<?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-19749521</id><updated>2011-12-04T04:43:14.522+08:00</updated><category term='sad'/><category term='-'/><category term='funny'/><category term='tired'/><category term='-__-'/><category term='bittersweet'/><category term='darn'/><category term='yoosh'/><category term='song'/><category term='rotton'/><category term='moment'/><category term='treasure'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='realize'/><category term='ideal'/><category term='vent'/><category term='omg'/><category term='=]'/><category term='mankan'/><category term='yum'/><category term='memories'/><category term='jpop'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='=&apos;'/><category term='T__T'/><category term='shag'/><category term='lesson'/><category term='haiz'/><category term='lame'/><category term='philosophical'/><category term='drama'/><category term='regret'/><category term='lol.weird'/><category term='lol'/><category term='random'/><category term='boasting'/><category term='drama/movie'/><category term='music'/><category term='happy'/><category term='YUI'/><category term='$__$'/><category term='blur'/><category term='min'/><category term='bloopers'/><category term='crap'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='O_O'/><category term='fun'/><category term='day to day'/><category term='woots'/><category term='thanking God'/><category term='love'/><category term='stupid'/><category term='zzzzz'/><category term='classic'/><title type='text'>桜 &amp; 恋</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>360</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2357886829110259148</id><published>2011-07-08T09:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T09:55:56.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 cows</title><content type='html'>There a family. The father had just move on and left his 3 kids 17 cows to be shared in the proportion of ½ (eldest), 1/3(second son) and 1/9(youngest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispute among them soon after as they’re unable to get a whole number based on the fraction set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An elder man witnesses the situation and offers them his one and only cow to calm the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the total number of cow is (17+1=18).  &lt;br /&gt;• To the eldest son (1/2 X 18 = 9 cows)&lt;br /&gt;• To the second son (1/3 X 18 = 6 cows)&lt;br /&gt;• To the third son (1/9 X 18 = 2 cows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9+6+2=17 cows, which was the original sum the father had left for his children!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They soon return the 1 cow to the elder man and he has nothing to lose and salvage the situation among the 3 brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyn4Top_WXg/ThZjlNhp6BI/AAAAAAAABnE/hOp9Hen5fN4/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyn4Top_WXg/ThZjlNhp6BI/AAAAAAAABnE/hOp9Hen5fN4/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626794275383142418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2357886829110259148?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2357886829110259148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2357886829110259148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2357886829110259148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2357886829110259148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2011/07/17-cows.html' title='17 cows'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyn4Top_WXg/ThZjlNhp6BI/AAAAAAAABnE/hOp9Hen5fN4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7618874599800290609</id><published>2011-01-02T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T01:09:24.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TR9fuj-USMI/AAAAAAAABm0/NzAZGmUMRRg/s1600/ouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TR9fuj-USMI/AAAAAAAABm0/NzAZGmUMRRg/s400/ouch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557265718733719746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, once bitten twice shy; so i kept my distance but you still catch my eye. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7618874599800290609?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7618874599800290609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7618874599800290609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7618874599800290609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7618874599800290609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2011/01/they-say-once-bitten-twice-shy-so-i.html' title='ouch?'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TR9fuj-USMI/AAAAAAAABm0/NzAZGmUMRRg/s72-c/ouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7204750932105329557</id><published>2010-12-26T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T16:00:00.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you most at Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>"In the springtime those memories start to fade &lt;br /&gt;With the April rain &lt;br /&gt;Through the summer days &lt;br /&gt;Till autumn's leaves are gone &lt;br /&gt;I get by without you &lt;br /&gt;Till the snow begins to fall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I miss you &lt;br /&gt;Most at Christmas time "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7204750932105329557?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7204750932105329557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7204750932105329557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7204750932105329557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7204750932105329557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/12/miss-you-most-at-christmas-time.html' title='Miss you most at Christmas Time'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-3025583586498788681</id><published>2010-11-07T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T00:13:22.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vent'/><title type='text'>tick tock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TNV-HH4ugRI/AAAAAAAABmk/2qJXEN_lwgo/s1600/last+min.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TNV-HH4ugRI/AAAAAAAABmk/2qJXEN_lwgo/s400/last+min.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536469977763053842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime,  I really hate last minute arrangement, it seems as if you’re ‘available’ any time anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-3025583586498788681?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/3025583586498788681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=3025583586498788681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3025583586498788681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3025583586498788681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/11/tick-tock.html' title='tick tock'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TNV-HH4ugRI/AAAAAAAABmk/2qJXEN_lwgo/s72-c/last+min.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5263948658949187039</id><published>2010-10-03T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:53:55.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BY the sea</title><content type='html'>I remembered the route we took, the hot milo you bought. The little conversation over the rock interrupted by  some creepy crawlies. You kept staring into the horizon; thinking back, I thought you’were thinking of someone . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back at east coast park. The tide of sea as if orchestrated by breeze accompanied by the rustle of leaves  never failed to serenade me from within. They bring me smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d found my refuge by the sea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you found one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TKiYuHp-lCI/AAAAAAAABmc/uI6nYZvDEyQ/s1600/Shell_by_the_sea-224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TKiYuHp-lCI/AAAAAAAABmc/uI6nYZvDEyQ/s400/Shell_by_the_sea-224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523832861066433570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5263948658949187039?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5263948658949187039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5263948658949187039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5263948658949187039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5263948658949187039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/10/by-sea.html' title='BY the sea'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TKiYuHp-lCI/AAAAAAAABmc/uI6nYZvDEyQ/s72-c/Shell_by_the_sea-224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1674993452686220754</id><published>2010-09-09T22:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:53:28.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day to day'/><title type='text'>NIce lady</title><content type='html'>This morning I met her again, after alighting from bus. We exchanged smiles.  The same smile I saw  yesterday, radiant and full of compassion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tapped my ez-link card; I took it out from my wallet in an attempt to pull through the ‘gantry’ as the bus captain scrutinized me impatiently. It didn't work. I searched my pockets frantically for coins but it didn't add up to the bus fare. The smallest notes I’d is $10. I wouldn't have second thought to drop a 2 dollar notes but $10 is a definitely no. I turned to the nearest passengers and ask for small changes; he flashed out his wallet indicating none. The lady beside too  didn't have but she brought out a bag of coins and asked me to pay whatever the amount and returned the rest. ‘THANKS!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$1 down the chute, I dig the balance from my pocket and dung in. I tied a knot and return her the plastic. Saying ‘THANKS’ again. She said something which I can’t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I make sure I had at least a dollar coins in my pocket that I won’t missed the chance again to return her the coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really did portrayed a good Samaritan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TIjyqw3fnJI/AAAAAAAABmM/1tbeuQ9p1Bw/s1600/good+samaritan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TIjyqw3fnJI/AAAAAAAABmM/1tbeuQ9p1Bw/s400/good+samaritan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514924560201260178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: there is sitll some cash in the card; it just expired, i realize after .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1674993452686220754?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1674993452686220754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1674993452686220754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1674993452686220754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1674993452686220754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/09/nice-lady.html' title='NIce lady'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TIjyqw3fnJI/AAAAAAAABmM/1tbeuQ9p1Bw/s72-c/good+samaritan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4015078014600084767</id><published>2010-08-10T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T00:14:17.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leave it to faTe.</title><content type='html'>Someone who always seem happy maybe the saddest among you.  This lady always seem cheerful, always grinning; I thought what a bubbly girl she must be! I was wrong when I chanced into her blog. I didn't know she’s that heartbroken and lonely.  I’d always been intuitive enough to pick up little little signs, perhaps she really did masked herself well or rather I didn't know her well enough.  Friends, be receptive. Sometime those that seems fine are the one in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony comes when I wanted to help but couldn't. I don't want misunderstanding like “oh, I’m interested in you and hence talking you round”. I mean I only knew her for days then suddenly shown concern into her personnel life.  So I shan’t do anything and hopefully her friends may offer some help. That's the problem of thinking too much with me, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TGAo2VbkCeI/AAAAAAAABmE/uyNYxWkpwJQ/s1600/youthinktoomuch.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TGAo2VbkCeI/AAAAAAAABmE/uyNYxWkpwJQ/s400/youthinktoomuch.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503443658577545698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4015078014600084767?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4015078014600084767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4015078014600084767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4015078014600084767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4015078014600084767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/08/leave-it-to-fate.html' title='leave it to faTe.'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TGAo2VbkCeI/AAAAAAAABmE/uyNYxWkpwJQ/s72-c/youthinktoomuch.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1368744357162808946</id><published>2010-08-05T22:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:58:49.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>"积少成多"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TFrNUKhDKWI/AAAAAAAABl8/RuYRcpttfh4/s1600/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TFrNUKhDKWI/AAAAAAAABl8/RuYRcpttfh4/s400/DSC00715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501935641090533730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"积少成多"&lt;br /&gt;many a little makes a little &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS,&lt;br /&gt;300 000 YEN approximately = SGD $4k.&lt;br /&gt;"It will only happen when you put $50 bucks each day" someone says . . .&lt;br /&gt;i jux laugh . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1368744357162808946?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1368744357162808946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1368744357162808946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1368744357162808946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1368744357162808946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='&quot;积少成多&quot;'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TFrNUKhDKWI/AAAAAAAABl8/RuYRcpttfh4/s72-c/DSC00715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1558510844394436027</id><published>2010-07-26T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:58:20.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>For a while . . .</title><content type='html'>On the first day of my sec school, he signals me to sit beside me. I guess he knew I was from the same pri school. I can’t remember much about the initial conversation. It probably revolved round beng wan primary school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us somehow became very close; our friendship deepened through the up and down of NPCC days. I’d fond memories during those days. I remembered our NCO training back at Mont Hill Sec School. As usual we cooked up some excuses to leave camp early without landing ourselves in jeopardy. Stomachaches, feeling unwell or urgent matters to look into back at home are the usual excuses. Now I wondered “Why aren’t the teachers suspicious when the 4 of us always ‘disappear’ together?” So we left the campsite, it started raining heavily. There was no shelter. Either the four of us or 2 shared one poncho, braving through the rain. I started singing some NPCC songs and the rest joined in. We do look like some idiots; but those were really the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things changes; from the days we played catching during recess to focusing more on our studies during upper secondary school days. He work hard and top our cohort that year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my good friend, Ryan or rather ‘Lion’, which I often  used to address him. He’d passed on recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Ryan for your little gesture, asking me to sit beside you; my first day would have been lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t think much, less appreciate those little things and memories  till the tragedy.  We only come to  be grateful for certain things when we lose it. So friends treasure those moments, little things you’d spend with people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all this, I think I may just forgotten about all these in months times. We’re human afterall.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TE2hRVgMODI/AAAAAAAABls/x4TJU6PRHxI/s1600/the-memories-change-as-i-g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TE2hRVgMODI/AAAAAAAABls/x4TJU6PRHxI/s400/the-memories-change-as-i-g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498228039291254834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abstracted from &lt;a href="http://packphour.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://packphour.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1558510844394436027?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1558510844394436027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1558510844394436027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1558510844394436027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1558510844394436027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-while.html' title='For a while . . .'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TE2hRVgMODI/AAAAAAAABls/x4TJU6PRHxI/s72-c/the-memories-change-as-i-g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-898214498452785374</id><published>2010-06-28T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:19:38.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>i thought . . .</title><content type='html'>The  strange behavior of this uncle had caught my attention of late. Almost every morning, I will see him with an umbrella underneath his underarm, scratching his head then unclipping  his watch, slide it back and forth before clipping it back. It happened for 2 weeks. I concluded the observation as “&lt;a href="http://www.nimh.nih.gov/health/topics/obsessive-compulsive-disorder-ocd/index.shtml"&gt;obsessive compulsive disorder&lt;/a&gt;”. As urgent need to engage in certain ‘ritual ‘.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought this up with a good friend over cup of tea. He mentioned that must be a &lt;a href="http://www.wisegeek.com/what-are-kinetic-watches.htm"&gt;kinetic watch&lt;/a&gt;; which need constant movement  to keep it moving. I was like “Oh!”&lt;br /&gt;Here I’m sitting down feeling skeptic. I have my reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Must he wait till he get to the bus stop and start moving his watch?&lt;br /&gt;- How about the pre-action before the sliding of watch; referring to the scratching of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TCis672UYaI/AAAAAAAABlk/Xgv8etuWm4c/s1600/ocd_280610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TCis672UYaI/AAAAAAAABlk/Xgv8etuWm4c/s400/ocd_280610.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487826274448859554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, it just my thought, not concluding anything. . . =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-898214498452785374?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/898214498452785374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=898214498452785374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/898214498452785374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/898214498452785374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-thought.html' title='i thought . . .'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TCis672UYaI/AAAAAAAABlk/Xgv8etuWm4c/s72-c/ocd_280610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4259816309048355565</id><published>2010-06-06T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:23:32.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound right? Think again maybe</title><content type='html'>I misinterpreted some songs back when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers robot ‘in the sky’ thats what I thought the theme song was sang then. It was only after the movie adaptation that I realize is ‘robot in disguise’. Come to think of it, not all the autobots or villan-bots can fly right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Bridge is falling down . . . . ’my friend ready’, and we will grasp whoever went between the arms. Why would I think ‘my fair lady’ is the right lyric when it didn’t sound right? My fair lady, when a guy caught between arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a time, we presumed things are right, just because they ‘sounded’ right. Just that ‘blink’ instant, by-passing all the possible logical thinking. Well we do have 5 senses; and we can’t allow one to decide all, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TAuukLowqnI/AAAAAAAABlc/nzlUiAQP4kg/s1600/chinese-symbol-for-listen.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TAuukLowqnI/AAAAAAAABlc/nzlUiAQP4kg/s400/chinese-symbol-for-listen.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479665308248615538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, I had the habit to pair my post with an image. I google-ed the word ‘listen’ and came across the Chinese character “聴”. Immediately, I recalled my Chinese teacher saying the character itself comprises of an ‘ear’, 10 ‘eyes’ and a heart. Next time when you heard something, make sure it seems right and feel right before concluding something! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4259816309048355565?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4259816309048355565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4259816309048355565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4259816309048355565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4259816309048355565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/06/sound-right-think-again-maybe.html' title='Sound right? Think again maybe'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/TAuukLowqnI/AAAAAAAABlc/nzlUiAQP4kg/s72-c/chinese-symbol-for-listen.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1206956283629759523</id><published>2010-05-11T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T01:32:54.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>Some had congratulated me on my ORD. Many had asked me “So how the taste of freedom, after ORD?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually replied with “Great, thanks”.  I knew, however, the real “freedom” was during NS. I just had to meet the basic obligation of waking up @ ‘stipulated’ timing, conduct roll-call, routine works, and sleep and look forward to Friday, praying Sunday will come a bit later. That’s it. I knew Army is a time to plan/draft out your plan. I know what I wanted. However to proceed, I need to have a place in local University; which I’m still waiting; chances are definitely low, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what’s plan B?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To study overseas; I’d always loved that. Money will be an issue. Yet to discuss with my dad and I will be going down for some of their open house during  29 MAY  to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIM? Business? Accountancy, Banking, Finance, Economics, Business management all came toppling over me? In order not to be behind time, I go ahead with courses offered by UOL. Drop by 14 MAY to check it out. I’d till June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIE? Teacher? Uncle just gave me this suggestion. I’m confidence to tutor individual; but to a class? Stable rice bowl, yes. To be a responsible good teacher, passion is required! I hope I will find that somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had looked up other private institution like Klpan University. They do have some interesting courses like Bsc in Health Sciences &amp; Bsc in Criminal Justice. KU is interesting; most of the studying/lessons is based online. Online reviews About the U aren’t really that promising though. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I’m waiting to commence on my temp job in 2 weeks times. While waiting, gym-ing, swimming to pass my day. + start requesting for an appealing letter from my lecturer. I had to sadly put my advance diving course aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still keeping my finger cross still. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna stuck @ this cross road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S-hDK-QoHgI/AAAAAAAABlU/T2asU_uziso/s1600/imagesCATRJ695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S-hDK-QoHgI/AAAAAAAABlU/T2asU_uziso/s400/imagesCATRJ695.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469695603231956482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I had already favourite NUS &amp; NTU appealing page; 26 MAY and 20 MAY respectively. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1206956283629759523?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1206956283629759523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1206956283629759523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1206956283629759523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1206956283629759523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S-hDK-QoHgI/AAAAAAAABlU/T2asU_uziso/s72-c/imagesCATRJ695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-148302909449520303</id><published>2010-05-04T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T10:46:37.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letting go</title><content type='html'>It’ll be a lie if I said I’d let go. I sunk myself with many logical reasons; only realizing that it was my failed attempt to run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say I don’t even try now. Thick skin as I am, must be shy after bitten so many times right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only time I’ll totally let go is when she found the special someone. .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There is a time when closets must be cleaned out, pictures put away, and a new door to be opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S9-KfIrCENI/AAAAAAAABlM/Ad6xTGS9SaE/s1600/lettinggo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 393px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S9-KfIrCENI/AAAAAAAABlM/Ad6xTGS9SaE/s400/lettinggo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467240740159623378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-148302909449520303?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/148302909449520303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=148302909449520303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/148302909449520303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/148302909449520303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/05/letting-go.html' title='letting go'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S9-KfIrCENI/AAAAAAAABlM/Ad6xTGS9SaE/s72-c/lettinggo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1305279131325249204</id><published>2010-03-21T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:37:27.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>TOKYO-YUI</title><content type='html'>This song talks bout putting everything down and venture into the unknown (new journey); If I became cowardly, I would be cut off there. I let something go and take something;if it’s that kind of repetition? I can’t simply choose the right thing. It’s fine being full of mistakes as each journey that comes with... the next morning has its doubtful places, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always will remain 1 of my fav from YUI. everything to it is nostalgic; like YUI leaving everything behind for TOKYO will face the journey once army is over~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/oSQKbNrGSLU/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1305279131325249204?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1305279131325249204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1305279131325249204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1305279131325249204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1305279131325249204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/03/tokyo-yui.html' title='TOKYO-YUI'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-6062631550278012396</id><published>2010-02-21T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:55:52.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>my umbrella comes back to me .</title><content type='html'>The afternoon rain brings me back in times again when I was back in secondary school. Those days when it rain, I will choose from the umbrellas available to shelter me to school. . If I’m lucky the plain colour one is available to choose; if it’s taken by someone else then I’d to take those flowery one. It’s embarrassing but it serves it purpose anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That rainy day, I was lucky, a black umbrella! When I reached a shelter just before the zebra crossing; I saw this 2 girls rooted there; they just can’t barged into the rain, I guess. I offered to 1 of the girls and dashed across the zebra crossing to school. Nearly bang by car la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recess bell for lunch break goes; I saw my umbrella stranded by the walkway. I reclaimed it thinking: “So much for being a gentleman, and the umbrella got dumped there.” . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me awhile to recall this: I told 1 of the girls to left it at the walkway, saying I will collect myself later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S4EsU-C9WWI/AAAAAAAABkk/CGJnkRugb5s/s1600-h/black-umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S4EsU-C9WWI/AAAAAAAABkk/CGJnkRugb5s/s400/black-umbrella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440678563604683106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remembered who I’d lend to and I cant remembered their face too. ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-6062631550278012396?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/6062631550278012396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=6062631550278012396' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6062631550278012396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6062631550278012396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-umbrella-comes-back-to-me.html' title='my umbrella comes back to me .'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S4EsU-C9WWI/AAAAAAAABkk/CGJnkRugb5s/s72-c/black-umbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5531033929579282033</id><published>2010-01-31T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:32:12.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOT ROT</title><content type='html'>AF FIRST WHAT THOUGHT WAS DRY SKIN, TURN OUT TO BE FOOT ROT AFTER DOC. EXAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM PINKY TOE, TO HIS BRO, TO HIS SIS THEN TO MOTHER, LEAVING THE FARTHER BIG TOE UNAFFECTED BY THE VIRUS. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAND STRONG BIG MAN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT KINDA IRONIC THAT I DONT GET IT FROM OUTFIELD BUT HERE .. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5531033929579282033?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5531033929579282033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5531033929579282033' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5531033929579282033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5531033929579282033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/01/foot-rot.html' title='FOOT ROT'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-3841318461023824874</id><published>2010-01-31T12:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:44:53.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>The night linger still. . .</title><content type='html'>Last Friday was tired max out. Book out, heading straight from camp to Ubi for my driving lesson; i stopped by a coffee shop at EUNOS for my dinner. I felt a bolt of loneliness strike me as i sat by myself in a round table.  The world was as if a vacuum around me, oblivious to my surrounding at that instance, before the clock start clicking and i could again feel the crowd around me. Sometime, you just wish someone special will be there by your side. . . “If there's somebody calling me on&lt;br /&gt;She's the one” . .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well  . . . my thought was disrupted when a handicapped man approached me with a pail, pleading for money. I knew i had some coins, a dollar and probably some other random coins from the change i had from my meal.. I dig into my pocket, but only manage to fish out 30 cents, i dropped them into his pail and continue eating. When he walked away, i dig in again to check for coins, as i’m sure that there should be a least a golden coin somewhere, i felt it, dig it out and wanted to pass to him but he was at another table; i put it back and continue eating. I felt disgusted after awhile, and couldn’t come to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I head to bus stop with my bag-pack (i was still in uniform), and take a bus  down to UBI. I was half and hour early; found a place to sit down and wait; thinking nothing. Before long, lesson start . . . end and catch up with MEL. . . e night linger . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-3841318461023824874?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/3841318461023824874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=3841318461023824874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3841318461023824874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3841318461023824874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/01/night-linger-still.html' title='The night linger still. . .'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2754052764649182388</id><published>2010-01-24T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:23:59.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely September</title><content type='html'>i can really identify with this song . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_QK-sXBPAA&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/d_QK-sXBPAA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin' here all by myself&lt;br /&gt;just tryin' to think of something to do&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to think of something, anything&lt;br /&gt;just to keep me from thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;But you know it's not working out&lt;br /&gt;'cause you're all that's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;One thought of you is all it takes&lt;br /&gt;to leave the rest of the world behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back, but I know you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin' here tryin' to convince myself&lt;br /&gt;that you're not the one for me&lt;br /&gt;But the more I think, the less I believe it&lt;br /&gt;and the more I want you here with me&lt;br /&gt;You know the holidays are coming up&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to spend them alone&lt;br /&gt;Memories of Christmas time with you&lt;br /&gt;will just kill me if I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the smartest thing to do&lt;br /&gt;we just can't seem to get it right&lt;br /&gt;But what I wouldn't give to have one more chance tonight&lt;br /&gt;One more chance tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin' here tryin' to entertain myself with this old guitar&lt;br /&gt;But with all my inspiration gone it's not getting me very far&lt;br /&gt;I look around my room and everything I see reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, baby won't you take my hand&lt;br /&gt;we've got nothing left to prove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back, but I know you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to meet you then&lt;br /&gt;we were just kids&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to give you chills&lt;br /&gt;the way that I kiss&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back but I know you did&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you didn't love me back 'cause you know you did&lt;br /&gt;No, you didn't mean to love me back&lt;br /&gt;But you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever this song was played in my MP3; i jux thought of u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2754052764649182388?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2754052764649182388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2754052764649182388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2754052764649182388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2754052764649182388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/01/lonely-september.html' title='Lonely September'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-8428517616607204625</id><published>2010-01-17T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:08:54.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young and navie . . .</title><content type='html'>Memory brings me back to times when i was in PRI 3, back in DQPS before i got transferred. I was sitting beside this girl. I remembered she’s a peranakan; very tall for our age; tan . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said “when the clock struck 12 noon, let’s make a wish and it’ll come true”&lt;br /&gt;We sat down, side by side on our seat, eyes gluing to the’ second hand’ of the wall clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ready, GO” &lt;br /&gt;I close my eye, fingers interlocked, elbows resting on the table: “I wish I can marry her”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t share our wishes, and i can’t remember what happened after.&lt;br /&gt;Back then i don’t even know what is love, what is to be in a relationship, less about marriage,  even till now I can feel it, know it but not experiencing it . . . maybe its something that can never be explain or understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t lose your sanity, dignity, identify to love; i read it somewhere. . . &lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.commentsyard.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.commentsyard.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/lover-couple.jpg" alt="lover-couple" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.commentsyard.com/comments/love/"&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.commentsyard.com/innocent-love/"&gt;Forward this Picture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-8428517616607204625?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/8428517616607204625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=8428517616607204625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/8428517616607204625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/8428517616607204625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/01/young-and-navie.html' title='Young and navie . . .'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5699977729423668733</id><published>2010-01-10T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:51:37.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>rain rain . . .</title><content type='html'>it was raining heavily; both Su-ho and Su-eun were in a little hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wonder if rain comes in drop, or in thread"  Su-Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su-eun immediately tip-toed and gently kissed him on the lip. That moment, as if freezes in time for Su-Ho; he can see the droplets of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S0i0BxcSq7I/AAAAAAAABkU/E2vtT3D9C5g/s1600-h/Rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S0i0BxcSq7I/AAAAAAAABkU/E2vtT3D9C5g/s400/Rain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424783693712632754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5699977729423668733?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5699977729423668733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5699977729423668733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5699977729423668733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5699977729423668733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain-rain.html' title='rain rain . . .'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/S0i0BxcSq7I/AAAAAAAABkU/E2vtT3D9C5g/s72-c/Rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4987047265837788955</id><published>2010-01-03T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:31:22.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOTs of times, random music played from MP3 in sync with my thoughts. . ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4987047265837788955?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4987047265837788955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4987047265837788955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4987047265837788955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4987047265837788955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2010/01/lots-of-times-random-music-played-from.html' title=''/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-3656657893663412316</id><published>2009-12-31T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:30:00.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>a little effort may go a long way . . .</title><content type='html'>Flipping through my head while idling on bus, I  thought of a letter se d to my good old pal back in primary school . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mentioned before this guy couple of times before in this blog. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d remembered sending him a birthday card not long after I got transferred.  He replied with a letter stating his birthday date and requesting for a present and in return will send me one. Inside was his photo and some other pals, i’d kept them in my wallet (yep , YEEW?) for 2 years or so before the good old wallet fell into the bowl and yea . .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So . .. The page was flipped to the part where I just overlooked the present thing . . . so we lost touched for like 3 years before I’d the urge to dial him up (the last called lasted 2 + + +hrs, still the longest yet for both gender).  I still remembered his home number as all the numbers cluster in the middle of telephone. “Just Dial and call” the feeling, the little fingers run through the pads but somehow you wished he hadn’t picked up (anyone had this kinda feelings before?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I’d tried to look him up in facebook but to no avail. . . Another call perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime with just a little effort, a beautiful picture may be paint. .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SzuMwSeT4bI/AAAAAAAABkM/7SUZIbFAQeM/s1600-h/beautiful-birds-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SzuMwSeT4bI/AAAAAAAABkM/7SUZIbFAQeM/s400/beautiful-birds-11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421081337691103666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-3656657893663412316?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/3656657893663412316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=3656657893663412316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3656657893663412316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3656657893663412316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-effort-may-go-long-way.html' title='a little effort may go a long way . . .'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SzuMwSeT4bI/AAAAAAAABkM/7SUZIbFAQeM/s72-c/beautiful-birds-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4210810339802828335</id><published>2009-12-26T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T02:33:12.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>looking back</title><content type='html'>I was looking on my blog archive . . . wondering how’d i been spending my Christmas and Eve . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html"&gt;2006&lt;/a&gt;; watched midnight sun and got to learn bout singer-song writer cum actress-YUI.3 years had got since then huh? **I’d been blabbering to the guys that since then that eve, we should spend with our special someone; Christmas day with family and friends** it still the same now . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html"&gt;2007&lt;/a&gt;; with my sec pals again! I mentioned “It kind of PATHETIC that the four of us to be surrounded by ZOMG?THRONG of couples.” EMO EMO EMO . .. 2007 was really EMO for me . ..i wonder where i got this quote from “You will never get hurt when you never gave your heart to someone but you’ll never know the joy of sharing your heart with that special someone.” HMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt;; with little SIS and KAKIS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009: SEND OUT CHRISTMAS CARD ALAS! O’’O eve with some MERRYING &amp; TOASTING . . . Christmas turns indoor again @ John’s place. . . **and i still cont blabbering bout 2006**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 2010 finally answer my 2006?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i paint a wonderful picture today; hoping one day it becomes reality  . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: keeping a diary is always good, to refect and look back =d .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4210810339802828335?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4210810339802828335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4210810339802828335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4210810339802828335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4210810339802828335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back.html' title='looking back'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2611546647613955428</id><published>2009-12-11T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:37:29.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whenever Christmas is drawing near, this song always come to my mind since 2 yrs back. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_QK-sXBPAA&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/d_QK-sXBPAA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin' here all by myself&lt;br /&gt;just tryin' to think of something to do&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to think of something, anything&lt;br /&gt;just to keep me from thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;But you know it's not working out&lt;br /&gt;'cause you're all that's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;One thought of you is all it takes&lt;br /&gt;to leave the rest of the world behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back, but I know you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin' here tryin' to convince myself&lt;br /&gt;that you're not the one for me&lt;br /&gt;But the more I think, the less I believe it&lt;br /&gt;and the more I want you here with me&lt;br /&gt;You know the holidays are coming up&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to spend them alone&lt;br /&gt;Memories of Christmas time with you&lt;br /&gt;will just kill me if I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the smartest thing to do&lt;br /&gt;we just can't seem to get it right&lt;br /&gt;But what I wouldn't give to have one more chance tonight&lt;br /&gt;One more chance tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin' here tryin' to entertain myself with this old guitar&lt;br /&gt;But with all my inspiration gone it's not getting me very far&lt;br /&gt;I look around my room and everything I see reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, baby won't you take my hand&lt;br /&gt;we've got nothing left to prove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back, but I know you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to meet you then&lt;br /&gt;we were just kids&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to give you chills&lt;br /&gt;the way that I kiss&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back but I know you did&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you didn't love me back 'cause you know you did&lt;br /&gt;No, you didn't mean to love me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will literally sing with my guiatr, i i hadnt gave it up , years back when i start picking it up . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2611546647613955428?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2611546647613955428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2611546647613955428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2611546647613955428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2611546647613955428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/12/whenever-christmas-is-drawing-near-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4592632861325656192</id><published>2009-12-05T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:07:19.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Ugly Singaporean, REally</title><content type='html'>That was 2 week s ago after a long swim, it’s time for food! We dragged our feet to this coffee shop round novena area and it’s time to haunt for food! We decide to queue up for this prawn noodles. They served really BIG PRAWs and the queue was pretty long (a good sign for good food eh, as hinted by Ah ni). . . Alas as the as the stall drawn near, a man just came to him and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just bought my drink, thanks for looking after the queue”, apparently trying to chap in&lt;br /&gt;“Sir, I don’t know you, less remembering seeing you in front of me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Got la, just now remember, I was in front of you”, he managed to snipped in&lt;br /&gt;I was about to raise voice when Ah ni stop me and asked me to ignore him.  I took a deep breath and decided not to make a big scene either. She told me “You should have ignored him, like that the rest will stunt and look at him, making him feels guilty. . . “I thought the fact that “I strike a conversation with him make other believe that we knew each other” HAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He look like a successful business man, educated but what he did is really disgusting LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning; peeps queuing outside SIR building at 0730 (open at 0800)  like machiam got some promotion like that. . A man just cut into another man queue ( 2 men behind me); that victim just stand there blurrly . . The same man attempt to cut 2 queues (in front) of me at the info counter; i blasted at him "Sir please queues behind".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man really once bitten not shy la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man behind me said “Sir, you did the right thing!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4592632861325656192?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4592632861325656192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4592632861325656192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4592632861325656192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4592632861325656192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/12/ugly-singaporean-that-was-2-week-s-ago.html' title='Ugly Singaporean, REally'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-531945128932405462</id><published>2009-11-27T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:04:01.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chase by dogs- REFLECTION</title><content type='html'>I was chase by dog LA . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was 3 days ago when i stepped into camp.&lt;br /&gt;1 dog apparently run out from nowhere and started barking; walking steadily towards me; gritting it teeth, wagging its tail.  I have Russell at home and I immediately notice the pattern (they are just putting up a brave front). A second dog appeared and started the barking too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my character I’ll just walk towards them, chasing them away by swinging the plastic bag I’m holding. . But my instinct acted otherwise-To back off slowly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked back slowly with caution, but the dog just didn’t back off. I WAS PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;I just dashed towards them, shouting and they like ran away. I still chose to detour back to my unit though. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway from this incidence. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn that we people put up a brave front at times, a brick sought of, to protect /conceal the weaker inner self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be someone to break the wall, embrace that weakness.&lt;br /&gt;One just has to wait. . . &lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-531945128932405462?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/531945128932405462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=531945128932405462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/531945128932405462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/531945128932405462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/11/chase-by-dogs-reflection.html' title='chase by dogs- REFLECTION'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1110667438248854959</id><published>2009-09-28T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:28:57.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>everyone needs a superman, and be a superman himself</title><content type='html'>That was weeks back when I was at Alexandra Hospital going through my fortnightly physiotherapy. I saw this Indian guy, probably a foreigner with an arm bandage taking out his  wallet to make payment. I saw 3 little girls, his daughters I presumed, and a family photo, all in heart shape, the moment his wallet was flipped opened.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;“$100”, the cashier demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t have money, mdm”   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“$10, do you have $10?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away without witnessing what next? Didn’t he suppose to be covered by his company? I wondered. Guess many a time we human&lt;em&gt; “take advantage on ignorant people”. . .&lt;/em&gt;I just prayed that thing goes well for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway . .. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, i was down with fever. Those who know me well will know my no-medication policy; someone who is an advocate believer of letting the body to heal itself. That night, my fever went up to 38, i believed. Refusing to take panadol, i went asleep. Obviously, i hadn’t had a good rest. I was tossing round the bed, waking up timely at 1hr interval. The next day chiong work, i was a zombine, fever subsided but almost immediately resurface randomly. So the week was cleared with random headaches throughout the day. I am totally BREAKDOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was given 2 days off, i took 1 and rewind myself and came to realize something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“we are human after all, we’ll fall sick and fell down, and rest is needed to go a longer distance”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SsCPySUcibI/AAAAAAAABj8/8V--v9ONbY4/s1600-h/3254853662_b96a56f908_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SsCPySUcibI/AAAAAAAABj8/8V--v9ONbY4/s400/3254853662_b96a56f908_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386463248408938930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“forcing a sick body to work is relatively equal to underproductive work”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMBAETTTE KAI!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1110667438248854959?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1110667438248854959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1110667438248854959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1110667438248854959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1110667438248854959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/09/everyone-needs-superman-and-be-superman.html' title='everyone needs a superman, and be a superman himself'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SsCPySUcibI/AAAAAAAABj8/8V--v9ONbY4/s72-c/3254853662_b96a56f908_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5183354294678052902</id><published>2009-09-13T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T02:24:41.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Influence</title><content type='html'>Read last week news about the join-suicide-attempt of a group of boys; of which 2 ended their life sadly. Apparently, the group was influence by this guy who claimed or so he said that “they’d to sacrifice their life as a tribute to be slayer t o save mankind from destruction”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; His intention was sure kind/innocent enough, “to save the mankind”; regrettably no one was there to stop/prevent this strategy. The paper mentioned he came from a Taoist family and his grandma sought of influence him in his thinking (if I’d remembered the news correctly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sqvm2lkP80I/AAAAAAAABjs/3n5dM_uX8cU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sqvm2lkP80I/AAAAAAAABjs/3n5dM_uX8cU/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380648005295665986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what I’m trying to drive across here is how child’s minds are so easily influence, if not being manipulated.  I remembered back in primary school, I had this friend of mine who also claimed that he can summon some supernatural things to “protect” him, or fire some “fireball” by doing some stance, which is invisible to naked to eye of course. Some of my pals and I were fascinated by it and beginning to believe in it. We even meet up after school and have some “ritual”, of which we sit in circle and chat something. Believe that I possessed the “fireball” power, I even “blast” it at my brother when we had a quarrel or something and saying things like “This will make you suay, or bad luck “He did the same back? I can’t really remember how the practice/ritual ceased though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In e end the 2 jumped; seeing no slayers being reborn, the rest was reluctance to jump &lt;br /&gt;out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5183354294678052902?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5183354294678052902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5183354294678052902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5183354294678052902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5183354294678052902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/09/influence.html' title='Influence'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sqvm2lkP80I/AAAAAAAABjs/3n5dM_uX8cU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-6073295107986051471</id><published>2009-08-29T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:07:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad need some one to console&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-6073295107986051471?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/6073295107986051471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=6073295107986051471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6073295107986051471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6073295107986051471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sad-need-some-one-to-console.html' title=''/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5624649841067340267</id><published>2009-07-19T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:24:38.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i saw myself . . ..</title><content type='html'>I was again sitting down, enjoying the view, not on the same bench when I saw this girl in green, prob 16 yrs of age with bag-pack walking pass me towards the coastline. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally lost amidst the tides, when out randomly one figure walk pass . . . so it only natural for me to eye where she walking towards, curious as usual . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SmMQRz96KwI/AAAAAAAABjk/0V4kS3MUkkY/s1600-h/DSCN1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SmMQRz96KwI/AAAAAAAABjk/0V4kS3MUkkY/s400/DSCN1469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360145879694715650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she sits down, legs tugged in, gazing toward the horizon, probably lost in thoughts too. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5624649841067340267?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5624649841067340267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5624649841067340267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5624649841067340267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5624649841067340267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-saw-myself.html' title='i saw myself . . ..'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SmMQRz96KwI/AAAAAAAABjk/0V4kS3MUkkY/s72-c/DSCN1469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1286501767886822602</id><published>2009-07-18T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:32:32.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope it Last . .</title><content type='html'>Cont from last night typing. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bump into the bush, and i see all green; luckily able to balance myself before really plunging into the lush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup the first thing when I got back home from camp is prepare the gears for roller blade-ing!!! By the time i reached the park connectors that linked SAJC areas all the way to Bishan, was already 8pm la (tummy already growling). I’d this overly ambitious to blade all the way to Bsihan Park, the route which I once took on 2 wheels. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback on those days, when I used to cycle on weekends to East Coast Park (which till now, still so proud of myself able to cycle there from home w/o prior plans, like just whack like that), to Bishan Park (late at night), to Esplanade (late at night too, with ahem observing ‘people’. . . till that day some IDIOT stunt my bicycle. %%@#%^%$ still darn pissed off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as i was saying, when i skate to 1 junction separate by traffic light, upslope, i was like ‘Oh no, maybe not and decide just skate to and fro ba, for now"ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the blading was not nor as smooth as last week; maybe is the new skate, maybe I’m too hungry or most probably too impatient, always want to rush things. ..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so today i’d only type the tittle ‘Cont from last night typing. . . “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME%@#%#$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just catch transformers 2007 this morning, and felt that the Army Ranger Captain William Lennox actually had stole the limelight then Sam Witwicky, a preferred hero  then Sam i thought. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this baby look cool isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SmH5AsbTg_I/AAAAAAAABjc/EKQI0kBTz34/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SmH5AsbTg_I/AAAAAAAABjc/EKQI0kBTz34/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359838821868602354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song really touch me, bout seperation . .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nzt_SjWeDy/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nzt_SjWeDy/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=nzt_SjWeDy" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=nzt_SjWeDy" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=nzt_SjWeDy" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=nzt_SjWeDy" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/nzt_SjWeDy/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/thuyishere/music/9HvKphli/sarah-conor-just-one-last-dance/"&gt;Just one last dance - Sarah Conor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1286501767886822602?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1286501767886822602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1286501767886822602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1286501767886822602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1286501767886822602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/07/hope-it-last.html' title='hope it Last . .'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SmH5AsbTg_I/AAAAAAAABjc/EKQI0kBTz34/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-3720905436254543759</id><published>2009-07-12T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:03:23.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3mins fever?</title><content type='html'>AHHX, sitting in front of com blogging after a heavy dinner, after a long-skate @ ECP , while anticipating my dad to pluck open durian later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d always thought that those peeps with their hands behind, body arching forward skating down the path zooming pass me are darn cool la! The sound of the wheels, the wind that that skater cut through really vividly implanted in my mind! I dreamed 1 day I will be able to skate like that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to go down all the way to ECP (last week) to rent the pair, initially was just accompany my little sis since she wanted to go, but it spurred/awaken the long-forgotten-desire!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘I want to master it’!!! I told myself after that day. .. haha =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d read an article somewhere that skating is a “low-impact” sport on the knees, same like cycling, except  that it required more effort! Since I’d problem running, and other then swimming, i’d no other alternative for cardio so this further urged me to master the skills. And of course everything comes with a price. . . &lt;br /&gt;I just bought a pair of skate today after a skate at ECP; after many falls when I try to speed (some on butt); and just today got 2 huge blisters on my feet! See below, watery-one @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SlnezG3n9jI/AAAAAAAABjM/96BlTliU-jU/s1600-h/DSCN1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SlnezG3n9jI/AAAAAAAABjM/96BlTliU-jU/s400/DSCN1428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357558201332528690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recalling my day @ECP. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skate from the rental shop to one end, with some weird skating pose but slowly able to skate with body swinging in sync with the skate, in momentum. ..  Then there are those bloopers moment when I fell awkwardly, like turn some 360 turn before fall, then those fell with two feet protruding outwards and hit the floor hard on the butt (luckily my butt is tough enough! Is tight one ok, TONE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sit down rest then skate back, stop half-way sit down on this chair, enjoying the breeze, listening to the wind, the tide, the sight of man tying their bait amidst the soaring birds and kites with their never-ending tails as backdrop! BEAUTIFUL!!! Cant help but rest both my tired arms on the chair, closing my eyes enjoying the tranquil. &lt;em&gt;Guess it will be perfect if there someone sitting right beside =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Slne5dMv0uI/AAAAAAAABjU/nTDxXnm3X24/s1600-h/DSCN1429.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/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Slne5dMv0uI/AAAAAAAABjU/nTDxXnm3X24/s400/DSCN1429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357558310405919458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-3720905436254543759?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/3720905436254543759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=3720905436254543759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3720905436254543759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3720905436254543759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/07/3mins-fever.html' title='3mins fever?'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SlnezG3n9jI/AAAAAAAABjM/96BlTliU-jU/s72-c/DSCN1428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-220141722204917000</id><published>2009-07-11T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:12:18.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>round ROund</title><content type='html'>Moon was really round these days, was bloody red yesterday (or was it on Wednesday). . . and today was nowhere to be seen, cloudy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a health-conscious-A-LIST, cup noodles was a no=no to me unless craving for food in middle of night. Since army days; had been consuming on them w/o second thought on the MSG or what NOT. I remembered my friend once said “all food we eat sure is contaminate in one way or another, so don care just enjoy the food, with balance of course”. Just make sure you had enough fibre to clear the ‘toxin’ out i thought! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left arm is totally aching, must be over-exerted during gym time. .. Hopefully that methanol oil will ease them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today, my new training warrant saw me wearing knee guard during a run.  He asked me to take it off and self-claimed that he is trained in orthopaedic and quickly thereafter examines my knee cap like a pro. He told me to put my feet together and notice that both my knee cap arch away from each other; which by right shoot be in contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then said “it’s a birth-defect” which totally blow me away, reminding me of the sentence my physio said “You are not made to run” @_____@&lt;br /&gt;Slowly getting the habit of blogging and reading i guess. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA~ when input not  equal output = waste product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SldoINVk8sI/AAAAAAAABjE/aFoQgHCnzqg/s1600-h/DSCN1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SldoINVk8sI/AAAAAAAABjE/aFoQgHCnzqg/s400/DSCN1425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356864772008899266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOUGHT THE CARDBOARD FROM DAISO LAST WEEK TO STORE MY YUI'S DISCS , off flash someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-220141722204917000?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/220141722204917000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=220141722204917000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/220141722204917000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/220141722204917000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/07/round-round.html' title='round ROund'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SldoINVk8sI/AAAAAAAABjE/aFoQgHCnzqg/s72-c/DSCN1425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1182408258386473275</id><published>2009-07-05T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:10:34.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 kukus skating</title><content type='html'>A retreat from the usual shopping/movies, and a promise I'd made with my little sis like so long ago- to bring her to skate! To begin, both of us know nuts about skating; so I can picture 2 kukus skating, struggling to balance and of course lots of butt-aches. . . AHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was lots of laughter, silly ones along the way to East Coast . . . first was us, with our flip flops, chasing the bus, those ‘flap,flap’ sounds sure drew us lots of attentions. . . just burst into hysteria manner when we board the bus, laughing at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with those road-side “jia-balang’ ice-cream around PP area, we stroll toward the park! Then it started pouring mins after a light drizzles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like ZZZ ##$%$#^, and i was like “AT least we got our ice-cream’ ahaha. . . then we decided to walk round the NTUC, while waiting for the rain to subside. Got an umbrella, some sour plum and continue our journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down &amp; up the under-pass, following the path, we were greeted by some gigantic ship standing strong in the midst of stormy sea! At moment i was totally in awe .Good God, it stop raining after a while =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got our skates and the kukus things start immediately, we don’t even know how to put on the gears least saying learning to skate la, was like so ma-lu... @__@ luckily for us there this skating ring just beside the rental shop. I was expecting lots of pros doing stunts there, but good most of the ones i saw there were beginners like us holding onto the rail, balancing and falling, and skating like ducks or penguin (if it sounds cuter =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So round and round, with me falling twice as i got impatient and wanted to speed a little, ahahha. . . an hour passed quickly and it times to go. . . walking the same route back, seeing the sea for the last time before going down the under-pass, except now it was calmer, smile and we stroll back. . .&lt;br /&gt;On board bus it started raining heavily again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booking in soon, like 20mins times. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sldnyqtc3MI/AAAAAAAABi8/GOp5ZflKgd8/s1600-h/DSCN1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sldnyqtc3MI/AAAAAAAABi8/GOp5ZflKgd8/s400/DSCN1423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356864401936538818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1182408258386473275?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1182408258386473275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1182408258386473275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1182408258386473275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1182408258386473275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-kukus-skating.html' title='2 kukus skating'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sldnyqtc3MI/AAAAAAAABi8/GOp5ZflKgd8/s72-c/DSCN1423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7787287397923969223</id><published>2009-06-14T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:33:38.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG</title><content type='html'>“Drag me to hell”, that made my horror movie debut in cinema! Indeed was a roller coaster ride, the movie started with epic moments of the demon dragging this kid to hell and e story follows about how this old-gruesome  with detachable golden-plated denture lady that sneezed out ivan-ooze place a curse on this lady whom she’d  ‘put her to shame publicly’ and the series of nightmares soon linger.&lt;br /&gt;“I won you bitch” that 1 classic line. . . LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when you shout/scream , i only shout, some part you just found it amusedly funny, (fancy smiling at a horror show, LOL) . . . the 2 couple in front of me was like hiding underneath some towel la, when the suppose expected scary scene is drawing near. DOTXX, bring girl to watch horror movie and covering underneath towel, even if scare also must ach macho ma! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway like most horror movies, that made used of background music to heighten the tension, from silent then boom; yeah we all know we going to expect something ,but still it gives us the surprise! Heart-attack-lA!! LOL but still admittedly fun &amp; exciting (once in a while), 3 up-coming movies, one is something haunted one, orphan and final destination IV. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this kind of horror show, must go in group then made e hell out of the whole cinema, then fun ma, ahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/sx2qe2BwYT/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/sx2qe2BwYT/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/sx2qe2BwYT/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/2_MM0by/music/VL6hUmnz/west-life-fool-again/"&gt;Fool Again - West Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7787287397923969223?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7787287397923969223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7787287397923969223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7787287397923969223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7787287397923969223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/06/zomg.html' title='ZOMG'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4117828624837397600</id><published>2009-06-10T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:11:58.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>Abstracted from Fool again by WESTLIFE depicting how i felt, overheard from radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sadly, you never gave me&lt;br /&gt;too many chances to show you&lt;br /&gt;how much I care"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4117828624837397600?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4117828624837397600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4117828624837397600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4117828624837397600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4117828624837397600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/06/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1590770100996597006</id><published>2009-06-04T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:28:33.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My choc</title><content type='html'>OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excess choc could weaken yuor bone according to &lt;a href="http://www.healthjockey.com/2008/01/25/excess-chocolate-could-weaken-your-bones/"&gt;this link &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering e fact that i'd been consuming 250g/per wk basis for quite some times (during training time), though i quited but started recently yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps my weak knees can trace back to my choc-addition? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD God i must learn to cut down and find alternatives already! darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1590770100996597006?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1590770100996597006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1590770100996597006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1590770100996597006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1590770100996597006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-choc.html' title='My choc'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2649981027055308446</id><published>2009-06-03T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:40:40.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>getting back!</title><content type='html'>'You weren't made to run' said the physiotherapist glancing at my potential fleet feet. . i was totally taken by this comment. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running/swimming is in me, they never failed to made me feel good about myself! i recalled i went for my constant 2.4km run, at least 3 times and +1 swim /wk regime before BMT. i did all this with discipline, for pride and stuff without noticing i'd actually aggregating my old injuries. i just continue. .. all these brings to nothing now . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'd been resting for months now (though i still went for swim at times, when i wasnt supposed to), now slowly to get my jogging back, start slowly kai! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd always tell my frens "my heart can take it, but my legs can't" for the matter. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2649981027055308446?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2649981027055308446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2649981027055308446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2649981027055308446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2649981027055308446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-back.html' title='getting back!'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7616625535816827029</id><published>2009-06-01T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:43:43.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drowning a rat</title><content type='html'>tumbling of little feet above the ceiling in the middle of night. . .that eerie thought of 1 dropping from above finally got me to resort to Mouse-trap. . . yes after like 4 days, 1 was caught, while  cage no2 nothing was caught; the bait being eaten probably invaded by some season-rat O__o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little did i know that i was suppose to be e one terminating it, they just provide the equipment and i was suppose to do the killing. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drown it, flushed it down, burn it? all the suggestion came flooding, but decided on drowning it, being the a more humane way. i told myself, this rat had to be killed, least they landed themselves in some dustbin chute and bring bacteria to the cookhouse or even bunk. yea think of biggr picture to convince myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i was like the merciful soul, feeling disgusted at the act of killing rat. i witness how this rat struggle in the trap soak in a tub of water. how it held on to its little life, how its half finally closed and with a thud sink  into the bottomless  pit. . . i was sad seeing it, yet i cant believe me laughing when the rat got stuck in the cage when the others trying all sought of ways to remove it from cage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back i felt disgusted. . . they are living creature after-all. . . i was surprise how i from being sad to laughing out loud in an instance. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7616625535816827029?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7616625535816827029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7616625535816827029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7616625535816827029'/><link 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intruments are darn cool la!!! ahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShkqNTVN8JI/AAAAAAAABiE/0TpSRZavJAA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShkqNTVN8JI/AAAAAAAABiE/0TpSRZavJAA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339345241240367250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not just some cutie-swt-pie (AIMI, their lead singer espicially), but will rock you down with their insruments and vocals, heartfelt lyrics &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Zone, there isnt any all-girl-band that i'd fancied till they zomg into industy. Their first 2 single were already tied with 2 top-rated anime-Gundam 00 and Bleach &amp; they they sure goona rock thru their career! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice Song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/24xOKNlcHJk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/24xOKNlcHJk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i dont know why im not acting what my heart tells"&lt;br /&gt;i want to be close, yet fear to be close&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-558157621589299959?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/558157621589299959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=558157621589299959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/558157621589299959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/558157621589299959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/05/stereo-pony.html' title='Stereo pony'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShkqNTVN8JI/AAAAAAAABiE/0TpSRZavJAA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4318636522274507721</id><published>2009-05-22T22:38:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:12:18.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Uber long update!!!! April .. .</title><content type='html'>A sudden urge to pen down/type down something, and the first thing- Blogging! “It’s time to blog dude”, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say, I shall just start off with post- Taiwan Ex (cu x I need those photos to freshen my memory for those days spend there, in order to blurt them all-out; and those photos happened to be in this particular memory card which is not with me right now).{geez, i still own them those photos till now) . . . right, getting lengthy already? Shall start with month of April =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First outing was with Clavin &amp; Mel when Cal had this sudden craved for potato croquette in this Jap restaurant located in some corner of Taka.  . .  That wasn’t the first time we were there. Too bad the 2nd  visit wasn’t as good as the first time, just barely ok i guess, =] and my sis tag along too, cux she’s too board @ hm i guess. . . We’d shared this platter and a snap shot, cheese! =] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha5J5jXcgI/AAAAAAAABgE/nHezfQKjEsw/s1600-h/DSCN1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha5J5jXcgI/AAAAAAAABgE/nHezfQKjEsw/s400/DSCN1198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338657988013421058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha5nk8WJSI/AAAAAAAABgM/-HD7Jw_2Ohs/s1600-h/DSCN1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha5nk8WJSI/AAAAAAAABgM/-HD7Jw_2Ohs/s400/DSCN1200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338658497877124386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop @ Kino and bought this book ‘The memory keeper ‘s child” (which i’m still reading, ahhaa). Then is my time with sis leaving the rest (OPS!!), bring her walk all the way to Clark quay from orchard rd ( cuz i thought  a long quiet nice stroll, talking with someone close, is pretty heart-felt and sweet, **if the weather isn’t humid and made u sweat like pig** =]) wanted to continue to walk to Esplanade but she’s too tired for that, so hm swt hm. . .=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Ricky, Bush Bush, Jenny&amp; John for this movie starring Jackie Chan, some shijiku incident, i think (after Sentosa with swt cousins). . .Movie, chill @ coffee bean or star bucks, eat  the “Sun-Biscuit” from Taiwan. .i was a bit moody that day (sorry). . .  then hm swt hm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decide to meet up with the so-long haven met-up girl-nxt-door. . . to pass her, her long time fav hello kitty gift from Taiwan that she’d wanted, =] We went to this French influenced Jap restaurant- Ma Mason (after some research) in the corner of Central @ Clark Quay! (Its really hiding in the corner of some place, which I’d tried to recce the day before and still took some time to locate it on the day itself, DOTS X_X). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha-brbamsI/AAAAAAAABg0/TcLF1qwE2OM/s1600-h/DSCN1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha-brbamsI/AAAAAAAABg0/TcLF1qwE2OM/s400/DSCN1201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663791017761474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is darn ambient can?! 4/5! Food, Order this Posrk Tonkatsu (if i remembered correctly), in which you it in 3 different ways-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-With their special sauce&lt;br /&gt;-with sea salt&lt;br /&gt;-Original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha9uoQdpII/AAAAAAAABgk/XN-6t0IUq-4/s1600-h/DSCN1204.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/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha9uoQdpII/AAAAAAAABgk/XN-6t0IUq-4/s400/DSCN1204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663017072403586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sauces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha9ZyLxn3I/AAAAAAAABgc/AbYL_qtZMoM/s1600-h/DSCN1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha9ZyLxn3I/AAAAAAAABgc/AbYL_qtZMoM/s400/DSCN1203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338662658959843186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of which i tried adding cheese, pepper, and stuff too. . .  Is fun eating it!!! HAhHAA 3.8/5!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice candle =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha8W3zcRiI/AAAAAAAABgU/zS1Ymq-lack/s1600-h/DSCN1202.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/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha8W3zcRiI/AAAAAAAABgU/zS1Ymq-lack/s400/DSCN1202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338661509417158178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk to esplandade )recced too on day b4(&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 ang-mo ladies offered to help us snapped some pictures, when they see us habing some difficulties finding places to put down our camera and rush back to post when the cam-timer runs (hahaha) and so nice of them! We should learn this man, not as a form of flirt but for being nice!=} and of course i return the favour by snapping for them too! Should had snap with them too @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much flashes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbFpUp706I/AAAAAAAABhs/6OzHPTyMluE/s1600-h/DSCN1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbFpUp706I/AAAAAAAABhs/6OzHPTyMluE/s400/DSCN1215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338671722004206498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im nt shorter, cux i squad dwn a litttle , haha)&lt;br /&gt;, and Hm swt hm (respectively) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then hang out with my close frens from Kawaii Tokyo @ Timbre!!! Nice pizza, nice finger food, fantastic band, cool ambience, and of course nice drinks!! How many “nices”? haha !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese every1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbB9161aWI/AAAAAAAABhE/sYf2flAMU6o/s1600-h/DSCN1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbB9161aWI/AAAAAAAABhE/sYf2flAMU6o/s400/DSCN1226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667676484331874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thin crust pizza!!!combi, roast duck with some triple mushroom one (ahem xiao wei, the mushroom one, all taste the same la!!! @__@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbCgCVcxII/AAAAAAAABhM/kdfpquHBOC4/s1600-h/DSCN1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbCgCVcxII/AAAAAAAABhM/kdfpquHBOC4/s400/DSCN1230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338668263932740738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sista!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbC-sTgdYI/AAAAAAAABhU/BFfDvq5sm9g/s1600-h/DSCN1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbC-sTgdYI/AAAAAAAABhU/BFfDvq5sm9g/s400/DSCN1223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338668790594958722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is Timbre w/o our drinks (i"D this purple mix-indigo followed by tear drop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbHqA3colI/AAAAAAAABh0/qpp6QYzn13M/s1600-h/DSCN1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/ShbHqA3colI/AAAAAAAABh0/qpp6QYzn13M/s400/DSCN1233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338673932895298130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired/plus bro wan use com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;awaits MAY!!! A birthdae MTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shoulder to cry on by tommy page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1Zjr0tqnyj/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1Zjr0tqnyj/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=1Zjr0tqnyj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=1Zjr0tqnyj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=1Zjr0tqnyj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=1Zjr0tqnyj" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/1Zjr0tqnyj/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/oSRMYE/music/rsFIGnuU/tommy-page-shoulder-to-cry-on/"&gt;Shoulder To Cry On - Tommy Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FANTASTIC SONG!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4318636522274507721?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4318636522274507721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4318636522274507721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4318636522274507721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4318636522274507721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/05/uber-long-update-april.html' title='Uber long update!!!! April .. .'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/Sha5J5jXcgI/AAAAAAAABgE/nHezfQKjEsw/s72-c/DSCN1198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-295130290619619260</id><published>2009-02-23T10:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:10:53.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talyor Swift</title><content type='html'>Introducing Talyor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SaIOzgZnfjI/AAAAAAAABe0/r0i50aoTNbw/s1600-h/Taylor+Swift+lyrics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 331px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SaIOzgZnfjI/AAAAAAAABe0/r0i50aoTNbw/s400/Taylor+Swift+lyrics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305819589029363250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I feeling in love with this singer-song writer-Talyor Swift. Her style of music is mostly country-influence; so you’ll expecting lots of Banjo, acoustic guitar background in her music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of her songs (if not all) paint a little story , its so heart-felt, pure and original. Her songs are mostly written on a girl’s perspective, that guy listener just had to change the ‘she’ to ‘he’, vice-versa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her songs are more suitable to listen to, when u'd nothing better to do, that you can catch every little words of each lyric that a story will just comes out, for me i need to look at the lyric itself. hers is not those when u switch on when doing your works or other stuff. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, my maid jux return to her hometown, that i'd to start washing/mopping/cooking during this 2 days off, YOOOSH!!! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-295130290619619260?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/295130290619619260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=295130290619619260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/295130290619619260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/295130290619619260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/02/talyor-swift.html' title='Talyor Swift'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SaIOzgZnfjI/AAAAAAAABe0/r0i50aoTNbw/s72-c/Taylor+Swift+lyrics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-3825233494628671339</id><published>2009-02-15T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:12:17.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fooD=</title><content type='html'>Food Asia over at Doby Xchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1170.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN1170.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they do serve a huge variety of Asian Food here! with that, its really hard to specialize in something that the food simply just didn't stand out. I'd ordered the Korean Ginseng Chicken Soup, which i already half expected to taste of MSG; yes it does but at least there there hints of herb. . . W8 the set dinner comes with free flow of drinks and ICE-CREAM!!! of course not the higher ends (Gelato, HÄAGEN-DAZS, Ben&amp;Jerry)but the brand "KINGS' if i can remembered clearly. . , at least its not CREMO. . . u can jolly well made ur own drink, by topping Valina ice-cream on top root beer, Vola u get float and such, just experiment. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a beef-fanatic! Melvin bought me here, saying that here served quality steak at substantial price. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beef was grilled in kerbak-manner; from which the waitress will meticulously slide the steak down from the skewer onto the hot plate. . . sizzling. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1177.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN1177.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHASHLIK steak, stimulate even the dullest buds of mine! look at the rosy red succulent meat!!! looking at it is already a pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1179.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN1179.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHASHLIK- Alaska stm . ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this waitress will set this alcoholic drink in this Aladdin-like lantern on fire before pouring the content onto this over-flow with cream cake. . .basically the whole cake was engulfed in blueish flame, caramelizing some of he cream into crispy white float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cam flash was on, that the blueish flame was not capture. . .haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1182.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN1182.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet rose @ tcc. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1190.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN1190.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the slight after-taste of rose amidst the bitterness of coffee. .. is woo. . . it comes in 3 layer, with rose 'syrup' at btm, coffee followed by whipped, i thought u drank the layer separately (as in 1st 3rd 2nd, 2nd 3rd 1st, just push in, pull out the straw randomly and drink!!! is way better then a will mix one (regretfully i did it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-3825233494628671339?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/3825233494628671339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=3825233494628671339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3825233494628671339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3825233494628671339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/02/food.html' title='fooD='/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5250215340501737344</id><published>2009-02-14T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:16:27.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realize'/><title type='text'>My pride, my plight</title><content type='html'>Many things had happened for the past weeks. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was my decision of getting down-graded of PES status that I could be out of course from Amour infantry (AI). This left knee cap of mine had been bugging me even before BMTC (I’m sure I’d mentioned somewhere in my blog). . . the pride within me had help me pushed on (you know a typical LEO cares lots about his ‘face’ than his ‘ARSE’.   I remembered I was made to re-run SOC over and over again till I finally passed, though SOC was not even a criterion in getting to command school. It was then the ache slowly turns to pain. .. I just get few days’ medical status and ta-da I’m ready to run again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know how serious the injury was till I finished my 24km road march. I could felt this sharp pain climbing up down of stairs. I was worried about my injury for the first time. ‘Will I be alright?’ Will I be alright?’ I took every step carefully every single day, praying hard each day that the pain will ease off just like that. Luckily the 10 days break was enough for the pain to subside temporary. Soon the rigorous training at SISPEC; the pain re-surfaced. I feared that I would experience the sharp pain when walking up and down of stairs again, so medical off was an option. So whenever the pain came, Iill visit the MO. Oblivious to my condition, some will pass comments like CK (chao’-keng) or in other words skiving through.  Thankfully I’d wonderful section mate who’d motivated me through the course, helping me carrying the matador during outfield (I could still remembered vividly). I still managed to pass the veto factor even though I’d missed lots of physical training, I could jump the SBJ, I was like ‘oh I’d fully recovered’!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the rehearsal for passing out parade (POP) for SISPEC. As a member of drill squad back in BMTC (GOLD), I felt that I must execute the drills perfectly, banging hard, making sharp turn and such. ..  At the end of the day I could felt this ache but my prideful-self just want to continue (I felt that I was obligated to do well cux after-all some knew I was from drill squad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the preparation leads to absenting from the actual day of POP. The whole platoon will march through the night of 28km into the parade square straight for POP. I fall out somewhere near 16km, as I could felt the pain aggregating/haunting/pestering me, even though I’d tape it hard. I grit my teeth, looking down at the pavement and count every step I took; pushing on. If not for the motivation from my PC, I would already want to fall out at the 12km point. I walked to a point where tears came rolling down, I really wanted to give up badly. .. it could be the phobia of the pass road march that that traumatize me since then or the pain was not bearable any more. .. so in the end I fall out from the march, didn’t join the POP but getting my CPL rank after the POP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was posted to amour infantry soon after as a specialist. Darn! That was the worst vocation one can go to, which I didn’t wished to elaborate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first weeks was driving phase which required frequent jumping up and down from vehicle. One could have climbed down from the side, but I didn’t want to be the odd one out so I continued jumping down from vehicle. Very soon the pain re-surfaced. I took the pain-killer the MO had given me. I thought I was invincible for that moment. I chiong every SOC training like mad dog, desperations to gain back what I had missed. The setback? Once the pain-killer looses it effect, the pain came yet again; I’d further aggregate the injury without me knowing. Now the pain takes weeks to ease off unlike back in BMTC. I’d a x-ray taken but the doc said nothing was wrong. I guess a MRI is required. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toppled up with that, my current section mate didn’t know my situation! They see me as CK, from the frequent visit to MO. Details. ..i don’t wana mentioned about it. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave a thought; there no more point to ‘tong’ and ‘chiong’ anymore. The fire within was quenched. I decided to give up. . . but of course I’d  to change my mentality that it is for my own good (no point risking and suffer at older age, such serve and fuck off (SAF), and not because of them. Interestingly they had been treating me differently, for the better since the day I’m pending for out of course. Perhaps they now knew it was a genuine case, if not I wouldn’t have had the long medical leave of 84 days which is enough to be out of course. &lt;br /&gt;So now, I’m doing paper work- a office boy who had to swallow humble pie. . . but I guess this will be temp, I’ll be back when I recovered! =] ROAAAAAAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'D always believe in fairy tales, its no wonder i fell in love with this song when my sis intro it to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift-Love Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/JxN-PzYGv5/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/JxN-PzYGv5/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=JxN-PzYGv5" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=JxN-PzYGv5" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=JxN-PzYGv5" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=JxN-PzYGv5" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/JxN-PzYGv5/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/R0ODbVf/music/byz62XUi/taylor_swift_love_story/"&gt;Love Story - Taylor Swift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5250215340501737344?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5250215340501737344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5250215340501737344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5250215340501737344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5250215340501737344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-pride-my-plight.html' title='My pride, my plight'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-6855152651105085816</id><published>2009-01-25T17:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:47:43.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just like tt</title><content type='html'>Come to amour infantry, everything big big, the caliber I shot yesterday is 25mm la, compared to 5.56, 7.62 that infantry will normally use. Guess what, that was fired via a cannon mounted on AFV, using trigger-like switch. So in the vehicle, you look into in this screen displaying thermal-like image, turn the turret, aimed, fired! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounded shiok? To be honest, I wasn't excited with the shooting, I just want to faster fire, faster get it done with. Woke up like 3am in the morning, only to finish 24hr later. .. ZZ do think there another round next week, @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, elcome-ing Happy to our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SXwzqzotY6I/AAAAAAAABeM/6fK5XUJU-CY/s1600-h/DSCN1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SXwzqzotY6I/AAAAAAAABeM/6fK5XUJU-CY/s400/DSCN1131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295164072389338018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats make 2 doggies in the family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/lh9PCHwU6N/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/lh9PCHwU6N/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=lh9PCHwU6N"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=lh9PCHwU6N"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=lh9PCHwU6N"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=lh9PCHwU6N"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/lh9PCHwU6N/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/xtreamzz/music/wtRbuQy8/the_click_five_empty_acoustic/"&gt;Empty (Acoustic) - The Click Five&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-6855152651105085816?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/6855152651105085816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=6855152651105085816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6855152651105085816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6855152651105085816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-like-tt.html' title='just like tt'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SXwzqzotY6I/AAAAAAAABeM/6fK5XUJU-CY/s72-c/DSCN1131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5274028646123948121</id><published>2009-01-18T20:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:04:48.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taLent</title><content type='html'>randomLY bumped into this wonderful site, displaying Ella's work of arts, each came with a little phase of her thoughts. i found her works very original, sometime abstract, sometime simple yet full of stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some samples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SXMn2pJPQ9I/AAAAAAAABdQ/xIQWq7XZj-k/s1600-h/memory2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SXMn2pJPQ9I/AAAAAAAABdQ/xIQWq7XZj-k/s400/memory2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292617806801486802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"she no longer wants to be just a memory anymore. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ellasworks.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2008-01-01T00%3A00%3A00%2B07%3A00&amp;updated-max=2009-01-01T00%3A00%3A00%2B07%3A00&amp;max-results=50"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SXMonh8it3I/AAAAAAAABdY/UwGozeAdc8g/s1600-h/quiet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SXMonh8it3I/AAAAAAAABdY/UwGozeAdc8g/s400/quiet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292618646682777458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was biking on his way home through the quiet village road."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ellasworks.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2006-01-01T00%3A00%3A00%2B07%3A00&amp;updated-max=2007-01-01T00%3A00%3A00%2B07%3A00&amp;max-results=41"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5274028646123948121?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5274028646123948121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5274028646123948121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5274028646123948121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5274028646123948121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/01/talent.html' title='taLent'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SXMn2pJPQ9I/AAAAAAAABdQ/xIQWq7XZj-k/s72-c/memory2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4401881812778384660</id><published>2009-01-10T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:10:25.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speeCh_less</title><content type='html'>Don’t know what’s with me yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;First was alighting 4 stops before drop-off point, when I was heading back to camp from Alexandra Hospital; that I had to limp all the way back to camp.  I was there to see specialist for my injured knee cap, which apparently was nothing serious and according to him was over strain. He prescribed some medicine and recommended me to physio. . .  oh yea while walking back, 2 similar buses passed me and I was like ZZZZ. Back in camp, I HO-LAN! I walked to wrong side of camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same day, booking out, I forgot I’d left my 11b(IC) at bunk when I was in front of the guard house! ZZZ la, walk all the way back . . . then board bus to Chua Chu Kang MRT station. Tap my card, and realize I was at the LRT side!!! OMG la, curse &amp; swear #$#@$#@. Luckily manage to tap out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself ‘that will be all’, recollecting the series of toot things. . .&lt;br /&gt;I took the wrong side la, head all the way to Boon Lay from Jurong.E middle platform interchange. So I took the reverse train and alighted at Jurong.E again, thinking I should take the other side, where actually the reverse one is heading the correct direction. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOTZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that was all .. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, my hair was cut again for the up coming co parade , ZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4401881812778384660?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4401881812778384660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4401881812778384660' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4401881812778384660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4401881812778384660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/01/speechless.html' title='speeCh_less'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5558868702392671522</id><published>2009-01-04T11:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:00:50.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>wheN priDe oVerrIDE senseS</title><content type='html'>My left knee cap really chui liao la! These days keep feeling this sharp ache even when I’m resting. This injury had been with me since Tekong-time. The pain was occasionally, I visited MO, but they just said nothing was wrong, same thing happen at SISPEC till I arrived at Gedong. The MO gave me this anti-inflammation /pain killer drug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it and just of that instant I felt I could do anything, so I chiong SOC, circuit training, but when the drug wear off, then this constant ache comes. Guess I had further aggregate the injury to the max. So I knock on their door again and said they will refer me to specialist and had them examined, which dragged for another month or so.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, guess I just pray for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was spend at jenny’s house for steamboat! Really wen-xin la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e SPred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backstage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1095.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1095.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum-mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1101.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1101.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=n507034614_1257023_9187.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/n507034614_1257023_9187.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=n523863882_1209759_135.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/n523863882_1209759_135.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=n507034614_1257001_2647.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/n507034614_1257001_2647.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5558868702392671522?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5558868702392671522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5558868702392671522' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5558868702392671522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5558868702392671522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-left-knee-cap-really-chui-liao-la.html' title='wheN priDe oVerrIDE senseS'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/th_DSCN1093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7237193955233848232</id><published>2009-01-03T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:18:38.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@___@</title><content type='html'>Now with retainer on, is darn man-fan la, which I’d to take off whenever I need to mankan. Always had to head in to toilet to take it off b4/after eating till I master the art of removing/putting on without aid of mirror! Ahaha. My speech got muffled too with it on, zzzz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst, in amour, my hand will be greasy most of the time, and I had to dump the whole hand in, ZZZZ, outfield how? @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo YO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN1087.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1088.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN1088.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another of my fav Disney theme- Whole new world from Aladin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1eGrUsxGks/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1eGrUsxGks/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=1eGrUsxGks"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=1eGrUsxGks"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=1eGrUsxGks"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=1eGrUsxGks"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/1eGrUsxGks/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/VRLYbs/music/9gLBKwF9/pbrysonreginabell_a_whole_new_world/"&gt;A whole new world - P.Bryson/Reginabell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i gonna buy Disney soundtracks real soon!!! really in love with th3m =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7237193955233848232?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7237193955233848232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7237193955233848232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7237193955233848232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7237193955233848232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='@___@'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4522680867196921974</id><published>2009-01-01T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:05:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cOUnt down 08</title><content type='html'>When was the last time I’d actually do a count-down? Hmm? Cant remembered, but I knew last year was at home starring at TV; then gaze through the windows, amazed by the fireworks when the clock struck 12. On the 23rd floor facing the city area, I actually had a nice view of the fire display but was nothing compared to watching them at Marina Bay itself! The flare blasted into the sky dispersing into an array of meteors, before dissipating into the night sky. Beautiful things don’t last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night met up the same old jing-gang w/0 John for 08 countdown! Some sushi-mania at the 99 cents/plate (Nikon musa).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1021.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dig-in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lion with his defying phyics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1064.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1064.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me playing with food again- mixture of wasabi with soy sauce, YEWWW i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1029.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we actually swirl through SMU under path before cont the way to Esplanade. Lots of detour here and there from the crowds, before we reached get our arse sited and anticipating the fire display! Thanks to lion navigation, if not sure ho-lan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along the way, some random photos were taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clins was very reluctant to join us in this shoot, too lame? hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1067.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1067.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like how this photo turn out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1069.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1069.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1073.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1073.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the very first bolt lit the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1080.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1080.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1081.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/DSCN1081.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then LOW BATTT! WTF????? #$%@#^%@#^%@#ZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The crowd went wild, for about 4mins reaching the climax then all just stood there starring into the night sky, then the finale multiple random blast jetted into the air, the crowd went wild again. When the last bolt ceased, the whole crowd just chiong for the exit, as if forgetting what just happened, amazed at the transition, me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the route we took back-trace out by lion, with me yelling happy new yr to random ppl along the way hahaaha, just went nuts all the time with close pals. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=route.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/route.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently browsing youtube for all the well-know disney sound track and chance upon Tarzan-theme song- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/VDf6RFS7cn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/VDf6RFS7cn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=VDf6RFS7cn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=VDf6RFS7cn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=VDf6RFS7cn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=VDf6RFS7cn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/VDf6RFS7cn/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/-kA09N/music/rVFVoCyB/phil_collins_youll_be_in_my_heart/"&gt;Youll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4522680867196921974?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4522680867196921974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4522680867196921974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4522680867196921974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4522680867196921974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2009/01/count-down-08.html' title='cOUnt down 08'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/th_DSCN1021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5029305889226966405</id><published>2008-12-27T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T18:42:25.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bRACe-LESS</title><content type='html'>So my braces got removed! The first thing that greeted me was the woozzzy smell of 2 years olds of dental plague around the braces region. Mind you is one thick lump la! So no hard food, no sticky food (my choc?) for the next few weeks till I get my retainer or else the teeth sure goona gives way! Guess I ‘d to get 2 bowl of soup now to what else but liquefy my food. @__@&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I wished that the braces never got removed, LOL! I don’t know why. .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here as amour spec, my hands un’doubly will be full of grease from those dang big $%@#$#@% weapons!!! Wearing/taking off retainer in between meals will be problematic! @__@ haiuZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5029305889226966405?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5029305889226966405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5029305889226966405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5029305889226966405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5029305889226966405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/12/brace-less.html' title='bRACe-LESS'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-381756672509437210</id><published>2008-12-27T09:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T09:38:34.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama/movie'/><title type='text'>Ponyo On The Cliff By The Sea</title><content type='html'>So the greatest living animator, Hayao Miyazaki has yet come up with another heart-felt film-Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SVWBTXm9nYI/AAAAAAAABdI/pBIc99jqOQI/s1600-h/200px-Ponyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SVWBTXm9nYI/AAAAAAAABdI/pBIc99jqOQI/s400/200px-Ponyo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284271907544079746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He touches his usual theme on ‘man vs nature’, about how man polluting the environment and that the nature decide to ‘fight’ back. Unlike Nausicaa, Princess mononoke, where the atmosphere is more intense and deep, this film is more light-hearted/child-like yet can be understood by all ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the film focuses more on the nature-innocent being of being just a child, which is fully depicted on 5 years old –Sosuke. He rescued Ponyo (a little mermaid, which I initially thought was plankton or something); he was worried in tears that the little thing is dying soon. Such is the concern of a little boy for a little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sosuke said something really touching, ‘no matter what form Ponyo is in, be it the mermaid form, half-human form or full human, he will still love her!’ that coming out from a little boy was again, WOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the film is about how Sosuke rescued this little mermaid whom in turn fall for him and having the desire to become human which unfortunately unrevealed some tsunami and about the overcoming of the catastrophe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Mel had picked up, the art-form is really child-like to the max, crayon-like figure, it seems more ‘approachable, touchable’  than the normal computerized one, though this film uses computer too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea the theme song is darn-cute la!!! Yet again Miyazaki collaborated with Joe Hisaishi in the music-play; which without doubt bring the film to life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a fan of Studio Ghibli, be sure to catch it, if you haven’t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice my hair, the middle part is over-shave! $@#%$#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0937.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/DSCN0937.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0983.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/DSCN0983.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random doodle while chatting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0946.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/DSCN0946.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0945.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/DSCN0945.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he reminded me of my short-attention span again!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0952.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/DSCN0952.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0954.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/DSCN0954.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this guy look like he's peeing or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0953.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/DSCN0953.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Hisaishi! the film will be w/o, w/o him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/C1O_F3L3eD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/C1O_F3L3eD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=C1O_F3L3eD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=C1O_F3L3eD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=C1O_F3L3eD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=C1O_F3L3eD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/C1O_F3L3eD/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/groups/YRpq7Ear/music/mj1Cb6wx/joe_hisaishi_ponyo_comes/"&gt;Ponyo Comes - Joe Hisaishi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can always watch it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-381756672509437210?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/381756672509437210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=381756672509437210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/381756672509437210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/381756672509437210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/12/ponyo-on-cliff-by-sea.html' title='Ponyo On The Cliff By The Sea'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SVWBTXm9nYI/AAAAAAAABdI/pBIc99jqOQI/s72-c/200px-Ponyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-8310618026138113079</id><published>2008-12-26T10:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:28:34.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas wiZTh litlle sIS</title><content type='html'>Last night; I decided to get out of house to get some presents (with initial thought of wanting to get out cux is really suck-Y to laid back at home on X’mas!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Sis decided to tag along!!! Orchard? [Too congested],  Bugis? [too many xiao hun-hun], Chinatown? [Halo its X’mas nt new Yr], that we finally decided just head down the purple line to Vivo. @__@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Browse through many gifts shops; my little sis point out something irritating about me; whenever we were about to get out from 1, something will sure caught my attention leaving me anchored there and starred/touch (involved 5 senses] it. so she will be walking out, notice me not around; turn around giving those ‘chicken pose’ (u know bending your 2 arms with your fists touching your waist), fuming! It happened like 3 times? LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its photos taking with my little sis (I still haven’t got the present)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0919.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/DSCN0919.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0908.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/DSCN0908.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she suggested some funny posed (she darn good at it, i only know how to open mouth and eye big big, sticking out tongue) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0914.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/DSCN0914.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0927.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/DSCN0927.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0928.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/DSCN0928.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0915.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/DSCN0915.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this one lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0922.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/DSCN0922.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of crazy-stunts, I recalled about the initial plan to get a gift! GeeZ!! By then most of the stores were closed, but luckily Candy Empire was still open (the place we set foot initially!), so got all those random al’carte chocs, with this gift bag and ta-da!!! @___@. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea bush bush was right about the miniature kinder burneo (those in sweet wrapper type), really made your high to the max la!!! But there’s no much after-taste, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so intense yet not long-lasting. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea those photos taken on the eve. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SVRO3C7lPlI/AAAAAAAABc4/lm3TBbgeNgI/s1600-h/n523863882_1160935_6733.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/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SVRO3C7lPlI/AAAAAAAABc4/lm3TBbgeNgI/s400/n523863882_1160935_6733.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283934970398981714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SVRO97B886I/AAAAAAAABdA/D7HK3PUvUdk/s1600-h/n523863882_1161010_3664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SVRO97B886I/AAAAAAAABdA/D7HK3PUvUdk/s400/n523863882_1161010_3664.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283935088537301922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no grp photos were taken, cux i was doing stunts as usual, playing with food, playing with cans, blowing the the bottle as if some sought of musical instrument, that John just wanna get out of the place!!! LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-8310618026138113079?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/8310618026138113079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=8310618026138113079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/8310618026138113079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/8310618026138113079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-wizth-litlle-sis.html' title='X&apos;mas wiZTh litlle sIS'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20his%20lttle%20sis/th_DSCN0919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5746242526016690829</id><published>2008-12-25T17:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:03:37.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><title type='text'>simple yet swt!</title><content type='html'>So how does Kai spend his Christmas Eve? He joined his 3 kakis who knew each other for 7+ years,  for dinner at Aston for some beefy steaks, followed by grabbing some sushi, drinks for game of Risk (u know that board game) @ my house. Guess this was the 4th time this year! LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played through the night, till my clock struck and my dog bark, and a toasting of some sparkling juice, with me having the honor of popping the cork of the bottle out my 23rd story floor; did it hit anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d always'd this thought since 2006, that Christmas Eve or Christmas day itself should be spend with someone dearly like, your partner; should be romantic and is really pathetic to spend with frens, but I guess spending with close pals, simple as it is yet is heart-warming enough to see through the festive. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[photos with John; usually is either me or lion or stm clins taking the shoots, @__@]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/P8im2eR1TD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/P8im2eR1TD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=P8im2eR1TD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=P8im2eR1TD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=P8im2eR1TD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=P8im2eR1TD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/P8im2eR1TD/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/charmlessman/music/-xpTdFxf/christian_bautista_01_the_way_you_look_at_me/"&gt;01. The Way You Look At Me - Christian Bautista&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was 2th anniversary i came to know YUI, ahhaha. . . i jump back to my older posts on how i spend my eve, and all were revolving on the same topic. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mooching choc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5746242526016690829?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5746242526016690829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5746242526016690829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5746242526016690829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5746242526016690829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple-yet-swt.html' title='simple yet swt!'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2151525554655307711</id><published>2008-12-21T09:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:07:45.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm 凹</title><content type='html'>As amour spec, everything I’d last seen at Sispec , from vehicles to weapons were petite to the max. We were introduced to 3 new weapons for the last 2 weeks; with GPMG (biggest weapon in infantry) to the recent 40 AGL (3 times the weight!, 33kg). I guess that the only pride we have being an amour spec. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical training gets tougher each day and wonder if my knee could take it or not. . .&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea! Next week from wed to sun, I’ll be off!!! Wonder what to do those few days? (still haven't go to Escape theme park, dont know since when i last said i want to go there, lol) And my braces gonna get remove next sat tentatively, excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;Sometime 1 shouldn’t drop the ‘L’ bomb too f ast  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;jus had hair cut yesterday, bloadDy HeLl lA , $12 for a hair cut w/o much hair, nvm, then cut till like cock like that, cut till like the mid abit concave in, which remind of the chinese character 凹 @____@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th Dec? ? ? you counting down to that day i last send you the mail? thinking too much. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, my corporal rank gonna be stripped and replaced with this -pin on rank-till we got our 3rd sergeant rank so as to recongnize us as 'specialist cadet' just because there are officer cadet, -___- so lame la spend $3 per uniform to sew up the rank, now had to remove, ZZZ.. .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/35JjhrtkOH/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/35JjhrtkOH/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=35JjhrtkOH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=35JjhrtkOH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=35JjhrtkOH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=35JjhrtkOH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/35JjhrtkOH/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/VR1kbI2/playlist/8iu9BTNx/oliviasometime_when_we_touch_music_playlist/"&gt;olivia-sometime when we touch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2151525554655307711?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2151525554655307711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2151525554655307711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2151525554655307711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2151525554655307711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmmm.html' title='hmmm 凹'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5183443014298856854</id><published>2008-12-14T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:37:06.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ma_Y tHi_nGs gO w_EL_L</title><content type='html'>Guess things will get sour midst of my bunk mates. This guy who supposedly had his guard duty today was on medical leave; thus naturally his bed buddy will stand by for him.  His buddy had his duty this week, thus was unfair for him to do so, but he’d no choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, he rang me up while I was catching ‘Boltz’ (geez of all time), saying ‘I’d sore eyes could you stand in for me?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was baffled! Then I replied ‘I need to go CGH’ via msg*sound as if, I cooked up some story? Just check up my previous post* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter was a serious of persuasion and stuff . . . of which I didn’t know the end result. Cux someone just had to do it. . .but what I can confirm will be a sense of awkwardness, silence when I book in later the day. Just hope for the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of CGH, the Dr. just touch my knee for &lt;10secs and concluded there nothing wrong with my knee! God, I know on the surface is ok, but the inside isn’t! waited 2 hr for &lt;1min examination (I understand that they prioritize time for more serious cases one, that they had to rush and stuff, but…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess tomorrow knock the door of Gedong’s MO’s orthopedic.. .&lt;br /&gt; ………..&lt;br /&gt;How the movie ‘Boltz’? Surface, recyclable yet touching themes like friendship, sacrifice and family are shown. There more to it. like the finding of one’s identity, when Boltz embark a journey leading him to find his true self (though the initial plan was to find his owner). Boltz who believed he had this super power, behave differently, out of ‘social norm’ of which the cat picked it up and said something like [a dog should behave like a dog] i.e. to say return a throw stick . . . so this bring up to 1 thing, should we do thing what the majority think is normal (of which Mel always bring it up), neglecting individual uniqueness? Bababababa, making a light-hearted movie so serious, LOL!  But the theme of ‘growing up’ is more avid, seeing young Boltz growing up….anyway I still didn’t found the movie 3D even though is #D form @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always wanted to show concern when I know you’re down or something, but don’t know why there this thing that stopping me . . Pride? Don’t dare to show my feeling?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5183443014298856854?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5183443014298856854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5183443014298856854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5183443014298856854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5183443014298856854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/12/may-things-go-well.html' title='ma_Y tHi_nGs gO w_EL_L'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1898615605227330779</id><published>2008-12-13T09:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:13:01.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleH</title><content type='html'>F@#$#@%k! Since BMTC I had spend &gt;90% of my pay!!! I didn’t splurge on clothes, shoes, bags but I did spend tons on FOOD, with supplements follow thereafter (roughly 100/mth), Supplements? Yes had been spending on ‘joint’ food from glucosamine to shark cartilage to fish oil, but it still didn’t seems to help much, @__@.  The training at ATI just worsen the condition, jumping down from tank every now and then, circuit training and stuff .. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead I decided to pay a visit tomorrow at Changi Hospital to have them examine, haiz. . ..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to control my spending by first: stop taking taxi back home from camp. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caching 'BOLT' later; cant wait to see that half-retard flurry ball hamham-RIHNO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SUMUda4Hl5I/AAAAAAAABDQ/YZodcu7lHkY/s1600-h/bolt8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SUMUda4Hl5I/AAAAAAAABDQ/YZodcu7lHkY/s400/bolt8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279085683871815570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- the term 'FUCK' was nvr once in my verbal vocabulary till i landed myself in NS...i even curse and swear in cubical when the urge of releasing the bowel just went off like that. . . but of course i will limit the usage once out of camp, cux it just so not me! =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1898615605227330779?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1898615605227330779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1898615605227330779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1898615605227330779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1898615605227330779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/12/bleh.html' title='bleH'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SUMUda4Hl5I/AAAAAAAABDQ/YZodcu7lHkY/s72-c/bolt8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7492923639824073193</id><published>2008-12-08T16:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:25:30.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open-up</title><content type='html'>So it also been months since I last met up with hwee, after that impulsive stunt on that day before BMTC. We landed ourselves at BUGIS and just walked randomly without any clue before landed at this ZI-CHA’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP8942.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/IMGP8942.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was then I realized a planned one will be better (but I’m just not that kind of person), after all she did mentioned craving for seafood . . .hahaa @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random photos taking. . . some stunts like dashing pass the fountain, zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP8970.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/IMGP8970.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY HAIR!!! grow grow grow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP8966.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/IMGP8966.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i dont do impossible stunt'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then settle at Ministry Of Food (MOF), where all the ‘get-to-know-u-better-talks’ begin. Like my close friend MEL and many other frens had observed, she did mentioned that I like to run away from certain topics, changing the subject randomly, attention span not there (especially when I kept playing with the utensils, food, etc etc, hahaha). . .which eventually leading her to play my food as well and asked me to eat it. . .Like me,  she’s the sought who thinks she’s right is right (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;more towards cute then irritating&lt;/span&gt; LOL), so one just had to back off (and is me @__@|||; surprise myself) LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute-little-desserts!! [mocha zen out of stock!!! @__@]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP8972.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/IMGP8972.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP8976.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/IMGP8976.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP8985.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/IMGP8985.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the time spend is fun for me . . . =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP8988.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/IMGP8988.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0894.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0894.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photos...on e way hm&lt;br /&gt;e uber spam chili powder ballz @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP8991.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/IMGP8991.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/?action=view&amp;current=IMGP8999.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/IMGP8999.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she did most of the photo-taking yesterday, cux i just not used to the new cam, i still used to the one uncle lend to me .. . @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of anything Is the most important. quoted from 'Virgin snow'-i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/URQys2rYbN/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/URQys2rYbN/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/AIDw6P/music/_oL2sNM_/rodrigo_guitar_concerto/"&gt;guitar concerto - Rodrigo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7492923639824073193?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7492923639824073193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7492923639824073193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7492923639824073193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7492923639824073193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/12/open-up.html' title='open-up'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20min/th_IMGP8970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2623976809389721713</id><published>2008-12-07T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:13:30.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frens</title><content type='html'>So I finally catch up with my poly frens after 5 months of army life @ this SIAM restaurant. Since all the guys had enter army so it’s no surprise that the talks revolve round army and more army. . lots of them change physically,  those boney one are more buffs up, while those meaty one slim down. . . @___@ with sc being the most obvious! After which chilled at starbucks before I called it a day. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0876.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0876.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'someone didnt on the flash?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2623976809389721713?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2623976809389721713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2623976809389721713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2623976809389721713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2623976809389721713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/12/frens.html' title='frens'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-3766315557084558349</id><published>2008-11-29T21:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:35:53.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>! Ometeto YUI</title><content type='html'>Ometeto!!!!!! YUI was ranked #1 in the recent CD-TV "most wanted lover" Ranking  [16/08/08]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she got it; not solely because of her look but also her talent as a singer-song writer! with her heart-felt songs; simply irresistible! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B3W7wXbL5hI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B3W7wXbL5hI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUI has work really hard to be where she is right now, frm a no-body back at 2006 when i first know this artiste. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway last week met up with sec-kakis to makan over @ Chomp chomp! Everyone was busy eating; that I just simply snap on the food we’d and  the aftermath! Ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e jumbo sugar cane i pre-ordered w/o their knowing (all were like complaining so much la, but in e end also finished! ZZZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0867.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0867.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The area around there is pretty serene, the lighting; atmosphere is really a good place for a date! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0868.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0868.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftermath! look@ the mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0869.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0869.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just todae met up with Mel and Cal over for lunch at Fish &amp; co. after which head back to Rob CP, to meet up with those colleagues/friends I used to see every day back when I was a promoter there! All (except those new staff) still recognize me after like 4months **so swt**, but some took awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through some items when this auntie-promoter (whom I knew) came asking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We having 20% now, can I help you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you still remember me?” I replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We having 20% now, can I help you?” she repeated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You really don’t know me ar?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then she finally “AHaaha, you are that boy ar!” (took her awhile, LOL!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some tofu-éclair for them; some took, some ps. Then there is this new staff over there, really cute one. My initial plan was to purposely left some over and pass it to her, but some auntie-promoter whom I don’t intended to give anyway very zi-tong go take then in the end don’t have lioa! So my plan buong lioa. . .@__@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing this musician, Richard Clayderman performing Mariage d'Amour, accompanied by xylophone! very bright yet light-heartening! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/kvZ9fJ35p6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/kvZ9fJ35p6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/juby0110/music/Ohc-7jva/richard_clayderman_mariage_damour/"&gt;Mariage dAmour - Richard Clayderman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis intro this piece (piano-version) to me one,like so  profound then me! lOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea forgot to mention that i got to drive the Bionix AFV (amour fighting vehicle) [size of a  tank]!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESH i drove this jumbo-daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/STFSHPld3aI/AAAAAAAABDI/DR3iqBlAJow/s1600-h/300px-Bi25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/STFSHPld3aI/AAAAAAAABDI/DR3iqBlAJow/s400/300px-Bi25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274086923023801762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun la, like how many people got to drive that big daddy!  i must say driving it is like a jumbo go-cart except that it comes with a gear and is definitely easier to drive  then a car cux you get to drive it when you just learned it! LOL, i was scolded for speeding too =/ @__@. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said that, e worst part is post-driving, when all the maintenance comes in, the grease (texture of butter except that its black in color, you had to use your bare hand to smear the parts with that! tough  luck!)had e luxuries to drive it but had the responsibility to do the most-tedious maintenance in SAF, suck thumb lor, wat to do, can easily down-pes with my conditions 9injuries and all those, but shan't, less i really cant take it, cux the real training yet to come. .. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo,  my physical fitness also drop like mad (alot ppl said  i became fatter lioa), so many weeks since my last physical training cux learning to drive ma + the signal set thingy, lecture and lecture so drop from sliver to a FAILED in e recent IPPT,zzzzz, i cant jump my SBJ lioa, zzzzz. mux otot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-3766315557084558349?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/3766315557084558349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=3766315557084558349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3766315557084558349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3766315557084558349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/ometeto-yui.html' title='! Ometeto YUI'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/STFSHPld3aI/AAAAAAAABDI/DR3iqBlAJow/s72-c/300px-Bi25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2564969674038875399</id><published>2008-11-23T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:50:42.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miyazaki Aoi!</title><content type='html'>gosh in mins back to Gedong! waaAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway finished 2 J-movies over the weekends, Virgin Snow and Tada, Kimi wo Ashiteru; both starring uber-cute Miyazaki Aoi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing  Miyazaki Aoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSlRHjZuLUI/AAAAAAAABDA/eK0g-9DwGhQ/s1600-h/Miyazaki_Aoi-headshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSlRHjZuLUI/AAAAAAAABDA/eK0g-9DwGhQ/s400/Miyazaki_Aoi-headshot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271834029017935170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Decide to catch her works cux had seen her at NANA, which had left me quite deep impression and had heard loads of good comments on her acting skills, but of course the main reason for get me watching is this cutie (no doubt on her acting skills, she know for expressing herself via body language, which explained her limited lines in movie =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both movies are rather slow-paced revolving round sweet-innocence romance! both shared 1 similarity; Miyazaki Aoi both left the lead actor suddenly just when love begin to spark. . . shall blog more bout the movies when i book out! tata!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;still prefer her cute-blur-innocence role in Tada, Kimi wo Aishiteru &lt;br /&gt;watch the trailer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h-964a7Wv_w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h-964a7Wv_w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2564969674038875399?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2564969674038875399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2564969674038875399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2564969674038875399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2564969674038875399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/miyazaki-aoi.html' title='Miyazaki Aoi!'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSlRHjZuLUI/AAAAAAAABDA/eK0g-9DwGhQ/s72-c/Miyazaki_Aoi-headshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1919287551541671053</id><published>2008-11-22T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:29:45.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Yuki no hana (snowflower)</title><content type='html'>Yuki no hana ( translated as Snowflower) - Mika Nakashima (this song really touches me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/NPYdEy5vql/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/NPYdEy5vql/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/urbana/music/zKFeIxAs/nakashima_mika/"&gt;雪の華 - Nakashima Mika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here the translation if u're interested. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics to Snowflower (Yuki No Hana) :&lt;br /&gt;Together hand in hand we walked through evening gloom&lt;br /&gt;Long shadows on the pavement, cast from the sunset sky&lt;br /&gt;If only this would last until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;And if this is forever I swear that I could cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The northern wind starts to blow&lt;br /&gt;And the smell of winter’s in the air&lt;br /&gt;As we take each step upon the ground&lt;br /&gt;The season of love grows near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could share the very first snowflowers of the year&lt;br /&gt;In your arms where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Watch as the city turns from grey to white&lt;br /&gt;The day turns into night&lt;br /&gt;Love that floats like wayward clouds, that’s not what we’re about&lt;br /&gt;Sure and strong is my love for you&lt;br /&gt;And it comes from the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side, to catch me when I fall&lt;br /&gt;I can cast my fears aside; feel twice as tall&lt;br /&gt;If only this would last, this smile upon my face&lt;br /&gt;And if this is forever, you’re my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights were so cold without you&lt;br /&gt;And the days were always short on light&lt;br /&gt;Now a fire’s warming me through&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly this upturned world is feeling right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could share the very first snowflowers of the year&lt;br /&gt;In your arms where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Watch as the city turns from grey to white&lt;br /&gt;The day turns into night&lt;br /&gt;Love that floats like wayward clouds, that’s not what we’re about&lt;br /&gt;Sure and strong is my love for you&lt;br /&gt;And it comes from the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there comes a time when you have lost your way&lt;br /&gt;I’ll turn myself into a star to guide you through&lt;br /&gt;If ever you find tears upon your face&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could share the very first snowflowers of the year&lt;br /&gt;In your arms where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Watch as the city turns from grey to white&lt;br /&gt;The day turns into night&lt;br /&gt;Love that floats like wayward clouds, that’s not what we’re about&lt;br /&gt;Sure and strong is my love for you&lt;br /&gt;The city turns from grey to white&lt;br /&gt;The day turns into night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could share the very first snowflowers of the year&lt;br /&gt;In your arms where I belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold winds from the North blow&lt;br /&gt;The sky casts its last glow&lt;br /&gt;But you and I are standing strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to hwfan for these lyrics)&lt;br /&gt;[ Snowflower (Yuki No Hana) Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1919287551541671053?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1919287551541671053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1919287551541671053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1919287551541671053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1919287551541671053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/yuki-no-hana-snowflower.html' title='Yuki no hana (snowflower)'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7602813695108711365</id><published>2008-11-22T10:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:30:12.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mankan'/><title type='text'>Ministry of Food, japanese casual restaurant + cafe</title><content type='html'>So I found a perfect place for Japanese dessert (thx to mel) @ Bugis Junction. They called themselves Ministry Of Food or MOF, probably got their idea from MOS but both are definitely non-related.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main course wise, I’d this cold seafood ramen. One wouldn’t have imagined that mayonnaise could go well with noodles You I was skeptic initially but gave it a try as both the chef and he highly recommended it. It took about 10minutes before the dish was served. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a humongous shared! [Cold seafood raman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0857.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0857.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called it a 2in1 dish as it served both as a starter (salad) as well as main dish (the ramen) with generous amount of mayonnaise + some Jap sauce. I guess if you mixed the dish well enough, you will feel ton of surprises in your mouth, sometime there’s crunchy (from the squid, cucumber, and toasted almond), sometime juicy- soft bite from the tomatoes.  As for me, I just eat the noodles and the salad separately as I just can’t seem to place the noodles and the vegetables on the ladle. @___@ well anyway the presentation is a wow factor and will get you indulge any sooner, but since there generous amount of mayo, one may felt’ je-lat’ after ¾ way so I suggest this is a dish for 2! =] and it fast, cux a cold dish could ‘dish up’ some water after awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look light and simple @____@. If you like mild taste, this for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0860.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0860.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the maguro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0859.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0859.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually before I even tucked in, I knew it wouldn’t be as good as the one I tried back at Waraku, judging by the flesh and all that. He agreed with me too. Its not fatty, not sweet.  Bah this dish was a spoiler and waste of $$$, LOL. But hey at least no we know this stall sashimi cannot make it. LOL! So fast come to judgment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the dessert! Woooooooooooza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mocha Zen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0862.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/DSCN0862.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot! Ultimate sweetness from the bean paste yet not je-lat. The slight bitterness mocha ice-cream just sought of balance the sweetness, but it’s still overwhelming. The flavor just lingered in your mouth! Mouthful after mouthful, I just can’t stop! Plus the rice ball, simple it look, but its great even on its own! I guess this dish will be lagi sweeter if shared with your loved one =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel had his Mocha Kurian (I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0864.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/DSCN0864.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His is like some sundae with some jelly some mix of fruits and bla blla. Looks fanciful; but don’t think as good, hahaha @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebekawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0865.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0865.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then come the ebekawa (some baked mochi in red bean paste, and honey?)&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can’t taste anything sweet after that mocha zen, cux its already at its peak, if I hadn’t have wash my mouth with green tea! LOL. Hmm the dish wasn’t as impressive as it looks but is definitely a ‘work of art’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7602813695108711365?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7602813695108711365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7602813695108711365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7602813695108711365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7602813695108711365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/ministry-of-food-japanese-casual.html' title='Ministry of Food, japanese casual restaurant + cafe'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/th_DSCN0862.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1743531856511917874</id><published>2008-11-21T10:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:44:10.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i wrong?</title><content type='html'>Sometime I just wanna spark a conversation to show my concerns, but feared that I may seen as over-persistent.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I chose to be neutral, refusing to talk of sudden, which make me seen as indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo @_______@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quickly back to Armour and guess will be to shag to think all these laio. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jux thought of the tittle as my itunes was playng 'Am i wrong?' too by dear YUI =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1743531856511917874?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1743531856511917874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1743531856511917874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1743531856511917874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1743531856511917874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/am-i-wrong.html' title='Am i wrong?'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-3517624182242827620</id><published>2008-11-19T18:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:30:33.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama/movie'/><title type='text'>A moment to remember</title><content type='html'>Ah just finished this heart-wrenching yet warming K-movie titled [A moment to remember]. &lt;br /&gt;We all know both Japan and Korean are good at their recycled theme of either lead roles dying from certain diseases that bring the audience to tears. Cliché as it always is, it still never failed to touch our heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSPoUjXzOyI/AAAAAAAABC4/ugAiLiTdrdY/s1600-h/200px-A_Moment_to_Remember_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSPoUjXzOyI/AAAAAAAABC4/ugAiLiTdrdY/s400/200px-A_Moment_to_Remember_Poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270311428743707426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other K/J-movie or drama I’d watched revolving round this theme like “autumn in my heart’, ‘Taiyou no Uta’, ‘Koizora’, ‘1L of tears’ and even the America ‘A walk to remember’, this one is different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing the lead roles suffered worse than parting- Physically they were together but fate just plays a nasty part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when the couple was beginning to enjoying their blissful marriage, the lead actress discovered that she was down with Alzheimer (genetic), which slowly but progressively deleting her memories.  Alzheimer, it brings forth mental death before a physical one, soon she will forget where she live, where the convenience store, eventually forgetting the love ones (like I mentioned earlier, physically they were together but he will just be another stranger).  &lt;br /&gt;She said ‘Soon I will forget you, lets part when we’re still happy’ &lt;br /&gt;‘I be your memory and heart’ he said (so sweet!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, there no other medical means but only pills can slow the degeneration. He tired all means to help her retain her memories, notepads etc but still one day she said I love you XX (her ex-lover name). He grit his teeth, clench his fist and said I love you too before weeping behind the close door; a very tragic scene. Imagine the one you hold dearest looking straight into your eye saying she love someone else. He knows she wasn’t referring to him but still he pretended. .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was only moment later, that she suddenly recall her memory with him that she realize what she had just said had really broken his heart. She immediately penned down while her memory still hanging loose, saying she is sorry, that she love him only, that she dint have to remember him as he’s already part of him and decide to leave him for good thinking that’s the best way for him to forget her and to stop bring him grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still managed to find him eventually . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the movie finishes off with him replaying the first time they met in the convenience store with all her friends and family in the store (i weep here). He takes her back to the retirement home as they are driving off he finally tells her he loves her (for the first time).&lt;br /&gt;From here it really teaches one thing, even though you may shown how much you love someone, but always treasure the moment to say it before it’s too late. ;i still nvr learn ,@__@, haiz; Its &lt;br /&gt;nearly too late for him though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the director is pretty smart with plot too. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One part the show, she mentioned ‘I got to know you because I was forgetful (she went back to the convenience store to retrieve her misplaced wallet and met him) and continued saying now I going to forget you because I am forgetful’ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another part is, when she first bring the topic of marriage to him, he replied ‘you are always too confident, life isn’t always that smooth.’ Then subsequently after their marriage, the guy said ‘he going to help her with her regain her memory, try ways to cure her, she replied the same thing, ‘are always too confident, life isn’t always that smooth.’.&lt;br /&gt;There are some nice analogy too, the carpenter analogy (the guy is architect himself) I call it. the guy held this hatred to his mum and would never want to forgive her. The girl mentioned that he had too much room in his room for hatred and said ‘forgiveness is about having just a little room for hatred.’ A true carpenter build his house within, no matter how wonderful on the exterior, he may still shiver inside’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, this is a movie I really recommend to watch. Can catch it at mysoju.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;Alzheimer is like having a eraser in my brain she said. T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment to remember OST - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cD8-5LJPkc/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cD8-5LJPkc/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/41GuDVS/music/s3bQgaiD/ost_a_moment_to_remember/"&gt;A moment to remember - OST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/rNIY1jfldW/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/rNIY1jfldW/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/ARxbf7/music/pibLBjn0/min_seol_a_moment_to_remember/"&gt;A moment to remember - Min Seol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-3517624182242827620?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/3517624182242827620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=3517624182242827620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3517624182242827620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3517624182242827620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/moment-to-remember.html' title='A moment to remember'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSPoUjXzOyI/AAAAAAAABC4/ugAiLiTdrdY/s72-c/200px-A_Moment_to_Remember_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5267388874863858275</id><published>2008-11-18T23:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:30:46.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YUI'/><title type='text'>YUI-I'll be =]</title><content type='html'>Yea! Finally got hold myself of YUI’s latest album (4th)- MY SHORT STORIES. This album compiles all of YUI past B-side single with a new song’ I’ll be’. Many peeps out there still had no idea what A-side, what B-side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you see in a single, there are usually 2 songs if you don’t include the instrumental version. The A-side is the song that the company heavily advertises on, i.e. on commercial via anime/drama/movie-tie in , while B-side is so called the ‘filler’ to the whole single. So is A-side always better? Yes usually, but not always some B-side of YUI songs stand out more than A-side, e.g.her 10th single,’ Jam’ stand out more than ‘Love&amp; Truth’ and ‘ I wanna be’ stand out more than ‘Namidairo’ in her 11th single. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lovely cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLlfcEvyQI/AAAAAAAABCI/SExWOtwtE_w/s1600-h/Photo0583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLlfcEvyQI/AAAAAAAABCI/SExWOtwtE_w/s400/Photo0583.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270026842251708674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLlq-uSUkI/AAAAAAAABCQ/_JrugVaf_0Y/s1600-h/Photo0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLlq-uSUkI/AAAAAAAABCQ/_JrugVaf_0Y/s400/Photo0584.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270027040531305026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the back cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLl5onQFtI/AAAAAAAABCY/Xt93zoY5pLc/s1600-h/Photo0586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLl5onQFtI/AAAAAAAABCY/Xt93zoY5pLc/s400/Photo0586.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270027292294256338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the photos shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLmEuNB0lI/AAAAAAAABCg/XvUehxxBocs/s1600-h/Photo0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLmEuNB0lI/AAAAAAAABCg/XvUehxxBocs/s400/Photo0588.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270027482773443154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this look real cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLmRwtiHCI/AAAAAAAABCo/kUFUheAytq4/s1600-h/Photo0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLmRwtiHCI/AAAAAAAABCo/kUFUheAytq4/s400/Photo0590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270027706784947234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sticker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLmdyg6fEI/AAAAAAAABCw/9CADzicnjps/s1600-h/Photo0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLmdyg6fEI/AAAAAAAABCw/9CADzicnjps/s400/Photo0592.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270027913427319874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this album is really worth it, cux it contains many of YUI’s street live performances, where she started her career as a street-performer initially (or rather practice in the street), that I not too sure yet. What’s more, it even came with a sticker, LOL! I mean who in the right mind would tear out the sticker and paste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUI-I'll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/TzGufdjUQ2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/TzGufdjUQ2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/gSR3ZYS/music/snTyzDpk/yui_ill_be/"&gt;Ill be - YUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling happy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5267388874863858275?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5267388874863858275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5267388874863858275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5267388874863858275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5267388874863858275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/yui-ill-be.html' title='YUI-I&apos;ll be =]'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SSLlfcEvyQI/AAAAAAAABCI/SExWOtwtE_w/s72-c/Photo0583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7821152203354306089</id><published>2008-11-17T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:01:11.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOUR!!</title><content type='html'>So I landed myself in 1 of the most wu-luest camp here in mainland Singapore @ Sungei Gedong. Right now I’ll be training in the School of Amour (SOA), or more specifically Amour Infantry Leader Course (AILC). This course will stretch a total of 22weeks!, the longest post-Sispec life, other range from 6-13weeks.  So that’s mean a delayed sergeant rank (hopefully I can still get it with my sustain injuries, finger cross-cross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be camp ,right? Cux the staff over there gave us this week to clear our block leave! Most of them had left with 2days since Tekong, but I accumulated 2 extra days for my drill squad team won the first place back at Tekong, thus the ‘gift’.=]. My bunk mates were all giving me a sunken face when I booked up today and 1 even threaten to overturn my bed and stuff. LOL @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus this whole week I’ll be free!  Guess gonna catch up with some friends real soon, but most of them also in camp @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, and I will get to drive this tank in the midst of course! Looking forward to it. first impression will be fun, but I guess it wouldn’t be that comfortable inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be expecting more field camp, more cleaning of arms (man here in Amour there tons of weapons to maintained, zzzz), more soc , more lecture more theories to memorize, more technical handling test, more this more that @______________________________________________@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u get when u cross a double-edged sword with a clench fist&gt;? (All amour guy will know it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7821152203354306089?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7821152203354306089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7821152203354306089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7821152203354306089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7821152203354306089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/amour.html' title='AMOUR!!'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2890099672901046374</id><published>2008-11-15T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:11:13.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neglecting my pride~</title><content type='html'>So my life there at SISPEC had come to a halt with the 28km road march marked the ending, the march commenced last night at 10 pm and ended today at 5am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall out at the 16km point (2am) as I couldn’t bear the pain on my injured knee cap and ankle anymore.  The medic who attended to me said that I tighten my ankle way too much (cux I was wearing ankle guard + black tape), same thing for my knee cap as well. I guess that phobia was carried on after completing the 24km BMTC road march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered back that I still grinned my teeth and managed to finished the march with the injuries; consequences -worsen the condition. I had problem walking up, down stairs after that, if not for the 12 days rest I don’t think I can make it for SISPEC too. This psychological barrier of not wanting to aggravate the condition (I don’t want to feel the pain of walking up down stairs anymore) is there since then. Coupled with the sprained ankle further lower my morale + will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chiong 8km (&lt;2hrs)  from the 4km-12km point, that part of time I was really mentally shag, I could feel the pain but continue to press on and swayed behind my platoon. I just look down and count each step I took to neutralize any thoughts. However I can’t help but already thinking of what reasons to give my staff sergeant that I want to fall out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we reached the 12km point (the toughest part of the march). I was so mentally shag that, I gave in to my emotion and weep in the dark after my staff told me to cont. yes I did another 4km  and finally convinced my staff that I couldn’t take it anymore. I guess it not a pride matter that I want to cont or not, back then with my ego I will press on no matter what, but having mentioned the psychological barrier + mentally shag I chose to forsake it. &lt;br /&gt;I still conclude that my physical fitness wasn’t there yet due to the fact that I missed out lots of conditioned running (again injuries). . . at the 6km point I was already using my mental str to press on to the 16km point (physically shag coupled with injuries). So at the 16km I just gave in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I search deep within myself and realize that I gave up cux I just couldn’t take it, with the injuries as excuses to fall out. . . perhaps I yet to cross that psychological barrier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got posted to Armor infantry- another chiong-sua unit. In fact 7/10 of my bunk mates going there! LOL. I had totally no idea why they would post someone with injuries background to a super duper notorious chiong-sua unit. Zzzzz. And it will be another 22weeks! @___@. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hopefully I got assigned to drive the tank then don’t really need to chiong laio! Now with CPL rank , guess I had to uphold it with certain responsibility too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2890099672901046374?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2890099672901046374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2890099672901046374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2890099672901046374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2890099672901046374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/neglecting-my-pride.html' title='neglecting my pride~'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5246635254875014780</id><published>2008-11-08T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:34:21.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choo choo train</title><content type='html'>Thursday was darn hectic la! SOC test early in the morning and thereafter we head straight for urban operation at some abandon building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I’d skipped most of the conditioning training for SOC due to injuries here and there; I wasn’t really prepared for the test but decided to do it anyway. The 600m rundown was alright, then the low wall took me 2 tries to overcome, and as I was heading for the parallel beam, my rifle sling slip la, and the whole darn rifle drop! ZZZZ! Squad down picked it up, readjusted the sling and shake head before cont. then came the monkey bar, I slip @ the point 2 bar before finished, as the bar was kinda wet (drizzle in the morning)!  Sergeant scolded me ‘Gei-kiang, for using 1 hand on 1 bar instead of 2 hands on 1) then I repeated the process and cleared it. when came to the low rope I already darn shag, lost momentum from the sudden stop when rifle drop + do the monkey bar twice, so totally gave up after 2 attempts. . . so the rest of the obstacles were done half-heartedly, low morale liao. . . zzzz. 50% of  the 600m rundown to finished line was done walking(actually is really shag cux from the lack of conditioning, haiz).  Well considering how many SOC conditioning lesson + morning run I’d missed and still did better than those who had gone through all those lessons, was able to console myself . . . LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then siao siao rushed back to company line, bring down stuff and head for urban ops. . spend a night over at the abandon building and I concluded myself that I would rather sleep in the open field with muddy mud, without shelter +creepy crawlies then squeeze in a confined area. . .well at least I slept soundly during field camp, maybe field camp more shag then can sleep  well? Maybe. . . cux urban ops was kinda slack and slow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I realize I had gain a solid 4-5kg since entering sispec! OMG! Spend 8 weeks here, so is like2kg gain/mth!! I guess that load came from post-field camp days when level of physical activities decrease and with my intake of food cont to increase+ skipping of runs due to injuries. . . I tried to do some pull up last week after like 2 weeks never pulled and realize I can only do half of what I usually did! SIAO LIAO LA!!! Last time can SUA SUA say anytime can do at least 8 now 4 also got problem laio, ZZZZ!!!! SEIBEI JIALET.. . Must  do some individual OTOT (own time own training) laio. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 weeks just passed like that and next week is graduation parade laio! 28km road march and head straight to parade square! (wonder if my injured knee cap coupled with sprain ankle can take it?) And our staff had passed us out CPL rank laio! =] finally got something sews onto my NO.4 liao!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can said I trying to act blur when I’m really blur?  Haiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i randomly heard this familiar song over the net! it is the opening song for Autumn in my heart (my first Korean drama i think!)flashbacks of those scenes immediately came rushing down my brain. . . this song is really powerful/emotional as it managed to immediatly sink into heart and grasp your attention at the very beginning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Dljtbky3IW/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Dljtbky3IW/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/aznboixkm/music/vc6VHo9c/autumn_in_my_heart_autumn_in_my_heartreason/"&gt;Autumn In My Heart-Reason - Autumn In My Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5246635254875014780?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5246635254875014780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5246635254875014780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5246635254875014780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5246635254875014780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/choo-choo-train.html' title='choo choo train'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7353320929671985689</id><published>2008-11-02T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:00:42.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how many of u had read this? scary #11</title><content type='html'>On May 26, 2008 at 12:26 PM nightmare said:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Pretty Chilling - read to the bottom. Try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; If you are a sceptical person - still read on as it's actually very interesting! !&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; This is actually really freaky!! (Mainly the end part, but read it all first)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 1) New York City has 11 letters&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 2) Afghanistan has 11 letters.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 3) Ramsin Yuseb has 11 letters . (The terrorist who threatened to destroy the Twin Towers in 1993)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 4) George W Bush has 11 letters.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; This could be a mere coincidence, but this gets interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 1) New York is the 11th state.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 2) The first plane crashing against the Twin Towers was flight number 11.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 3) Flight 11 was carrying 92 passengers. 9 + 2 = 11&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 4) Flight 77 which also hit Twin Towers , was carrying 65 passengers. 6 + 5 = 11&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 5) The tragedy was on September 11, or 9/11 as it is now known. 9 + 1+ 1 =11&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 6) The date is equal to the US emergency services telephone number 911.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Sheer coincidence. .?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Read on and make up your own mind:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 1) The total number of victims inside all the hi-jacked planes was 254.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 2 + 5 + 4 = 11&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 2) September 11 is day number 254 of the calendar year.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 3) The Madrid bombing took place on 3/11/2004. 3 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 4 = 11.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 4) The tragedy of Madrid happened 911 days after the Twin Towers incident.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Now this is where things get totally eerie:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; The most recognized symbol for the US , after the Stars &amp; Stripes, is the Eagle. The following verse is taken from the Koran, the Islamic holy book:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 'For it is written that a son of Arabia would awaken a fearsome Eagle. The wrath of the Eagle would be felt throughout the lands of Allah while some of the people trembled in despair still more rejoiced: for the wrath of the Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah and there was peace.'&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; That verse is number 9.11 of the Koran.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Unconvinced about all of this still ..?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Try this and see how you feel afterwards, it made my hair stand on end:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Open Microsoft Word and do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 1. Type in upper case Q33 NY. This is the flight number of the first plane to hit one of the Twin Towers .&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 2. Highlight the Q33 NY.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 3. Change the font size to 48.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; 4. Change the actual font to the WINGDINGS……………………&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; What do you think now????&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7353320929671985689?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7353320929671985689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7353320929671985689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7353320929671985689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7353320929671985689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-many-of-u-had-read-this-scary-11.html' title='how many of u had read this? scary #11'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-8580174765286679987</id><published>2008-11-02T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:58:14.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOCKIE MANIC</title><content type='html'>HELP IM ADDICTED TO CHOC! I’D BEEN CONSUMING 1of those 250G (THOSE BIG BAR ONE) ONCE PER WEEK!!! NOW THAT’S 1KG OF CHOC PER MONTH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven been collecting the wrappers for a while now, just few weeks ago that I started to keep it to keep track on the amount I had consumed over the months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The levels of activities in SISPEC will undoubly burns those immense calories from CHOC but now coming near end of training, the CHOC just unknowingly but quite obviously been accumulating in my tummy as lots of peeps had been pointing that out!!! LOL. . .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CANT STRIPPED CHOC AWAY FROM MY LIFE. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-8580174765286679987?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/8580174765286679987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=8580174765286679987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/8580174765286679987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/8580174765286679987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/11/chockie-manic.html' title='CHOCKIE MANIC'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2399344678416613766</id><published>2008-10-31T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:07:33.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=]'/><title type='text'>BO0M</title><content type='html'>Woot today, fire the matador (sub-caliber); and suffered temporary deafness (think 5 secs) from it as I didn’t attached my ear plug properly. There this echoing of sounds lingering within my eardrum for mins before it goes away. Right now I can still felt some pain. . . complacent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea just last week received my early Christmas gift from my cousin- The lasted version of ipod nano; an 8gd 1! Is darn sleek la!  =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SQsragluorI/AAAAAAAABCA/72y1TPXuPZQ/s1600-h/225px-IPod_Nano_4G_black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SQsragluorI/AAAAAAAABCA/72y1TPXuPZQ/s400/225px-IPod_Nano_4G_black.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348323937329842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memory so much also dont know how to use. . . @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling tired! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last had my fri book out, cux for the past 4 wks had been staying back till sat for 'self' studying and 're-testing' as i failed this signal test not once but twice until last wk i just managed to clear it. . . ZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai should start swimming tomo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2399344678416613766?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2399344678416613766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2399344678416613766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2399344678416613766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2399344678416613766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/10/bo0m.html' title='BO0M'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SQsragluorI/AAAAAAAABCA/72y1TPXuPZQ/s72-c/225px-IPod_Nano_4G_black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-4233872864660215703</id><published>2008-10-27T17:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:31:09.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>说好的幸福呢</title><content type='html'>im not a fan of mandarin pop, least male pop artist but i recently chance into 1 of Jay's latest album song -   说好的幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周杰伦 - 说好的幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;词：方文山 曲：周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的回话凌乱着 在这个时刻&lt;br /&gt;我想起喷泉旁的白鸽 甜蜜散落了&lt;br /&gt;情绪莫名的拉扯 我还爱你呢&lt;br /&gt;而你断断续续唱着歌 假装没事了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间过了 走了 爱情面临选择&lt;br /&gt;你冷了 倦了 我哭了&lt;br /&gt;离开时的不快乐 你用卡片手写着&lt;br /&gt;有些爱只给到这真的痛了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么了 你累了&lt;br /&gt;说好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不说了&lt;br /&gt;爱淡了 梦远了&lt;br /&gt;(我都还记得)&lt;br /&gt;开心与不开心一一细数着&lt;br /&gt;你再不舍&lt;br /&gt;那些爱过的感觉都太深刻&lt;br /&gt;我都还记得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不等了&lt;br /&gt;说好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我错了 泪干了&lt;br /&gt;放手了 后悔了&lt;br /&gt;只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着&lt;br /&gt;要怎么停呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gt so addicted to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/prVVzcmVyF/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/prVVzcmVyF/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/3DcWyJ2/playlist/HLU8dEGD/jay_zhou_shi_luo_fei_zhu_liu_music_play/"&gt;Jay Zhou 周杰伦 - shi luo fei zhu liu 失落非主流 (说好的幸福呢)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got some time to cont watching densha-otoko, a j-drama depicting how this otaku felling in love with this elegant lady. he felt inferior and always dependent on his online pals for advises. . . when i came to episode 6, i decided not to cont watching it cux some misunderstanding arise just when things  went well, haiz i guess drama mus be like that if not -how to cont? i jux cant bear to cont watching it and at the same time dislike the idea of misunderstanding even though things may go happily ever after. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to cont watching it, and realize it wasnt a misunderstanding afterall zzzz   @__@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-4233872864660215703?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/4233872864660215703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=4233872864660215703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4233872864660215703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/4233872864660215703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='说好的幸福呢'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-6354250323575566415</id><published>2008-10-25T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:31:20.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>LOVE ME - COLLIN RAYE</title><content type='html'>"Love Me by COLLIN RAYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. He said,&lt;br /&gt;"Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I loved your Grandma so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together.&lt;br /&gt;Get married in the first town we came to, and live forever.&lt;br /&gt;But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, instead of her&lt;br /&gt;I found this letter, and this is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then, till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you. Love, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away,&lt;br /&gt;In the doorway of a church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years;&lt;br /&gt;But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then, till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you. Love, me.&lt;br /&gt;Between now and then, till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you. Love, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ibk2o5SUvx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ibk2o5SUvx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/K5i-Kc/music/sIEyVkLM/colin_raye_love_me/"&gt;Love Me - Colin Raye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chance upon this beautiful song thanks to my little sis, very sentimental and bittersweet . . . wat think you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave a same thought once again, why i can clean cut with someone easily whom i once cherish so much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-6354250323575566415?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/6354250323575566415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=6354250323575566415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6354250323575566415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6354250323575566415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-me-collin-raye.html' title='LOVE ME - COLLIN RAYE'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-9054297618567755353</id><published>2008-10-25T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:43:57.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=]'/><title type='text'>2 grusome weeks down!</title><content type='html'>God!!! I finally see through these gruesome 2 solid weeks of duo field camp[s] + 2 navigation [s] combos. . . lots of things to share, to rant about, stupid stories to tell about .. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night out platoon was turn out in the middle of night in our FBO attire (vest+ field pack+ rifle + additional 8.9kg matador for me). It was pitching dark, slippery, and we had to scale all the way downhill with our torch and the drizzling just worsen the terrain. The load I harboring was about 30kg, more than half of my body weight la! I staggered down cautiously but suay suay fell into a pit hole with my ankle twisted in a 90 degree angle; I still bite my teeth and went down. Downhill, we were asked to high kneel (kneel down), with the load and received our ‘order’- to get back to our harboring area and prone down in FBO attire and do 1/3 alert for 1.5hrs. I did it for like 10 mins and already breathless, cux the load is really compressing me, squashing my balls that I just took the risk and sit down and just kept my eye open on sergeant patrolling. I doze off eventually and heng heng not kena caught.  In fact I did lots of ‘offenses’ during the camp like leaving my rifle unattended and peeing at the nearest tree, shit-ing at the latrine point; never got caught . . . but this simply shows I lack the basic discipline. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 weeks, with the LBV (vest) imbue to our body 24hrs/day unless during changing; and the moment back in company line, took it off and we like flying during marching! We felt so light la! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Performance wise, I as usual ga-bra not all but most of the section battle order drills. Haiz. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navigation wise, mostly depend on my teammates to get us out of the forest, though I did some leading in the beginning. . .&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, to sum up I just didn’t performed during my field camp + navigation assessment.. . @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind sleeping on the muddy mud w/o shelter over-head, with lots of creepy crawlies around you. I don mind the never-ending 1/3 alert and high kneeling, I don’t mind consuming the green pack, I don mind the stench of helmet that can attract houseflies, I don’t mind all those abrasion from rifle sling, I don’t mind the load on my body, I don’t mind the endless climbing up and downhill like nobody business, but I thing I mind- the camo cream! I just hate the idea of smearing that stuff on my face, vain or what not, I just don’t like the feeling . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-9054297618567755353?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/9054297618567755353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=9054297618567755353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/9054297618567755353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/9054297618567755353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/10/2-grusome-weeks-down.html' title='2 grusome weeks down!'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5280648079580485555</id><published>2008-10-11T16:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:20:39.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>sad + happy = 1/2happy - 1/2 sad</title><content type='html'>The month of October will be a challenging/pack period for me. Just yesterday we were thrown in the middle of forest to navigate ourselves from checkpoints to checkpoint. I was the front man for the first checkpoint. I just kept chiong-ing forward neglecting the people behind me; chiong-chiong until disorientated also doesn’t know so, it took another hour before we reached it.  As time goes, I was appointed to carry the signal set (11++kg), heavier then my field pack (8+kg) and matador(8.9kg) la! Then I know why I was chioning so fast before as I wasn’t carry anything other than the usual SBO. . . @__@ then come night time navigation. . . fell like twice, zzzz bruises on both shim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From next week onwards I’ll be having 2 navigation + 2 (4days) field camp! So from next week onwards I’ll be pretty shag, mentally + physically exhausted @__@ may things go well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, just last week met up with the usual 3 with jenny, whom I last seen 3 years back tagging along. . . we headed all the way to Chinese garden to do prawn-ing (yea catch prawn!). we decided to start with just 1 rod for an hour to see the results, waited and waited in the end got nothing, while this guy3 o’clock of me caught like 4 jumbo prawns la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like so depressed at his mugging look (this wasn't a planned pose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0604.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0604.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0614.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0614.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was beginning to get the technique when the hour passed, so yea. &lt;br /&gt;Did I forget to mention that we detour round and round before we finally found the prawn-ing area&gt;? Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night would have been pretty boring if we hadn’t find this little obstacle course along the park. It was like late night, and no one else round that the child in us just so randomly busted out that we just put our little grown up hands on them, and hell lots of fun we had! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the fun we had captured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was assigned to adjust the camera and dash back up within 10secs of the cam timer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0634.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0634.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from beneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0647.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0647.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0649.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0649.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw this string and did some crazy stunt and other follow too, LOL even jenny did so, but the photo wasn’t uploaded cux it wasn’t well taken!!! Ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backflow of blood explained the redness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0652.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0652.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 2 buddy had fun 'making' fun of each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0654.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0654.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0656.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0656.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There this vertical netting and I decided to climb all the way up (man that night I was really doing lots of crazy things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0549.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0549.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to balance ourselves on this parallel beam, and I was the one always making the group down (cant balance well I guess!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0635.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0635.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we deiced to hold hand it hand &amp; finally got it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0638.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0638.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam e the one I like best, the flying fox (sitting-down-version), and yet again I lead the stunts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0627.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0627.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0625.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0625.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0622.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0622.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0617.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0628.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0628.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photo .. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0639.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/DSCN0639.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that day was indeed a memorable day! I really do enjoyed outing like this! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, the next day the 4 of us met again and catch this lame/disturbing/gore movie ‘all the boys love mady lane’. ..  don’t even know what the plot of the story, xzzzz .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to change song, after so long- some eng song for a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/8LM-CR6LEK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/8LM-CR6LEK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/mistick1971/music/ezVuZtUA/melanie_c_melanie_c_first_day_of_my_life/"&gt;Melanie C - First Day Of My Life - Melanie C&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUI Best B-Side Album - MY SHORT STORIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal edition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SPDTgTCDEgI/AAAAAAAABB4/O2jzCazHFqQ/s1600-h/yui+my+short+stories+normal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SPDTgTCDEgI/AAAAAAAABB4/O2jzCazHFqQ/s400/yui+my+short+stories+normal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255933316959506946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special edition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SPDTaxs1HNI/AAAAAAAABBw/YbeJmb6RpDw/s1600-h/yui+my+short+stories+limited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SPDTaxs1HNI/AAAAAAAABBw/YbeJmb6RpDw/s400/yui+my+short+stories+limited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255933222112795858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna grab it as soon as it comes out! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5280648079580485555?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5280648079580485555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5280648079580485555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5280648079580485555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5280648079580485555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/10/sad-happy-12happy-12-sad.html' title='sad + happy = 1/2happy - 1/2 sad'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203%20with%20zn/th_DSCN0604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-3759363939806701808</id><published>2008-09-27T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:04:14.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wk 1 of sispec</title><content type='html'>I’m in deepest shyt- cux of all company I’m posted to Bravo. Just asked those who been trough sispec before and they can tell you. Tough luck, suck thumb that all I can told myself and see through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Had been having sleepless night for the past 5 days; cux my bed is right beside the window and the corridor lamp was left permanently on for safety reasons. I am sensitive too light la, so how to sleep, suck thumb. Go buy eye pad lor. Training darn shiong, run and run like bulls with my slightly recovering injured knee cap-suck thumbs. Have a positive mind set- no pain no gain and hopefully can see through it. Now my worry is that how in the world am I going to jump over the low wall (SOC) when I felt this sharp pain when I jump vertically up? Interestingly I could jump 14cm more for my SBJ during the IPPT cat test as compared to what I last did in BMTC. So I concluded, I can jump horizontally but not vertically for now.  Sispec is not totally just bout physical fitness, but acquiring military knowledge (they gave you tons of lecture notes) and of course attaining leadership skills and eventually gain your man respect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just prayed that with my injured knee, I can recover faster than the impact the training piling on it and at least finished BSLC! If my injury persist, and managed to pass out from BSLC; guess I just opt to go into intell spec, medic spec, military spec (K-9 unit)- but tan-ku-ku lor. Hmm maybe medic spec. . ASLC (unlikely I guess; who’s knows?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swim tomo with cramp all over @__@ personal-physio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-3759363939806701808?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/3759363939806701808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=3759363939806701808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3759363939806701808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3759363939806701808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/09/wk-1-of-sispec.html' title='wk 1 of sispec'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1750643551931519618</id><published>2008-09-21T17:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:55:48.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toMO bOOK in lo, BAck to regimental life as a solider!</title><content type='html'>Just realize the School of Infantry Specialists (SISPEC) was notoriously/better known as ‘Suffer in Silence plus Extra Confinement’! LOL!!! Zzz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway had a good hang-out-time with the usual Secondary school pals @Mind café. To get our hands on as many games possible during the limited 2hrs, we experimented all sorts of short games; with strategy games like –sequence, labyrinth; reaction game-cant remembered the name of the game though, one keep throwing card with no. of fruits drew on it, once it hit 5, press the bell in the middle and collect the cards, those with most cards wins (was surprise I was kinda slow in it); then there this pirate card game, and many others.  In case you think we had enough, the four of us head to John’s house for RISK-a rematch! The game drag on to 1am before we call it a day, LOL!   &lt;br /&gt;Photos with clins, wonder when he gonna send me&gt; hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW BACK TO CAMP LO! And starting from 0 yes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chanced upon  my post 2 yrs back @ &lt;a href="http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2006/01/crap.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;, i mentioned 'step to forgiveness is hard but its outcome defintely a fruitful one. 'but i consciously failed to do so recently, and sub-consciously manage to do so recently too. . . sometime is really good to keep a blog/diary, and flip them back randomly . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i discovered this  wonderful musician on youtube, they called themselves   boyceavenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here 1 of their video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7DOasai3_Vo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7DOasai3_Vo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1750643551931519618?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1750643551931519618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1750643551931519618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1750643551931519618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1750643551931519618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/09/tomo-book-in-lo-back-to-regimental-life.html' title='toMO bOOK in lo, BAck to regimental life as a solider!'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1914781741051089952</id><published>2008-09-19T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:50:44.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>may thing goes well</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought army was all over for good; the next hurdle bump in like that- SISPEC! Yup gotten into the vocation I wanted to go! I’m all ready to face the challenges ahead; just that a bit worried on my left knee cap injury which might jolly well left me OOT (out of training), trust me that the LAST sign I want to witness, zzz! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been spending this week to ‘rejuvenate’ my left knee cap, from the wildest idea I could thought of, like smashing the cod liver oil pills and mix the content with medicated oil and literally apply onto the affected area and massage, followed by pasting the medical plaster (Sanopasis) before warping a knee guard on; not forgetting the regular physio on swimming pool as well! Does help a little as the pain is less obvious now, I thought I must had tear those soft tissue within the tendon or what not, cux the bone is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May my knee cap be fine then, LORD!!!&lt;br /&gt;Amen !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I be in the same bunk as 1 of my Poly mates! LOLS coincidence! &lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;Worth it if I take the steps further?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1914781741051089952?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1914781741051089952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1914781741051089952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1914781741051089952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1914781741051089952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/09/may-thing-goes-well.html' title='may thing goes well'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2645196723080699979</id><published>2008-09-16T09:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:41:19.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Exactly 1 week had passed since POP.  Last week had been pretty happening; catching up with friends and stuff but things get REAL lazy this week. I practically just slacked at home other than some swim and some stretching exercise to improve my core muscle (which I doubt I will religiously do it every day).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use the Com la? Naa, my bro had been using it for his project; even if I got to use it also like nothing to do, can’t play my usual DOTA due to some errors, play brainless games on mini clip made me goes bonkers. I even dragged out my Chem./ A.maths 10 yrs series to do while blasting YUI songs, in between toddle on paper, read magazines before napping through half of the afternoon and woke up  in the evening. Night time will be singing with my sis (well that happen yesterday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I figured out that 1 thing that army never failed to teach; that is to treasure love ones around you. I really learned this during my confinement period. Yes I was having ‘fun’ during confinement period; I was playing basketball, watching TV, ping pong, pool and stuff, of course there are some minor chores to deal with, but when night falls - the longing for family just came like it. I remember tossing round the bed weeping, faces of my family just kept flashing within me. I tell you, it’s hard to sleep through that night when you looking forward to go home and SUDDENLY realize that you had been confined.  Sadly, when I booked up, it’s just like another day, family like family. Yea I took things for granted, take away from me, I long for it, but with it is just like that lor. . .  something that Mel had being drilling in me, but I just can’t seems to learn. Perhaps it’s not that I don’t treasure, it’s just that I don’t know how to show or simply too proud to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I learned is that: People remembered 1 good thing you did for 1 day but remembered 1 bad thing you did for life? 1 little bad thing is nuff to nullify 1 good thing 1 achieved. For some reasons, people pay more attention on the bad things you ‘d done.  Then there those broadcaster who will keep recycling and broadcast those bad things that one had done, man those people are darn irritating la! Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;Next time I will focus more on not doing the ‘bad’ thing then doing the ‘good’ things;  so don’t do ‘bad’ thing and neglect ‘good’ things can liao? But not doing the ‘good’ thing is a ‘bad’ thing itsef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overheard this song mirae by Kiroro and felt in love with it immediately! one of those classic hit; some may by now catch it, there this Chinese singer （刘若英） sang a cover for it as 后来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/ftd25V-LGf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/ftd25V-LGf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/angelofdeadlysins/playlist/XSPE9XzF/mirae_by_kiroro_music_playlist/"&gt;mirae by kiroro  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my left knee cap had been bugging me since last week, there this stinging effect, hopefully is not some cartilage/tendon broken or the sought! hopefully it recover before my next book in, I pray to Lord, Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hrs later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished my swim hours ago! Endurance, stamina had improved but my sudden rapid burst wasn’t there anymore. @__@ hopefully the swim does aid in my left knee cap injury! I’d been wearing this short-like swimming trunk since I started to swim laps, so time passed left this tan-line on my butt. Over the years, the trunk lost its elasticity making it kinda flabby and loose, some opening end but managed to sew it back, color faded but I still persist to wear it till today. I wore this triangular one given by SAF (I just dislike this kind of trunk but still wear it in e end). Guess what, the triangular trunk didn’t totally cover the tan-line left behind by the previous trunk, so there 2 rectangular fairer skin revealing on my thigh, which look darn weird la, guess need more swim for them to be darken! LOL. . . anyway there isn’t many people here in Kallang swimming complex @___@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2645196723080699979?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2645196723080699979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2645196723080699979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2645196723080699979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2645196723080699979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5825594339664175048</id><published>2008-09-14T00:13:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:35:25.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama/movie'/><title type='text'>sense of touch-universal language of love Wall-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMvq-na3QfI/AAAAAAAABAo/hHMU6ohS3c8/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMvq-na3QfI/AAAAAAAABAo/hHMU6ohS3c8/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245544552457519602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall- E!!! The droopy-eye petite robot!! I first saw him appearing on movie sneak preview months back and the little thingy had left a deep impression within me. I told myself ‘Die die must watch’; and finally catch it today with Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his droopy-eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMvq3H1BhfI/AAAAAAAABAg/NV2D4BSp_Bw/s1600-h/sda.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMvq3H1BhfI/AAAAAAAABAg/NV2D4BSp_Bw/s400/sda.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245544423718225394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot set where earthling consumed good at rate faster than they could be removed that the overrun un-recycled waste make the planet too polluted to support life. BnL (Big and Large, was rather symbolic as they did after all produced big and large amount of waste), the company that flourished on planet are the main culprit on the waste produced that they sponsored a 5 years plan to evacuate men to outer-space on board Axion with tons of Wall-E left behind to clear up the waste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who’s this Wall-E? They are range of robots designed to collect scrap of waste materials and compressing them into cubic before stacking them up; as a means for easier waste removal later. The 5 years plan came to halt when It was determined that Earth was too polluted to return. 700 years had passed and this particular, I called it malfunction Wall-E is still operational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps nearly a millennium of activation had made this particular Wall-E peculiar from the rest of his kind. He is not systematic; he shows human traits, especially on the emotion part, he knows holding hands signify love from this video tape he watched, he felt sorry when he accidentally rolled over his pet-cockroach. Starring into the night sky, he long to hold someone hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMvquIpCqTI/AAAAAAAABAY/rhQqdblmfu8/s1600-h/e.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMvquIpCqTI/AAAAAAAABAY/rhQqdblmfu8/s400/e.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245544269317581106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his usual routine, making cube of trash Wall-E chance upon this seedling plant and add it into his collection. Suddenly a spaceship landed on Earth and this probe-like robot named EVE was deployed with assignment to locate life on Earth. Wall-E was hiding behind a rock and watched EVE with mixture of amazement and adornment. When EVE noticed his presence, she (I called it ‘she’ with her effeminate speech) blast a beam couple of times at Wall-E. Poor Wall-E just revert his arms, legs (wheels)  into his body like a turtle with his head popping up a little and stare at EVE with his pair of droopy innocent eyes and trembling at the same time (he even shown fear for a robot). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVE with his plasma gun (notice EVE eyes when she angry, normal mode her eyes will be &lt;br /&gt;-- -- , happy will be like n   n )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMvrKPpK07I/AAAAAAAABAw/AdqA7ifyDpM/s1600-h/e+gun.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMvrKPpK07I/AAAAAAAABAw/AdqA7ifyDpM/s400/e+gun.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245544752233501618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually EVE got comfortable with Wall-E, with Wall-E having fascination of holding EVE’s hand. Wall-E show EVE his discoveries of the seedling and EVE soon stored it and deactivated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes on. . . on about how those human back in space ship got so accustomed to automated life, their life revolved round this mobile seats, they talk in front of a screen even if the person was RIGHT NEXT to them, they lost this universal communication-sense of touch, of which Wall-E a robot long to show to EVE. Then it goes on, on how the captain on board this Axion comes to realize the important of mere SURVING VS LIVING! A significant moment when he finally step up on his 2 feet and wrestle against the wheel-handle robot ‘AUTO’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff of the story, the synopsis can be read on the net, I just want to share some of the interesting/touching moments in this heart-felt animaton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny moments&lt;br /&gt;1) When Wall-E tired his ‘lung’ out to pronounced EVE’s name, he finally got it right but he could just register the E not the higher pitch of -----------VE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When Wall-E found a utensil that resemble that of a fork &amp; spoon that he just don’t know to place it at his spoon collection or fork collection when he finally place it in between the 2, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When Wall-E took off the chain from his wheel (resemble pair of shoes) and hung it, with his wheel (legs) roaming in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) When Wall-E impressed EVE with his collection from egg beater (that EVE just spun to fast that the head just flew off), to rubix cube (that EVE solved within secs), EVE simply just pop the plastic pops at an instance, I thought the main aim was to distract EVE from using his canon, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) M-O was seen clearing up the stain left by Wall-E&lt;br /&gt;And many other funny moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching one were, how Wall-E go thought the extent of protecting EVE when she became deactivated, sheltering her from storm under the umbrella and getting himself electrocuted but still standing firm to shelter her. EVE only realized what Wall-E had done for her through the security cam later in the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another moment was when Wall-E being crushed under some load. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one time when EVE fixed the damaged Wall-E, replacing the chip that Wall-E was totally re-booted losing his emotion and love for EVE. He simply rolled over the cockroach as if nothing happen when he appeared to be sad the other time. When EVE finally held his hand, it somehow brings back his memory, reformatted to his original self. The touching of hand (sense of touch) is indeed a universal language of love eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chance upon this little stripe kitty with a black cat roaming nearby. A middle age lady was feeding this black cat, when this stripe kitty tried to climb over a steps (of his height) to reach to the other end where the black cat &amp; the food were. Its really hard warming to see how he tired his very best with his fragile body to climb over (was too engrossed in the progress that i forgotten to snap it down @__@). . . anyhoo, i thought the black cat will shooo stripe-y away from the food, but blacky did in fact let stripe-y had his/her portion! WOW, MEL &amp; I were like speechless at the sight. .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoted frm uncle 'blacky extend the grace he received  from the lady to stripe-y'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pic taken &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0469.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0469.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0470.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0470.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrestle stripe-y down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0472.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0472.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then clean her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0473.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0473.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stripe-y was giving the expression of 'so shiok la'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0474-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0474-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite randomly i saw this Bambi video at grammaphone and bought it! LOL, for some one my age to buy this @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0480.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0480.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i present to u this dessert at Ajintei, some rice ball with sauce that tasted like soy sauce @___@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0476.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0476.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuna Ito- Endless Story- a classic J-pop hits then still hadn't lost its beauty! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/RW78XNyxl6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/RW78XNyxl6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/tomoko13/music/e8o5QqWR/yuna_ito_endless_story/"&gt;Endless Story - Yuna Ito&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5825594339664175048?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5825594339664175048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5825594339664175048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5825594339664175048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5825594339664175048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/09/sense-of-touch-universal-language-of.html' title='sense of touch-universal language of love Wall-E'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMvq-na3QfI/AAAAAAAABAo/hHMU6ohS3c8/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-8152572988583028450</id><published>2008-09-12T18:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:27:59.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>didnt had time to rest</title><content type='html'>I can’t imagine how I managed to drag my whole body all the way to Holland V. and catch up with poly pals on the day after my POP. I was early; not expected of me, didn’t intend to be early in the first place, perhaps the sense of urgency that army had thought me was subconsciously imbue in my system. In fact this few days I been waking up exactly after 6hrs of sleep; with my pillow/boaster/blanket all laying around the floor (had I gotten use to the BMTC bed?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. ..  at the café (essential café @ Holland V.). . . of course being among the first to taste army’s life,  I’d shared a few pointers with them, people to look up for, materials needed and some of my army’s stories, etc. it’s always a joy sharing, hahaha I don’t know why. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahooo.. I had this sumptuous, humongous served of salmon! Being an army guy, I simply wobble the fleshy pink meat instead of savoring the dissolved meat in my mouth. . What a waste!!! Well ultimately the food still gets in and out, yea? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0459.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0459.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zw had his serve of some prawn spaghetti alio olio style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0460.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0460.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruben has his some rotti beef or stm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0461.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0461.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jere with his ribeye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0462.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0462.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grp photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0458.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambience was good, with no glaring lighting, very calm and warm, the only thing I don get it was one suppose to take off their shoe and sit on this cushion (think Japanese’s style, when no Jap food was served) @_@&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo should have taken individual photo of each holding presenting the food instead on the food itself, zzzz.. .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up and met up with rubeeen &amp; shuan for a swim. I got so darn excited when I set foot into the pool, and was happily swimming right after that, I just miss swimming soooooooo much, and just when I got warm up, it rain! IT RAIN FOR GOODNESS SAKE&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; zzzzz. So we just literally stone there and wait and wait… before we call it a day and had game of Majong @ rubeen’s house with Long. joining in . I was a total retard in game of mj, all were like starring at me when I keep stoning there thinking of which tile to discard and stuff @__@ after which game of blackjack; gambling before new year zzzz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so don’t care that tomorrow I so gonna had my darn swim in the morning, cux I bu kan yen. . . lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-8152572988583028450?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/8152572988583028450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=8152572988583028450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/8152572988583028450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/8152572988583028450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-imagine-how-i-managed-to-drag-my.html' title='didnt had time to rest'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2883341519852211366</id><published>2008-09-09T20:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:09:46.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP LO; PRIVATE KAI</title><content type='html'>POP lo!!! I freaking (was thinking of ‘fucking’) shag right now . . . the platoon woke up at 0300 in the morning and we set off the 24km march at 0520. What motivated me to finish the walk was picturing my dad seeing me at the parade square during POP parade after the 24km road march &amp; the dumping of our rifle into the 5 tonner). I was so into the dumping of rifle part as its gonna be once in a life time experience;  that was a really a huge drive- but in the end after the whole parade the rifle was pass to the sergeant on board instead; kena bluff. ..  @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was photos taking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0433-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0433-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look nerdy, dont i? first time i place my arm arnd my dad, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0434-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0434-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he place his on mine =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mY auntie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0435-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0435-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0438.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0438.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUess what i met shaz frm TP! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0440.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0440.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should have off thse flashes. . .&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EYE LID DARN FREAKIN HEAVYYYYYYYYYY. . . wonder where I got posted too?&lt;br /&gt;Was darn sway la. I was the IC of the platoon IC for that day and was asked to consolidate all the RCK (rifle cleaning kit) materials; everything was nicely accounted for, but my sergeant said passed them to him some other days.&lt;br /&gt;“I told him, is not safe, what if someone took it?”&lt;br /&gt;“Wont la”&lt;br /&gt;Then that day short of 1 C2 that I’d had to buy 1 and drop by SFT on thurs to return; zzzz F*** UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my anus pain now, prob abrasion from the march?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUI will be releasing a new album this nov, compilation all the A-side singles, then off to rest for a yr. wodner that one yr will i forget bout this swt -talented singer-songwriter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e 9 weeks had passed pretty fast; activities were so packed that i hardly had time pondering what's going on around me. . . everyday is like a routine, regimental, 5BX, str training, AGR, 20-60, BCCT, SOC, IPPT, IFC, range and stuff. i thought it ended here but more are to come. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2883341519852211366?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2883341519852211366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2883341519852211366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2883341519852211366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2883341519852211366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/09/pop-lo-i-freaking-was-thinking-of.html' title='POP LO; PRIVATE KAI'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2109238352956113693</id><published>2008-09-06T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T18:02:08.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP sooon lor!</title><content type='html'>3 more days to POP lo! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday the big day; the last hurdle of BMTC- 24km road march, followed by the graduation ceremony itself in full battle order (FBO). Gonna load my magazine pouch with red bulls, grenade pouch with some choc to chill me up along the way, lol. . .&lt;br /&gt;This week had been quite relaxing, we’d games day, recruit’s &amp; OC’s nights. And the amount of admin time that the drill squad had put in was finally paid off when we got first in the competition!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned before that others had questioned me “why don’t I just quit, since it’s so tiring la to do drills after all the training.”  The main reason was that I know that I can’t achieve anything else that this drill competition will be my only chance to achieve something and I did! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0431.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0431.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0432.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0432.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On since its POP soon, the whole platoon turns crazy la, playing pranks here and there, from putting camo cream to shaving cream to toothpaste on people faces in the middle of their sleep! Till now I still had no idea who put toothpaste on my arms in the middle of my sleep, zzz!  So now the last man of each bunk will lock the door, close the rear window to prevent intruders, @__@, they even put chairs and bucket of water to block the doorway.. Talk about defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the whole platoon see me? Some said I’m weird, some said I’m cute, many said I blur. . . my whole section even mimicked the way I replied people with ‘Yes, yes’ , that now the whole platoon is mimicking la, @__@/ &lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully on that day itself, will pass out as a soldier but not pass out in the middle of parade square . . . =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/MhzHBbe_oT/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MhzHBbe_oT/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/millionaire/music/H19-9j-z/mltr_thats_why_you_go_away/"&gt;Thats Why (You Go Away) - M.L.T.R&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feeling confused lol on some feelings lOL. . . starring in the blue sky i gave a thought, am i rushing thing, am i having illusion or just some substitution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch WALL-E, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2109238352956113693?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2109238352956113693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2109238352956113693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2109238352956113693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2109238352956113693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/09/pop-sooon-lor.html' title='POP sooon lor!'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-135368606147791511</id><published>2008-08-31T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T11:05:53.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFINEment,</title><content type='html'>I was confined; YES I was confined for one darn night, reason being for bayonet kena ’stunt’ (an abbreviation that all army guy should know). There’s no point cursing and swearing as I deserved the mistake done, I couldn’t  exactly remembered how many times my 4D number was taken down for not polishing of boots, for not putting a bar of soap in my field pack for the 16km road march (it’s not as if w/o the soap will make it lighter, but the discipline to do what was ordered I figured that out later.) I was more or less black listed! MAN @_____@ zzzz I just need to be punish to wake up I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Had our 16km road march this week, and it rain at our 12km point; I guess it was a double edge sword cux with the rain everyone was like chionging to the end point forgetting all the tiredness but the downside was that our boots were soaking like submarine la, and blisters all pop  up like no one business.  The moment I pulled out my socks, I saw 2 totally wrinkly-pale feet with all the toes adhered together as one! @__@ 24km road march next Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was SOC. Finally I cleared all the obstacles in SBO attire, I even cleared the low rope which I’d never cleared before in SBO, but sadly I didn’t meet the timing to finish the obstacles, but hey at least I improved from 3 obstacles that I can’t cleared to 0!&lt;br /&gt;Then there was IPPT. Was aiming for sliver this time; but my SBJ stop me from getting it with all other station at least a sliver point, sian. For some reasons I just can’t seem to jump far. . . oh and my 2.4km was 10mins flat this time round! 9 min barrier here I come real soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the confinement, other confine-nist were busy clearing up the stores and stuff, I was training with other drills squad members for the upcoming drills competition. When the training was done, the store-stuff were more or less done, that we played basketball, badminton, watch movie, pool, ping pong and stuff. It was more like a stay in after drill practice than a punishment for me (though I did help up in some chores too). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, the longing for family during the overnight-stay was really terrible, I was tossing round my bed and thinking of my family members before I could really get to sleep. That itself is more than a punishment already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-135368606147791511?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/135368606147791511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=135368606147791511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/135368606147791511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/135368606147791511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/08/confinement.html' title='CONFINEment,'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2023208555195473276</id><published>2008-08-23T09:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:32:35.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooooTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT satisfy</title><content type='html'>Buffet outlet outta there: Here a warning, army guys come pay a visit, be prepared to make some loses, especially those after major field camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both John and I had just finished our field camp recently that we decided to head straight to buffet to fill up those growling stomach. We headed to KUSHI-BO @ Suntec. He even flagged a taxi there, claiming you don’t want to be late, as the queue will be darn long, so yea finally agreed to the fact that army guys spend money like water, lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SPREAD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0378.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0378.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPL HAD BEENING TELLING ME THAT I DARN SKINNY, I COULDNT BELIEVED TILL I LOOKED MYSELF IN FRONT OF E MIRROR- NO MORE PIC OF ME TILL I GAIN SOME WEIGHT, I HOPEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0379-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0379-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DESSERTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0382.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0382.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0383.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end both of us were so filled up that we could hardly walk, I had to walk staggered with both my hand supporting my tummy; and really felt like vomiting and relieving myself! I really cant imagine I dung in 6 of those little cookies after im 110% full! KUSHI-BO had this funny system that every now and then, they will air this jingle ‘KUSHI-BO, KUSHI-BO, KUSHI-BO, KUSHI-BO. We’re KUSHI-BO’, and the crowd will gather at this area where special food limited to 25 customers would be served. We manage to get this grilled mackerel and tiger prawns as well!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only later the day that I realize from the guru-mel that one spend so much on buffet was to taste the wide variety of food available, not just spamming on certain ‘good food’ and making yourself uncomfortable at the end of day. Start with soup to clear your throat, some salad, and then the miscellaneous, follow by desserts before ending with other miscellaneous.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter Clins drop by and the 3 of us had good long talks, with me sharing lots of funny/sad moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued my Jap-food spree the next day with mel, had soba at this restaurant called shimazhu soba @ Paragon; can’t remembered the exact name though. They had this diagram teaching you the correct procedure on eating soba, and as usual I tried to eat it in the most original way possible, LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CORRECT PROCEDURE OF HAVING SOBA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0389.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0389.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SOME SOBA IN SOME DUCK SOAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0391.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0391.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally get to taste those real authentic soba i always craved to have had on Japan Hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the dessert, when comes to presentation, Jap crusine is at it best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0395-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0395-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at Gloria’s Jean, before John and Clins arrived and we catch the movie ‘Murder of the Inugami Clan’ exclusive shown at cathay orchard and amk hub. The movie did keep me in suspend for sometime before it started to get real lame and was laughing throughout, when a guy head being chopped off (I know it sounded disturbing, but really the action was really comical that nearly half of the crowd laugh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally i decided to spend on YUI's single summer song, the first single i bought! had been buying her album but not single as single is darn expensive la $16 for lik2 2 songs and 2 MV ! i used to scorned on those idiots spending money on music disc when one can DL via the net, when u becomes a fan boy like me , u jux wan to buy to buy the original and support them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0397-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0397-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0407.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it comes with a post card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0410.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0410.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some calculation, i'd spend over a hundred bucks jux on food for the last 2 days. wow wat a splurt for a lowly-paid solider! lol. after all is after field camp book out so yea. . .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly this Bosanova girl frm SG -Oliva Ong, i knew her like 1 year back but didnt bother to check her out, till i came across her cover of song ' Fall in love' so sweet la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/Q18j_qxl0k/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/Q18j_qxl0k/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/y7TCprM/playlist/I7kALDf6/fall_in_love_with_olivia_ong_music_playlist/"&gt;Fall in love with Olivia Ong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope she will cont to do more of original songs, instead of just doing cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNND and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my army photo is out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0412.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/DSCN0412.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2023208555195473276?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2023208555195473276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2023208555195473276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2023208555195473276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2023208555195473276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/08/woooottttttttttttttt-satisfy.html' title='wooooTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT satisfy'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-9036406301232081735</id><published>2008-08-21T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:06:08.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blaBLa</title><content type='html'>A total of 11 days was spend detached from my family and closed ones; w/0 any form of communication or what not cux I left my HP at home! @__@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I just completed my 6 days of field camp . . . details of it I didn’t want to write down, unless u asked me verbally. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my own reflection, and finally accept that I am really a hybrid of kang-chiong spider +blur sotong, which at time obstructing my team’s mission progression. I did gave my best, but sometime blur people like me just screwed things up; hopefully someday I learned to be calm and stand up for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of interesting things did happened at camp, too tired to type them up, asked me up if u guys are just curious. . .&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-9036406301232081735?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/9036406301232081735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=9036406301232081735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/9036406301232081735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/9036406301232081735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/08/blabla.html' title='blaBLa'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-3288906707270337548</id><published>2008-08-10T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T16:10:44.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haiz'/><title type='text'>Felt SO waRM</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went back to Rob CP; the place where I’d once worked as promoter! All the auntie promoters were like “aiyo kaijie, where your hair, aiyo you become thinner, tanner, more man laio and kind of things”. Really had a long talks with them man! From 1 end to the other, saying hi to all of them, and is really sweet that they still recognized me, even the security guard remembered me la! The cashier even gave me some free gift when I bought some items there yesterday, Sheeezzzzzzzzzz. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be field camp week, whole lots of 6 days will be eaten, and weekends burn @___@ May God bless things turn out well as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-3288906707270337548?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/3288906707270337548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=3288906707270337548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3288906707270337548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/3288906707270337548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/08/felt-so-warm.html' title='Felt SO waRM'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-6255992171845928562</id><published>2008-08-08T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:47:04.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>anotehr of those BOOK out day</title><content type='html'>Woooooooooooot! This week had been Very happening! First I finally passed my IPPT, with my pull up need to increased 7 to 8 &amp; SBJ increased another 5cm to obtain a sliver. I’d totally no idea how I ran a timing of 10.25mins for my 2.4km la, first time to reach &lt;11mins! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which was the tiring SIT-TEST! Which bring forth, 3 days w/o shitting, w/o brushing of teeth, having combat ration (imagine some curry pasta packed in a green pack and ready to be eaten once you unzipped it), blisters all over my feet, aching all over! Blah, no more complaints as next week will be another 6 days of field camp!&lt;br /&gt;Sit-test commenced with a 8km road march; full battle order (vest+ rifle+ field pack), it took us like hours before we reached our camp site. First thing we did, was stripped till left with our undies and had what we called powder-bath (literally powder all over, from face to feet) in front of the sergeants and had them inspected before we put on our clothing. Yea it sounded humiliating but the experience was fun la! LOL! Our first night was sleeping in a open field under a ground sheet, and I kena some uneven platform that I just cant rest through the night. ZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day followed with a 4km fast march (this was the really tiring and demanding one, you’d had to walk darn fast w/0 running, trust me walking fast is more tiring then running, I would rather had full battle order and had a 8km road march). Right immediately was our sit-test, where we are split into details given mission to accomplish as a group. Kang-chiong spider like me crubra some mission when I was assigned as the IC, LOL!! @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, the process was tiring, but once complete it was really ‘AHHH I complete it!’ with a smile =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had another 12km.16k,24km road march, field camp, final IPPT test, SOC to go before I can start to slack, looking forward for that that! Oh yea, I was in the company drill squad, hopefully the team will win something! &lt;br /&gt;Thank Melvin for your advice for the sit-test and your prayer &amp; uncle for your encouragement too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;yet to collect my last month commission adn buy YUI's single @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mentioned i had an abrasion with pus on my hip? cux my pants was like fasten tight, then loosed then walked alot then run against alot then abrasion lor, zzzz, so wear your belt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea and it rain during the camp, the experience was totally cool la! but backache there after as i was lying down with a wet clothing from my own sweat. once outfield you only vist the toilet 2 times per day, most of the water will lost via sweating&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-6255992171845928562?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/6255992171845928562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=6255992171845928562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6255992171845928562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6255992171845928562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/08/anotehr-of-those-book-out-day.html' title='anotehr of those BOOK out day'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-397945097102056069</id><published>2008-07-25T17:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:04:11.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><title type='text'>BOOK OUT BOOK OUT DAY</title><content type='html'>Finally come back from Tekong and back to CIVILIAN LIFE; oh God how I missed it! We were advised not to blog details on the things we did back in camp, thus yea to keep it vague. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered on the first night when 13 unknown strangers come together in the same bunk and sleep together, the atmosphere was kinda weird but luckily there were this joker around to break ice, the self introduction was made and stuff. Is kinda scary that only within 2 weeks I witnessed all sought of peeps, those ‘wayang’ one whom acts good in front of superior but anyhow behind their back, those purposely stirred up conflict among the group, those who plays ‘psychological’ warfare and sought of peeps. I played the quiet one and keep observing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2 weeks stay, I was pretty shut off, lack initiative, lack enthusiasm; perhaps I hadn’t get used to the life there yet, but hopefully for the next book in, I will show some of those traits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for training, my pull-up on the first day was like 7 (NAFA was 9), as the days goes average was like 2-4 that I failed my IPPT trial test! LOL la, first time failed’ NAFA’ (cux we were doing pull up like every day, that my muscles had yet to recover, zzz!)even  my most confident station shuttle sprint from under 10s to 10.4s for the trial IPPT (pull up was my first station, think demoralize laio). LOL!  &lt;br /&gt;Kai had to put in more enthu and initiative on his next book in! do it whole heartedly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the chronicle of my life before army (part 7) last day before army was spend with my kawaii-frens (from kawaii-tokyo), at this Sunset Tarvarn, nice place to chill at, the view, the sunset. . . follow that was doing my crazy confession on that night; and we both agreed that was kinda rush.. so yea that’s was that! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SImvcaK2uuI/AAAAAAAAA_o/wQuClHlAE6A/s1600-h/CIMG0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SImvcaK2uuI/AAAAAAAAA_o/wQuClHlAE6A/s400/CIMG0624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226901745136220898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY HAIR LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SImvwl6dYhI/AAAAAAAAA_w/QSlt3LG8ZQ0/s1600-h/CIMG0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SImvwl6dYhI/AAAAAAAAA_w/QSlt3LG8ZQ0/s400/CIMG0626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226902091886060050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the finger-foodies HOW I DARN FREAKIMG MISS IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SImv7li47LI/AAAAAAAAA_4/C99oS4sanS4/s1600-h/CIMG0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SImv7li47LI/AAAAAAAAA_4/C99oS4sanS4/s400/CIMG0627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226902280765762738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the stay, i eat &amp; drink much more then i can ever imagine, but still light weight, due to high metabolic rate and high level of activities, i realized i cursed much more like 'WTF' think i'll be more rugged as the days go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some minor injuries on my knee caps, haiz, over strain. dry cough  and such zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-397945097102056069?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/397945097102056069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=397945097102056069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/397945097102056069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/397945097102056069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/07/book-out-book-out-day.html' title='BOOK OUT BOOK OUT DAY'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SImvcaK2uuI/AAAAAAAAA_o/wQuClHlAE6A/s72-c/CIMG0624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7470119881736220525</id><published>2008-07-04T09:04:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:57:54.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='min'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Chronicle of my life before army~ Part 2 &amp; 3 &amp; 4 &amp;5       &amp;6(now)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This post will get longer-revealing the chronicle of my life b4 army till i went in on the 9th july&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday met up with Hwee min! Embarrass thing happened even before we met la. We were supposed to meet at Doby Ghaut station, but I waited at the purple-line doby instead of the red-line doby. I ought to have know is at the red- line cux she coming down from woodlands and we’re suppose to head to city hall. When her msg reached me saying that she’d reached I was like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Where are you’  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Last cabin side’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was at one end, but couldn’t see her so I walk to the other end and still can’t find her; so I was literally patrolling round the station like 2.5 rounds before I was sure that she wasn’t here. I gave her a call and she said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Are you still at the station where you just got out?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Yea’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Im at the side heading to city hall’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LIKE TOTALLY OH MY GOD LA. . .ZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway we still meet. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got our dinner at subway and ta-bao all the way to Esplanade roof-top and mankan! Another embarrass thing happen; I don’t know the standard procedure of ordering at subway! There are a few hiccups before I finally had my combination of toast and she was doing it at lightning speed la (a season subway lover, she sure is =]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT Esplanade roof-top &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The toast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG16xP_l5GI/AAAAAAAAA7w/w2jXNiGQ4sw/s1600-h/CIMG0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG16xP_l5GI/AAAAAAAAA7w/w2jXNiGQ4sw/s400/CIMG0367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218962529717707874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were looking for seats to settle down, when she saw this place and jump on it; cross legged and smile (thought that was cute =])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While eating; we share about each other thoughts, life and kind of stuffs before the photo taking session!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the photos taken were so weird and funny, that we couldn’t help but laugh at ourselves and keep asking questions like “why we look so weird and funny arh?” (and obviously i upload the better one =])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG17_MMB_gI/AAAAAAAAA74/sWEmekroIX8/s1600-h/CIMG0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG17_MMB_gI/AAAAAAAAA74/sWEmekroIX8/s400/CIMG0369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218963868725935618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG18228OF2I/AAAAAAAAA8A/NYhJbq2Vvqw/s1600-h/CIMG0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG18228OF2I/AAAAAAAAA8A/NYhJbq2Vvqw/s400/CIMG0372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218964825095149410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lighting, the wind breeze, the stars really make it a comfortable environment for the 2 of us to talk =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decide to left for level one when she said she looking for some water-pond-thing (which I ‘d no idea of what it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice the blue-ball thingy? is where the so call water-pond thing is (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG1-qL67jVI/AAAAAAAAA8I/hD3B4VCBjx8/s1600-h/CIMG0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG1-qL67jVI/AAAAAAAAA8I/hD3B4VCBjx8/s400/CIMG0377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218966806411840850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2Kgi12POI/AAAAAAAAA9A/mGSLaMdRtSk/s1600-h/CIMG0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2Kgi12POI/AAAAAAAAA9A/mGSLaMdRtSk/s400/CIMG0378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218979834905378018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then emo-pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2AFY17WSI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Eh-uLObsG6M/s1600-h/CIMG0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2AFY17WSI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Eh-uLObsG6M/s400/CIMG0386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218968373248612642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG1_nolymzI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/6Jbdfb85tvQ/s1600-h/CIMG0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG1_nolymzI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/6Jbdfb85tvQ/s400/CIMG0385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218967862079822642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stunt-pics; some attempts before she manage to shoot this down (which I love it to bits!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2Ayeqb7jI/AAAAAAAAA8o/itr0-nV0EwE/s1600-h/CIMG0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2Ayeqb7jI/AAAAAAAAA8o/itr0-nV0EwE/s400/CIMG0390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218969147905142322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to do the same for her; but my reaction is just too slow to capture the mid-air post, so it ended up with her giggle-gesture when she landed herself b4 the flash comes. . .LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2BWu3DE1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/y3b-w9YVMAk/s1600-h/CIMG0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2BWu3DE1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/y3b-w9YVMAk/s400/CIMG0392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218969770728297298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk down this river and we saw this wall-board like kind of thing  with makers attached to it. It supposedly mean to be a national day’s message kind of thing but we ended drawing my own crubo (tt furry monster) and her little snail, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2CJoqdKRI/AAAAAAAAA84/hIJvqnbf1Ro/s1600-h/CIMG0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG2CJoqdKRI/AAAAAAAAA84/hIJvqnbf1Ro/s400/CIMG0395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218970645238196498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I forget to mention another thing? Cux my camera had my own recording when I’d my so-call –singing practice- @ home. Somehow, she managed to see and listen to it! Yea this made it to embarrass no.3! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I do enjoy myself, the talks, some of the kuku pics and the company.  She 1 of those girls that can make me feels comfortable to speak out and bring out my bubble-side. AIYO, BUT I going army SOON. . . I can’t imagine a botak guy arm with his geeky black specs, perhaps some breakout going out on a date! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIC OF THE DAY (according to her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG18228OF2I/AAAAAAAAA8A/NYhJbq2Vvqw/s1600-h/CIMG0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG18228OF2I/AAAAAAAAA8A/NYhJbq2Vvqw/s400/CIMG0372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218964825095149410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was smiling at my sleep; tt i tossed round my bed for like 2hrs before falling asleep! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chronicle of my life before army~Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;04/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I met up with another 1 of the 4 buddies-John! We’d luch at café cartel (luch set meal is always more affordable!) He’d his teriyaki spaghetti while I had some baked fillet with some potato top with some salad (with limited hint of bosanic vinger;LOL) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I shall have my drink first"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG4p6kDG3aI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Uqui6PMZy9Y/s1600-h/CIMG0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG4p6kDG3aI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Uqui6PMZy9Y/s400/CIMG0397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219155104254844322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ready to tuck in no time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG4qP0Z3VdI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/2EyGr-jc58Y/s1600-h/CIMG0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG4qP0Z3VdI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/2EyGr-jc58Y/s400/CIMG0399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219155469422515666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head down to Esplanade for some free concert; which totally brings someone like me who don’t appreciate to sleep la. I was like critic then, saying some ‘pro comments’ like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘The music doesn’t sound full’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘There no coordination between the band and conductor’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed buy JL MS, where i met 1 of the KT promoters, and chit chat bout 30mis before we head for the movie. Of course she tried to unravel something from some kapo guy like me , =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head down to movie “Kung-fu Panda’ (finally found someone who hasn’t watched it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline is pretty simple and cliché kind of thing, but definitely worth the time to watch! The fighting scenes were all awesome! I guess the animation is trying to bring out 1 important theme that is believed in yourselves or the secret lie within yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When all people are desperately looking for short-cut/power as depict by the dragon-scroll; it actually is blank.  When the scroll reflect the mirror image of the panda (that he realized there nothing special, but me who is special to make a different!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I forget to mention the Master Wu-gui; he is so cute la! He mentioned this cliché statement ‘Yesterday was something, tomorrow is something special, and today is a gift since its present (now)’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Wu-shu finger holds! Simply loves that stance! &lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to for some pepper lunch express before landed ourselves at the usual starbucks and talk about more of future then the usual good old days and philosophical things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chronicle of my life before army~ Part 4&lt;br /&gt;05/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its movie marathon yet again; we headed for Bugis to catch “Hancock”- not about someone name Han with his cock, else it be Han’s cock @__@ [that’s was what I thought of when Ruben was suggesting for the show,LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie itself again is zzzz la.. some funny scenes are worth mentioning like &lt;br /&gt;One the prisoner head was forced into another guy’s butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hancock the story itself is about feeling of ‘lost’ and finding your own identify, about how remorseful it is to be dejected when you meant good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The irony of the story is about how Hancock’s race are supposed to be created to so call save the world; when they’re created to be inter-twined/linked together (no matter how far the 2 are, they will still find each other) that when the 2 are together, they lost their power and just like another human out there, age and die. So if you want to live; be as far from your own species as far as possible, so is like a choice between power and togetherness and between love and sacrifice (sacrifice your own by deserting the loved one, that he/she will still have the power to protect themselves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man did I get it right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. . . dinner was at Sofra (a Turkish restaurant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it was really dark, the candle lit up the menu! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAc1PaBw5I/AAAAAAAAA9g/yLoMUQJvVGg/s1600-h/CIMG0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAc1PaBw5I/AAAAAAAAA9g/yLoMUQJvVGg/s400/CIMG0402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219703669116748690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yea right! @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAn i love this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAdKMudE9I/AAAAAAAAA9o/o3DoCde_4i0/s1600-h/CIMG0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAdKMudE9I/AAAAAAAAA9o/o3DoCde_4i0/s400/CIMG0403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219704029174371282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic well done. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 gulps finished Turkish tea, zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAddnizLHI/AAAAAAAAA9w/uVNI6ifzPF4/s1600-h/CIMG0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAddnizLHI/AAAAAAAAA9w/uVNI6ifzPF4/s400/CIMG0405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219704362790759538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the food came, didn’t bother to snap them and head straight to dig in! so we were like sharing, you take mine, I take yours, sometime I ka-po yours w/o them knowing and kind of stuff! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, group photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAeBypXutI/AAAAAAAAA94/g_KEAGPRDec/s1600-h/CIMG0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAeBypXutI/AAAAAAAAA94/g_KEAGPRDec/s400/CIMG0407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219704984246401746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All like man/woman in black, e only identif-able color are me and peishan (red and grey,LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAeLbBIy5I/AAAAAAAAA-A/bpAy26vKxDk/s1600-h/CIMG0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAeLbBIy5I/AAAAAAAAA-A/bpAy26vKxDk/s400/CIMG0408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219705149702327186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, left 5 of us, wondering round Bugis Street, encircling in circle like vulture below its carcass (hmm  my descriptive juice must be overflowing right now), before we finally landed ourselves at this road side dessert store for what else- dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the traditional paste, walnut! Thinking walnut&gt;almond&gt;sesame&gt;peanut in term of price and all cost the same [i must clarify though, the thoughts come in after i ordered it, LOL!!!!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desserts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAeg-ZYaBI/AAAAAAAAA-I/TfMYnza2TRw/s1600-h/CIMG0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHAeg-ZYaBI/AAAAAAAAA-I/TfMYnza2TRw/s400/CIMG0409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219705519976507410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronicle of my life before army Part 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 NPCC musketeers w/o John turns out today @ Vivo for brunch at Subway (AGAIN??) even though I just had it recently, I still totally had no idea on the SOP (standard operation protocol, according to clins)! I order 1 foot when I wanted 6 inches; thinking 6&gt;1 (cux i wanted a smaller 1, zzzzz); when the guy drag out the 1 foot loaf, I knew tt was not the size I wanted but still too ps to said ‘wrong size’ so just stick with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, I finished about 10inches of loft, leaving the 2 inches behind! @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, the 3 walk walk and photo taking as usual (whenever there’s Lion around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0418-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/CIMG0418-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0419-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/CIMG0419-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of LIon's photography skills, gt this pic well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0414-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20the%203/CIMG0414-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it movie time! We catch “wanted’ when I thought it was ‘1/3’, when they told me to watch that movie. The movie itself makes your heart tumbling like mad with the action pack and not forgetting the double of A. Jolie show casing her butt (OPS). The plot is about how this ugly duckling becoming a dazzling swan kind of thing. The idea of seeing oneself as God is kind of cliché thing when Sloan comes out with this ‘fate-creator-thread-machine’ which decide the next to-be assassinated victim. Aiya, all in all there some twist that makes me baffled but its just not my kind of movie, =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, the guys talk about shit lots of stuffs revolving what else-Love life, when Clins asked us for suggestion on date and kind of things (as if we’re the pro); but theoretically I may know, to deliver  it out I don’t know how to, LOl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well good time spend with those 2 buddies before army! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&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;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;.Chronicle of my life before army Part 6&lt;br /&gt;07/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel and I decided to ‘rackey’ the lately built-bridge connectors linking Mt.Faber to Henderson Wave to Natural trails to Alexandra Arch to Hortpark but we didn’t venture into the Kent Ridge region @__@ oh well. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunch was at this French restaurant, we’d some Tartins (an open sandwich) with Tiramisu as desserts (I was like Tiramisu at this part of time, some more there’s hint of liquor/rum?) well since I haven’t had a chance to try it so why not, the first bite was impressive when the liquor sort of like vaporize and exploded in your mouth,boom. Thereafter when your taste bud got used to it, the taste becomes milder and milder before it becomes like another cake with subtle taste. Mel the guru explained ‘Dessert is the last part of dish, so it need to bring you down from a climax yea?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiramisu with Eiffel tower beside it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLgokYouaI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/1mRZKCNpqwI/s1600-h/CIMG0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLgokYouaI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/1mRZKCNpqwI/s400/CIMG0431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220481905642224034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual impressed with his guru-ish answer! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head on for the expedition! The grueling walk up &amp; down Mt. Faber was the toughest of the journey, with uneven and steep steps. In the midst was some hidden pavilion where lovers can spend their time there and enjoyed the sunset!! There this lovely church somewhere but we can’t locate it, maybe next time I shall track it down with someone else? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top of Faber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLhLnIoDJI/AAAAAAAAA-g/9fCfvkudeP0/s1600-h/CIMG0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLhLnIoDJI/AAAAAAAAA-g/9fCfvkudeP0/s400/CIMG0441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220482507675798674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then down Faber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLhf0aK9AI/AAAAAAAAA-o/C5zF1yX8uh4/s1600-h/CIMG0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLhf0aK9AI/AAAAAAAAA-o/C5zF1yX8uh4/s400/CIMG0456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220482854836433922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued the journey, we reach Henderson wave with lots of detour (thanks to Mel for he wanted to visit some steam garden and ended up In some muddy pond with only 1 terrapin being spotted!) zzz LOL!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henderson wave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLhxgfToAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/kkl55K7a6pQ/s1600-h/CIMG0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLhxgfToAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/kkl55K7a6pQ/s400/CIMG0460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220483158726909954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLh9V_yrBI/AAAAAAAAA-4/tlmkQ6p6-Ow/s1600-h/CIMG0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLh9V_yrBI/AAAAAAAAA-4/tlmkQ6p6-Ow/s400/CIMG0465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220483362068802578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLiIUY1wNI/AAAAAAAAA_A/xXqVo2_f-wI/s1600-h/CIMG0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLiIUY1wNI/AAAAAAAAA_A/xXqVo2_f-wI/s400/CIMG0468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220483550615552210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding down the waves, we reached the most inter-twined bridges you saw in SG- The something natural trails or stm! I like how it turns and twist before we reached the bottom! Then it started rain la just before we set forth! But was kind of cool experience, the splashing of rain, the strong wind! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies&amp;Gentleman may i present you e something natural trails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLi3iejfFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/kOKe8q6SnV0/s1600-h/CIMG0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLi3iejfFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/kOKe8q6SnV0/s400/CIMG0483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220484361851468882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like an enchanted forest yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLjYwB1bEI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/yQOYlAFVuXg/s1600-h/CIMG0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SHLjYwB1bEI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/yQOYlAFVuXg/s400/CIMG0485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220484932424789058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then before long we cross the Alexandra Arch and reached Hortpark (some garden) and saw 2 wedding couples taking photos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a bus ride down to Lao-pa-sak and had this Kebab (yes again!); but more economical one! LOL! Was quite good la, just that not enough meat to goes with the rice =/ then down to Esplanade and chill at this luxurious café (cookie museum), the services was like top-notch, when the waitress push a trolley to your side, using a tweezer to take the serviette on your side and the kind of thing. I felt weird at first, as I felt totally out of place in this kind of posh/extravagant place. Mind you, I was sitting in a golden armed chair (according to them). That place was like, you ordered your tea, and sample the cookies available (they even have exotic flavors like ikan billis, laksa!)LOL totally impressed in their art of computing those thing into cookies!.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a total of 200++ photos are taken, and it'll be nuts to upload them all, so i just put bout 1/4 of e pics taken in this sideshow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w160.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj and mel expedition/655bb267.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i160.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s160.photobucket.com/albums/t195/kaispiral/kj%20and%20mel%20expedition/?action=view&amp;current=655bb267.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7470119881736220525?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7470119881736220525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7470119881736220525' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7470119881736220525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7470119881736220525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/07/chronicle-of-my-life-before-army-part-2.html' title='Chronicle of my life before army~ Part 2 &amp; 3 &amp; 4 &amp;5       &amp;6(now)'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SG16xP_l5GI/AAAAAAAAA7w/w2jXNiGQ4sw/s72-c/CIMG0367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5194264709152886062</id><published>2008-07-02T17:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:01:45.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Chronicle of my life before army~Part 1</title><content type='html'>Chronicle of my life before army~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;while waiting for outing; i spend time singing at home, zi wo tao zhui&lt;/span&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Lion for some quick lunch before some game of bowling; it was like since when I last bowl, perhaps 3++ years back (cux I don remembered I did bowl during my poly’s days). As expected, I’d performed all the ‘long-kang’ kind of shots; where the entire ball roll down the corner of the lane; luckily no girls of our age there, if not I wouldn’t have had continue the game. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even tried to act pro as usual when I tried to twist the ball making it spin. My kind of spin is the ball spinning round in a fixed position, not those kinds that spin from one corner to the center kind of stunt obviously! And it just didn’t get better evidently. .  Lion was doing much better . . . wait wayyyyyyyy better, considering my average score of like 50 (I KNOW IS PATHETIC) @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sit down for some tea and prata and talk about the good old times, the girls, about life even! This kind of thing is really nostalgic and I really do enjoy it! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5194264709152886062?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5194264709152886062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5194264709152886062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5194264709152886062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5194264709152886062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/07/chronicle-of-my-life-before-army.html' title='Chronicle of my life before army~Part 1'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-9196482442248067204</id><published>2008-07-01T13:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:18:24.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>touCh me / toUCh me not</title><content type='html'>Someone recently just spark my interest in occult or otherwise referred as ‘hidden wisdom’. We’re talking about supernatural thing when she mentioned Wicca. I remembered mentioning the term in my blog sometime back during my attachment period when I’d nothing better to do and done some read up on it over the net. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People usually associate the term with witchcraft/evil/Satanism and stuffs, a major stereotype. I’m not into this kind of New Age thing, but will just read it up to satisfy my curiosity. Those little spell that evolve round imagination, like imagine water washing away those ‘evil/sad thoughts’ as you having a bath or something is pretty psychological kind of thing and is ‘touchable’. Those revolved round tools, drawing of circle; chatting to me is  a touch-me-not art, so yea. . . But who knows, when one is drive into 1 corner, they might just turn to this kind of divinity for aids. All things doesn’t come free, there is always an equal trade in, you gain something; you’ll lose something. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Perhaps the 3-fold thing is there to restrict people from touching the not-to-touch things, but is always safer to believe; there ate always rules to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I totally agree with 1 of their ‘teaching’, about the concern for the environment like aboriginal-based religions. Quotes ‘They strongly respect and care for the earth itself, and all of its species of animals and plants. They feel closely tuned to the cycles of nature and to the earth itself. They reject the concept, mentioned in Genesis 1:28, that mankind is to subdue the earth and to dominate all of its living creatures. They feel that humans should live in cooperation with other species and with the universe.’ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It weird but sometime when I pass by this park, the tree with its bark tainted black from the car exhaust; I will unknowingly felt sorry for them. . . @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to jog this morning, but it rain la! so decide to walk up stairs instead (a 3mins plus exercise from 1st to 23rd stories), zzzz then perhaps jog latta the evening. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa!!!!!!!! my physical fitness drop like mad la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3++ km run from 18mins(i think) to 22mins&lt;br /&gt;pull up from 9 drop to 6&lt;br /&gt;sit up don need mentioned, 20 shag laio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ @20:18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-9196482442248067204?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/9196482442248067204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=9196482442248067204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/9196482442248067204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/9196482442248067204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/07/touch-me-touch-me-not.html' title='touCh me / toUCh me not'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-6188457051069022358</id><published>2008-06-30T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:17:31.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>LiST of BUdgeTEd stuFFS and other random stuffs</title><content type='html'>So in exactly 10 more days I’ll be going to a place where all boys become men! I’d got myself a list of budgeted must-have items for army; as I thought I wouldn’t need them in 18 months times . . . so far I got&lt;br /&gt;1) Back-nerdy-think-spec @ $80&lt;br /&gt;2) Casio electronic black watch @$30&lt;br /&gt;3) CITIZEN Quartz clock @$8&lt;br /&gt;4) Discounted brief/ shampoo/ some wet tissue for removal of camouflage paint/ all bought at Expo sales (I was there working so why not?)&lt;br /&gt;And other random stuff; anything else I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I’m going to spend my last week? I thought of swimming, cycling at ubin, some running to start those engines going (if not inertia will be darn big when I get in there). Just yesterday I visited a sensei for my back injury, who twisted my back/arm like nobody business, so yea arm-related exercise out, so I’m left with jogging. I wan my swim la, this few days weather so darn good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought of zoo, Escape theme park. . . well, we’ll see. . . or jux simply learn my Chinese song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!!!!!!!!! I broke my own sales record again on my last day, making my end month sales from 3.3k on April to 4.3k on May to 5K on June!!! That adrenaline rush when I busy punching the calculator for my June sale; and when I saw the digit 5 was like so thrill la! I achieve my goal and can leave the company with pride and honor!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets get retro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/jpUSwdGVZb/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/jpUSwdGVZb/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/B-FsKl/music/uatZrMhy/luna_sea_i_for_you/"&gt;I For You - Luna Sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the best band at their time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-6188457051069022358?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/6188457051069022358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=6188457051069022358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6188457051069022358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/6188457051069022358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/06/list-of-budgeted-stuffs-and-other.html' title='LiST of BUdgeTEd stuFFS and other random stuffs'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1500778065761786981</id><published>2008-06-27T09:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:10:26.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>fUN, FuN, fuN</title><content type='html'>outside the K_room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRIOtQhDGI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CNG5qLz1DYg/s1600-h/CIMG0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRIOtQhDGI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CNG5qLz1DYg/s400/CIMG0349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216373685906115682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo-frm left: those 2 buddies, Xueyun &amp; Eileen, with calvin half-asleep!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was my first time in karaoke! The talk-a lot me quickly becomes a squeaky mouse once inside the K-room. I can’t even hold a mic properly for goodness sake; my hands were obviously shaking too. It wasn’t until the last 15mins (of the 5hrs we spend inside) that I got comfortable and finished singing 1 song. The rest either sing good or exceptionally well, with me croaking in the midst of  ambiance surrounding, perhaps I just need to pump in more confidence in it. Overall, still enjoyable la, I was expecting the 5hrs to drag for ages, luckily it turns out otherwise! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at this Korean restaurant, in some wu-lu-lu parts of Chinatown. It was totally pack la; and the food + services are obviously good at affordable price! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;free-flow&lt;/span&gt; side dishes! with the potato &amp; long beans being my fav (they are just side by side!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRJH6Vve8I/AAAAAAAAA64/jy5wbQaTuzU/s1600-h/CIMG0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRJH6Vve8I/AAAAAAAAA64/jy5wbQaTuzU/s400/CIMG0351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216374668670237634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the main dishes. . .some photo taking- those 2 opposite of us just dont wana take photos; i tried snapping on them unknowingly, but failed @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRKs-UMNDI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/FTxibY7yFfY/s1600-h/CIMG0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRKs-UMNDI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/FTxibY7yFfY/s400/CIMG0353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216376404904260658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRK_4i0q3I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/_7yfYjkLG1g/s1600-h/CIMG0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRK_4i0q3I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/_7yfYjkLG1g/s400/CIMG0354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216376729772534642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the the food came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY B4 &amp; after squid-bim bin ba (is this how u spell?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRJwuhH24I/AAAAAAAAA7A/16SplYQ9GnM/s1600-h/CIMG0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRJwuhH24I/AAAAAAAAA7A/16SplYQ9GnM/s400/CIMG0355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216375369871383426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRKP3-AwqI/AAAAAAAAA7I/QYR9iH0z-AA/s1600-h/CIMG0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRKP3-AwqI/AAAAAAAAA7I/QYR9iH0z-AA/s400/CIMG0356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216375904984416930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally a grp photo-well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRLRkM3k0I/AAAAAAAAA7g/bEMHJ3WgqXs/s1600-h/CIMG0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRLRkM3k0I/AAAAAAAAA7g/bEMHJ3WgqXs/s400/CIMG0358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216377033549386562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRLbqKrCgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/GdELilUqL1A/s1600-h/CIMG0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRLbqKrCgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/GdELilUqL1A/s400/CIMG0359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216377206949480962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we begun to tour round the night-market at Chinatown; we knew we were walking in circle cux we kept seeing the same signboard like ‘Saga Street’; ‘Temple Street’ @___@&lt;br /&gt;And finallyyyyyyyyyyyyy……………….. We anchored ourselves at Mac and talk through the hours, with me showing them the coffee + Macflurry (as always the response was Yewwwwwwww) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;I do enjoy myself that night =] thinking of buying a Mic to practice at home, LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1500778065761786981?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1500778065761786981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1500778065761786981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1500778065761786981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1500778065761786981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-fun-fun.html' title='fUN, FuN, fuN'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SGRIOtQhDGI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CNG5qLz1DYg/s72-c/CIMG0349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-2122240513424514396</id><published>2008-06-26T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:26:01.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>ThoUghts</title><content type='html'>Someone asked me a question that really struck me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘So you like wearing mask la’ she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having some conversation when she told me that I’m so outspoken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her ‘actually I’m like not that in school; very quiet and stuff’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She gave me a total disbelief gesture before asking me that question. &lt;br /&gt;I gave a thought,  I didn’t literally/purposely behaved like that in different scenarios, perhaps the job need it that it just comes naturally, and in school is not necessary that it just hid right within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that&lt;br /&gt;Kai &lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Browsing through youtube for some Chinese songs; going karaoke later @__@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-2122240513424514396?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/2122240513424514396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=2122240513424514396' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2122240513424514396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/2122240513424514396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/06/thoughts.html' title='ThoUghts'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7971729812789570855</id><published>2008-06-26T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:31:56.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol.weird'/><title type='text'>think Twice</title><content type='html'>I always thought with my sales in this line /why no one come dig me?/  Ops, someone talkng big&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last few weeks I was finally headhunted by other brands!! I was approached by this guy in JL selling charcoal and this lady from LabSeries(one of those higher end skincare product) at CP. Well I am going army soon so yea rejected their offers. I only learned later that Labseries lack people that they came find me. Well. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’d met enough of weird guy and today I just met yet another one in a toilet. . .&lt;br /&gt;I was washing my face when a guy in his 50s opens up a conversation with me . . . then he said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Keep in touch’&lt;br /&gt;I was like continue doing my things. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Come I give you my number’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plucked out my HP and key in his number reluctantly. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued doing my things, and he was like encircling round the toilet unwilling to leave. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I untie my belt to sought of adjust my pant, when he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘You wore boxer, meaning no underwear inside right?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Yea’&lt;br /&gt;‘Next time I gonna wear 1 &amp; do drop me a sms yea?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he finally left, he sought of squeeze my arm and left.  . .  I was freak out la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly labeled him as sick old man, but when I recalled the conversation we had, I remembered him saying that his sons are all grown out and were all leaving him. Then I came to realized that perhaps he’s lonely and need someone to talk to, but by then I’d already deleted his number. Given another chance I doubt I would even had dropped him a sms. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’ &lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;This week will be my last week working.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm how I’m going to spend my next week? Cycling? Then on the 3rd I be tekong! BOTAK!!!! Mirror anyone, there’s a mobile one soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/GdrurNHOR8/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/GdrurNHOR8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/weathered-dayz/music/3js9cnbC/full_metal_panic_karenai_hana/"&gt;Karenai Hana - Full Metal Panic!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7971729812789570855?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7971729812789570855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7971729812789570855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7971729812789570855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7971729812789570855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/06/think-twice.html' title='think Twice'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-1390907871150353443</id><published>2008-06-19T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:29:48.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random stuffs</title><content type='html'>My dad was bitten by a stray dog when he tried to defend Happy (his office dog). The first things that came to my mind were rabies, as he had fever and such; but thank God it subsided. It’s pretty ironic for a dog’s lover to be bitten by a dog, yeah? I gave a thought will I do the same thing for Russell? Hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. . .&lt;br /&gt;Something lame happened today. I saw this toilet bowl that is 9/10 filled to it brim but still decided to pee on it. Using the jet to create sought of whirlpool that actually manages to ‘push’ the water in. I was like [smart me]. When I was about to left, the bowl automatically gave a flush and puff! IT STARTS TO OVERFLOW, and I was like running out of the cubical like an idiot. Many eyes were on me, thinking WTF with this guy? @____@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there had been this hype on this electronic pop group-PERFUME. Their voices were all computerized, with lots of synthesizer, guitar riffs and those electronic elements you can think of. One thing about their song-ITS DAARN FREKING ADDICTING and may be IRRITATING to some (especially the bridge part)  . . .  here the song that put them on the chart-Polyrhythm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/l9dQJskFrn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/l9dQJskFrn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/FjOqHW/music/LZXgeaPh/perfume_polyrhythm/"&gt;POLYRHYTHM - Perfume&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing for sure, they cant sing an actual live, cux of their computerized vocal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 more days to AMRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-1390907871150353443?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/1390907871150353443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=1390907871150353443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1390907871150353443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/1390907871150353443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-stuffs.html' title='random stuffs'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-7167352536471970449</id><published>2008-06-18T09:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:46:56.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>OuGht to BE</title><content type='html'>Sometime I thought I ought to be bighearted, but having too much will be taken for granted easily (I know it myself). But I guess it’s alright if it’s a family’s member.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Takre care&lt;br /&gt;=’&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-7167352536471970449?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/7167352536471970449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=7167352536471970449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7167352536471970449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/7167352536471970449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/06/ought-to-be.html' title='OuGht to BE'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19749521.post-5020494688578235662</id><published>2008-06-15T15:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:42:11.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=]'/><title type='text'>waIting For ToniGht</title><content type='html'>Instead of the usual buying of cake, writing of cards, buying of present; my sis and I decide to bake cake for our dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the process (actually is pretty easy, i bought those pre-made ingredients and literally pour everything in and mix together with water and butter)Amount of water and butter are all added instinctively, cux i'd totally no idea how much is 2cups of water and how much of butter to replace 1/2 cup of veg oil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTFop_iqEI/AAAAAAAAA6I/UKq_ErU1dhg/s1600-h/Photo-0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTFop_iqEI/AAAAAAAAA6I/UKq_ErU1dhg/s400/Photo-0441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212007971032311874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTFuF38nNI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/zJzokRcQzmo/s1600-h/Photo-0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTFuF38nNI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/zJzokRcQzmo/s400/Photo-0442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212008064415997138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crush oreao filling to fill in between layer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTGgQ2VdyI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/0b6TcHxYxlE/s1600-h/Photo-0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTGgQ2VdyI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/0b6TcHxYxlE/s400/Photo-0443.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212008926355486498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it turn out pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTGnsHBiwI/AAAAAAAAA6g/wTCmZYxeunQ/s1600-h/Photo-0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTGnsHBiwI/AAAAAAAAA6g/wTCmZYxeunQ/s400/Photo-0444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212009053932325634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now comes the decoration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; ta-da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTGu7jd7aI/AAAAAAAAA6o/90rRjdCZtOU/s1600-h/Photo-0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTGu7jd7aI/AAAAAAAAA6o/90rRjdCZtOU/s400/Photo-0445.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212009178337242530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it does look kind of yuky, but it's definitely a sign of home-made cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initial plan was making oreo cheesecake, but i just cant find the key ingredients-cream cheese so yea turns to pre-made batter. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wait for tonight. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;takre care&lt;br /&gt;='&lt;br /&gt;桜 &amp; 恋 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YUI's latest PV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAG6Z53W2-A&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAG6Z53W2-A&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full of vibrant and summer feels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19749521-5020494688578235662?l=myvoicez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/feeds/5020494688578235662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19749521&amp;postID=5020494688578235662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5020494688578235662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19749521/posts/default/5020494688578235662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvoicez.blogspot.com/2008/06/waiting-for-tonight.html' title='waIting For ToniGht'/><author><name>kai/kaispiral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05025387382409534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SMZ8nK46mnI/AAAAAAAABAA/7_zMmykTSVY/S220/th_CIMG0372-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP7z3TLbxyA/SFTFop_iqEI/AAAAAAAAA6I/UKq_ErU1dhg/s72-c/Photo-0441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
