<?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-423259142172959252</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:12:37.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing's On The Wall</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-2422672438737260793</id><published>2009-12-31T13:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:04:30.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Oh! Ten. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46 days!&lt;/span&gt; I did not even realise that's how long my last post was. . What happened in Nov? And today is already the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;last day of the year and the decade&lt;/span&gt;. Hmmmm. . . Actually life has been pretty much the same. . . &lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Monotonous&lt;/span&gt;. . . repeated cycle. . . &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Eat, sleep, work&lt;/span&gt;. . . Patiently waiting for the precious miserable weekends then groaning about the next day being Monday. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's NYE, I thought I might just scribble something here. . . Making resolutions maybe? I think I fulfilled most of my 2009 to-do list. . . &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More&lt;/span&gt; runs, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; holidays. . . &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Met Beyonce!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ahhhh. . . Sweet Dreams for 2009. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw1hmF9s6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/C85uUprpM8E/s1600-h/Photo1140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw1hmF9s6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/C85uUprpM8E/s320/Photo1140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266902724752290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the last posting on Eliza Bday. . . Went for another &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;10-15-42km&lt;/span&gt; run. Nike, New Balance &amp;amp; SCM. Honestly I did not train intensively for this year's SCM, but managed to shave 20 min off the previous 42km. Really really want that Sub-5 timing. . . So I had officially started training 3 days ago in preparation for Sundown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw1GfOXoeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/j9kyakEed7w/s1600-h/Photo1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw1GfOXoeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/j9kyakEed7w/s320/Photo1091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266437024489954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw1V1-JYpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-AyYRxexH8Q/s1600-h/Photo1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw1V1-JYpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-AyYRxexH8Q/s320/Photo1111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266700828500626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the success of Not a Lonely Xmas in 2008, the TingTing once again produced a spectacular celebration for 2009, White Xmas last week. Probably the only event in the year where every mutual friends will gather and just mingle and do some catch-up a.k.a bitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw8dYE0P9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/TgkVoy2VRWk/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw8dYE0P9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/TgkVoy2VRWk/s320/Picture+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421274526823759826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw7uAmK0bI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8UZuEaawWnI/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw7uAmK0bI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8UZuEaawWnI/s320/Group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421273713067348402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise, I have learnt a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt;, which translates to more work. I am certified Loadmaster, therefore I will be able to trim aircraft weights and prepare the loadsheet for A319 and A320. Because of this useful skill, I was given the chance to bring back our latest aircraft from Hamburg. Finally, I get to step my foot somewhere beyond Bangkok. But still love Bangkok to death! 2 holidays trip confirmed for 2010. .  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bangkok in Apr&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Phuket in July&lt;/span&gt;. . &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ton rap soo Tai 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions for the brand new decade?? Nothing much actually. . .&lt;br /&gt;-- &gt; Be healthy always. . . as age is working against me.&lt;br /&gt;-- &gt; To plan another Bangkok trip (or maybe 2 more)&lt;br /&gt;-- &gt; Sub-5 for 42!!!&lt;br /&gt;-- &gt; Take up diving. . .?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bangs and boomz for me today. Will just take it slow and quiet (for now) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy New Year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sawasdee Pee Mai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-2422672438737260793?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/2422672438737260793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-oh-ten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/2422672438737260793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/2422672438737260793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-oh-ten.html' title='To Oh! Ten. . .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Szw1hmF9s6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/C85uUprpM8E/s72-c/Photo1140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-1009801100665773795</id><published>2009-10-14T19:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:39:16.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Joy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXCD_PRHWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qW5Vwgetj6Q/s1600-h/Prize+Ceremony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXCD_PRHWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qW5Vwgetj6Q/s320/Prize+Ceremony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392429502616903010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can be sweeter than celebrating Eliza's 24th?? Of course my hard earned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; dragonboat medal from the 5-crew race last weekend! For the past 1 year or so, it has always been plates from Minor Finals, and finally last Sunday the hard work has paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXDYG5IeBI/AAAAAAAAALo/Kk0xNrBslPM/s1600-h/Team+F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXDYG5IeBI/AAAAAAAAALo/Kk0xNrBslPM/s320/Team+F.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392430947780556818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was such a humbling experience for me, given the chance to row with a bunch of&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; "old guards"&lt;/span&gt; who had rowed for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;NUS&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Kiyah Splashh&lt;/span&gt; during their glory days. They still had not lost their touch, which were proven with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;silver&lt;/span&gt; medal that we clinched in the Men's Open. Even though we had to row 2 additional repercharges on the first day before reaching the semi, it gave us the chance to fine tune our techniques and seating arrangements. We reach the Men's Open final after a tight race, beating 2nd placed PLK Paddlers by a mere 0.12 seconds. The Inter Business/Clubs semi was just as competitive, and we lost to another Kiyah team by 0.22 seconds. Nevertheless, we gave it all out in the Men's Open final and redeemed ourselves with a respectable 2nd place win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXDo0kTOaI/AAAAAAAAALw/PEEeRXFEIU0/s1600-h/Group+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXDo0kTOaI/AAAAAAAAALw/PEEeRXFEIU0/s320/Group+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392431234919119266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXEsRyGLkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uCnJctvxwws/s1600-h/Eliza+HOF3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXEsRyGLkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uCnJctvxwws/s320/Eliza+HOF3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392432393812848194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not-so)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sweet occasion that weekend was &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Eliza's grand 24th celebration&lt;/span&gt;. It was held at the same place as last year's Xmas at Bt Batok chalet, but this time it was the rugged type, with no furnitures. Not so suitable for an overnight stay, unless you don't mind roughing it out on the floor. After the 2 sets of heats and 2 sets of repercharges, I still had to do up the place with Jenn. We were done decorating the place even before Lynn could lend her hands. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Hint: She was not early as usual. . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere felt like a mini Xmas celebration, competing in&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXEWyXuGwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HxRHdpgSWxw/s1600-h/Jenn+HOF3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXEWyXuGwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HxRHdpgSWxw/s320/Jenn+HOF3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392432024603466498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; must-have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Taboo&lt;/span&gt; and also crowning the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;best Eliza-dressed of the night.&lt;/span&gt; With &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Jenn Gaga&lt;/span&gt; presence, what more can you ask for your big day. . .!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-1009801100665773795?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/1009801100665773795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/10/double-joy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/1009801100665773795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/1009801100665773795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/10/double-joy-weekend.html' title='Double Joy Weekend'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/StXCD_PRHWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qW5Vwgetj6Q/s72-c/Prize+Ceremony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-3541099159293973246</id><published>2009-09-30T21:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:04:54.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Good, Good Night. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SsNjBuh5u2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/pXaxM470WBc/s1600-h/PIC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SsNjBuh5u2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/pXaxM470WBc/s320/PIC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387258460586490722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares whether Brawn managed to clinch the constructor championship or Hamilton won the race at Singapore F1 race. The highlight was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;F1 concert at Fort Canning Park&lt;/span&gt; on 26th September. The night where my all time favourite girl performed in front of 9,000 screaming fans. It was a long wait but it was certainly worth it. I started queuing with Jon from 2pm onwards to grab the best spot in front of the stage. And we managed to! Right &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; at the barricades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt; appeared only at midnight, but we were treated to good music by &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;DJ Havana Brown&lt;/span&gt;. She was so hot. . . and the music she spinned was even hotter - hot club R&amp;amp;B music which got the crowds pumped up. It was like a mini Zoukout and I was already soaked wet by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SsNkNbPzYCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bvzRHv5CaRs/s1600-h/Photo1041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SsNkNbPzYCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bvzRHv5CaRs/s320/Photo1041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387259761080360994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon after that, it was a 15 min skit by beatboxer &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Killa Kella&lt;/span&gt; before &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Black Eyed Peas&lt;/span&gt; came on stage for the next hour or so. The ever energetic Peas got the crowds even more pumped up. They ended with their no. 1 reigning hit on the Hot 100 Billboard for 13 weeks - I Gotta Feeling, which was so grand with confetti showering the whole park.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;DJ Seb Fontaine&lt;/span&gt; then spinned electronic pop songs til midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SsNkdXWvvdI/AAAAAAAAALA/KJBZWuOQ3Lc/s1600-h/Photo1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SsNkdXWvvdI/AAAAAAAAALA/KJBZWuOQ3Lc/s320/Photo1053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387260034913648082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the clock struck midnight, everyone was chanting for Beyonce to come on stage. Once the curtain was drawn, the gorgeous diva who was dressed in a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; gold sequins&lt;/span&gt; dress with a bunny ribbon at her bum appeared. . . finally. It was a starstruck moment. . . Although she was nursing a sore throat, she &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SsNkpFmQf7I/AAAAAAAAALI/ZoYtjpeuDoI/s1600-h/PIC_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SsNkpFmQf7I/AAAAAAAAALI/ZoYtjpeuDoI/s320/PIC_0117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387260236305301426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gave it her all with a perfect voice and routine. A true classy performer indeed. Her Halo finale tribute to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;King of Pop&lt;/span&gt; was so haunting and I'm sure some of fans were left in tears. I was left with a hoarse voice by 2am after all that screaming and shouting. . . I guess it was my sign of love for her, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;together in health and sickness&lt;/span&gt;. . .having sore throats together. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-3541099159293973246?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/3541099159293973246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-good-good-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3541099159293973246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3541099159293973246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-good-good-night.html' title='My Good, Good Night. . .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SsNjBuh5u2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/pXaxM470WBc/s72-c/PIC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-8930465767347858690</id><published>2009-09-02T20:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:37:43.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol not-so Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sp5wEG4siSI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EXtbrWaiu-I/s1600-h/SingaporeIdol_Logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 68px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376858220997151010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sp5wEG4siSI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EXtbrWaiu-I/s320/SingaporeIdol_Logo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its here again. . . After a 3 year hiatus, the Singapore version of the most popular singing reality TV show is back. Claimed by the media as the most &lt;em&gt;"talented"&lt;/em&gt; season ever, I almost fell off the chair. The local version pales in comparison to the American counterparts, in terms of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;, from talent to production wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge notable difference is having the results show on the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;same day&lt;/span&gt; as the piano show. And there were only 2 piano show, where 6 contestants from each show will make up the Top 12. Its an obvious move to cut cost by compacting everything, truly Singapore &lt;em&gt;"chop chop"&lt;/em&gt; style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a significant presence of exotic Eurasians for this season. My fave will be &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Frances&lt;/span&gt; - a big girl with a big voice. Its a waste that she was voted off. Farhan Shah is on his way to become the next Taufik, but not the voice though. The males contestants so far are adopting the Kris Allen style, belting out acoustic songs. But Syltra shamed the guys totally. She did a KT Tunstall number, strumming the guitar so well with her rendition of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Black Horse &amp;amp; Cherry Trees." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;However the best performance of the night was not by any of the Idols, it was &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Learns to Rock.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm definitely rooting for a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;female&lt;/span&gt; idol winner this year. Its a tall order, given the votes are always for the pretty boys. All 3 voted in by viewers are, no surprise, male contestants and the other 3 females had to depend on the Judges' votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am not really expecting much out of the show, just watching it to clock my TV hours. I guess everyone should know by now that the winner won't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; make it in the English music industry. It's well proven by our previous 2 Idols, who went on to make records in their native language and make a name for themselves, not even locally but overseas. In short, the winner will make it big in Malaysia, Indonesia or Taiwan. . . but &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; Singapore. Sad but true. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-8930465767347858690?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/8930465767347858690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/09/idol-not-so-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8930465767347858690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8930465767347858690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/09/idol-not-so-fever.html' title='Idol not-so Fever'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sp5wEG4siSI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EXtbrWaiu-I/s72-c/SingaporeIdol_Logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-6574550820469268195</id><published>2009-08-20T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:51:05.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Frenzy. .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/So1h_NHXAyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EcBtSvNrYa4/s1600-h/AHM+Medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372057669003051810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/So1h_NHXAyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EcBtSvNrYa4/s320/AHM+Medal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The running spirit is still &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;burning&lt;/span&gt; strong within me. Just completed my 2nd AHM last Sunday, and crossed the finishing line at &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;02hr 09min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. . . just a few minutes shy of my sub 2hr target. There's always next year. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A full marathon already marked for December, and signing up for Nov's 15km &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;New Balance Run&lt;/span&gt;. I will just carry on this healthy addiction to as far as my legs will bring me to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to revive the weekly running session with Jenn &amp;amp; Lynn. Weekly Thursday run at Bishan will begin next week!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/So1ifQdJxYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Pc5uftfYb88/s1600-h/PA+Run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372058219655579010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/So1ifQdJxYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Pc5uftfYb88/s320/PA+Run.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four months after the &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Passion Run&lt;/span&gt;, the cert is finally here. Kinda interesting, in a form of newspaper article, just that the photo is very badly taken. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-6574550820469268195?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/6574550820469268195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/08/running-frenzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/6574550820469268195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/6574550820469268195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/08/running-frenzy.html' title='Running Frenzy. .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/So1h_NHXAyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EcBtSvNrYa4/s72-c/AHM+Medal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-7602162451344974732</id><published>2009-08-05T21:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:16:16.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double "B" Whammy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnmSIoeeYTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/j-B9zM_XaQI/s1600-h/F1+Rocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366481107990503730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnmSIoeeYTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/j-B9zM_XaQI/s320/F1+Rocks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LISTEN! If you haven't already heard, my long-awaited Bootylicious Dreamgirl &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(RING THE ALARM!!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;will be on our sunny little island for a &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Night Only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; concert on 26th September. Besides that, the Diva will share the stage with one of the hottest R&amp;amp;B group right now, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Black Eyed Peas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! What else could beat that? &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; acts&lt;/span&gt; for the price of 1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They will be performing as part of &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F1 Rocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at Fort Canning in conjunction with the F1 Night Race in Singapore. F1 Rocks will run for 3 days from 24th Sep to 26 Sep, with different artists gracing the event. But of course 26th is the main highlight for me, and it cost $180 which is $30 more compared to the the other 2 days. But who cares. . .its &lt;em&gt;B and Peas&lt;/em&gt; for goodness sake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have not been aware of it if it wasn't for Jon and Ama, who sms-ed me early in the morning, and were as excited as me. I wasted no time in getting my ticket after gym at Bugis, to avoid the disappointment I had when tickets for Jason Mraz were sold out almost instantly. My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;precious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ticket is now under key and lock for safekeeping. Will be having &lt;em&gt;Sweet Dreams&lt;/em&gt; til 26th. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-7602162451344974732?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/7602162451344974732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/08/double-b-whammy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/7602162451344974732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/7602162451344974732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/08/double-b-whammy.html' title='Double &quot;B&quot; Whammy!'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnmSIoeeYTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/j-B9zM_XaQI/s72-c/F1+Rocks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-5063025732859971474</id><published>2009-07-29T22:03:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:38:48.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363892821178619170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnBgGguelSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/s8Ih9mWArbg/s320/Photo0640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnBgRdL7Z-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_hyfoiMCJwg/s1600-h/Photo0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363893009206962146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnBgRdL7Z-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_hyfoiMCJwg/s320/Photo0658.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Touted to be the most exciting shopping trip ever, everyone was looking forward to this trip including myself, though I was there only 5 months ago. But when it comes to splashing your money on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;clothes, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;shoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it will never ever suffice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were lots of highs and lows about this trip: &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before, During &amp;amp; After!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Supposedly to be 6 of us embarking on this trip but HL, Jef and Stel had to drop out due to work commitments. Jenn also almost didn't make it for this trip after cancelling it &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;twice &lt;/span&gt;cos of SPF's travel restriction for staff in view of the H1N1 pandemic. Fortunately the restriction were lifted just days before 24th of July. Coincidentally Eliza and Lays booked on the same period as us on different flights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363893781272614514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnBg-ZWuVnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8EhIff1CSgo/s320/Photo0625.jpg" /&gt;All hell broke loose when you have &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;4 women&lt;/span&gt; coming together to wipe out the mall as much as possible. On average we spent around &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;6 hours per day&lt;/span&gt;, combing &lt;em&gt;Platinum&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Chatuchak&lt;/em&gt;. Our shopping mission was interrupted for a moment on the 3rd day in Platinum when Lays became an unfortunate pickpocket victim. Her shopping bag were cut at both sides unknowingly &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnBhSarYsRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fqLiJNegAsE/s1600-h/Photo0623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363894125225095442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnBhSarYsRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fqLiJNegAsE/s320/Photo0623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;resulting in the loss of her wallet and handphone. It was kinda freaky cos it happened along a very short distance from the last time Lays still had her valuables with her. The thugs would have to get very close to her to make the cutting on her bag. My heart really goes out to her. . . I know how it felt like to lose your valuables. . . The unlucky incident didn't manage to dampen our spirit though. The ladies went on to add a few &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shoes and dresses to their wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnBh3o_trlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tEzav_ZYB7g/s1600-h/Starbucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 277px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363894764723613266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnBh3o_trlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tEzav_ZYB7g/s320/Starbucks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We parted with Lays and Eliza at &lt;em&gt;Khao San&lt;/em&gt; after our foot massage on the last night, and hoping to see them back in Singapore soon. But little did we know that our return flights were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;delayed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the next day upon reaching the airport. Flights departure were pushed to 2 hrs later, so we convened again at Starbucks while waiting for departure. Weary and broke. . . I still had to drag myself to work the next morning and suffered the most severe &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;post-holiday blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-5063025732859971474?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/5063025732859971474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/ups-and-downs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/5063025732859971474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/5063025732859971474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SnBgGguelSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/s8Ih9mWArbg/s72-c/Photo0640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-3444727115880422632</id><published>2009-07-20T20:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:13:18.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down . . .</title><content type='html'>Have already cruised through my 2nd IPPT and have yet to be called up for ICT, shrugs. . . Just like last year, I took the IPPT so as to receive the monetary incentive in time for the upcoming Bangkok spree. Thanks to Huiliang's pace, we clinched the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Gold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;again though he had to be contented with the same 24pts result as last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SmR4VRqcnBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hI_g3It3jm0/s1600-h/Obsessed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360541763391757330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SmR4VRqcnBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hI_g3It3jm0/s320/Obsessed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Obsessed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with Jenn and Lynn after that. With Beyonce starring in it, I wouldn't miss it for the world. I am not being biased, but the movie is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really good&lt;/span&gt;. The nail biting scenes were so heart thumping and nerve wrecking that I felt as if it was a horror movie. Ali Larter was so convincing in her role as a&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt; slut&lt;/span&gt; that will surely have viewers flooding her inbox with hate mails after the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be a WRTS outing for a &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;1 year&lt;/span&gt; commemoration cum disbanding session. But since we couldn't have a full attendance, we shall just let it diminish into obscurity. We shall continue as a trio through the Bangkok trip (4 more days girls!!) til maybe Jenn get leashed around the "Collar." Back to MP3 days soon. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-3444727115880422632?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/3444727115880422632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/counting-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3444727115880422632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3444727115880422632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/counting-down.html' title='Counting down . . .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SmR4VRqcnBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hI_g3It3jm0/s72-c/Obsessed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-4786863316367074515</id><published>2009-07-14T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:47:59.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Bananas!</title><content type='html'>I really lived up to the &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Banana Man"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; title around the office. Was so surprised at the overwhelming celebrations by my colleagues. At 0830, while I was still half awake at my desk and touching up my hair, my dearest colleagues from Inflight, Jasmine &amp;amp; Azura suddenly burst open the door, sang a birthday song at the&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;top of their lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and quickly ran back to their office. It sure woke me up, and some others who were around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, they bought me this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;frozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; coated with chocolate and nuts from Swensen's. I never knew such snack existed. Along with that, they burst through the door again, this time with the crowd from Inflight with a Swensen's ice cream and another song. Soon after trying to get back to work, Ground Services came in with another cake. . . &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolate banana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from Secret Recipe, and another song. Today's quota have way exceeded with the second slice that I had to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlyL7B4BMVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2BLz7a7Is7g/s1600-h/Banana+Shirt+(s).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358311502895984978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlyL7B4BMVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2BLz7a7Is7g/s320/Banana+Shirt+(s).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just before knocking off, 3 of my fellow Social Committee members came through the door again with something on their hand. I would have either fainted or hide under the table if it was another cake. Phew, they gave me this cute T shirt from Nike with a &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banana slogan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am quite moved by all the sweet gestures, not only from my colleagues, also from my friends and team mates. In all, I had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;4 Birthdays cakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over the past few days. With all that binging, I was worried that my IPPT Gold would be jeorpadised this Sat so I went for a 2.4km trial after work. Fortunately I am still on track for the $400. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-4786863316367074515?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/4786863316367074515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-bananas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/4786863316367074515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/4786863316367074515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-bananas.html' title='Going Bananas!'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlyL7B4BMVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2BLz7a7Is7g/s72-c/Banana+Shirt+(s).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-1100334856549479595</id><published>2009-07-12T19:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:32:50.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it 10th, 12th or 14th?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlnWobB_faI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8Q3nury18RY/s1600-h/Illuma+(s).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357549221673139618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlnWobB_faI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8Q3nury18RY/s320/Illuma+(s).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was my turn for the remnants of 3B13 to celebrate the yearly birthday celebrations. As I grow older, I do not really have much enthusiasm to commemorate the day I was born &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;24 years ago&lt;/span&gt;. However for the sake of formality and with some 'catching up' to do, we will usually have dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlnXWbGnf6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FdyBq3WITZU/s1600-h/Adidas+Gifts+(s).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357550011966521250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlnXWbGnf6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FdyBq3WITZU/s320/Adidas+Gifts+(s).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the actual day falls on a Tuesday, the dinner was brought forward 4 days earlier. My sincere thanks to them for bothering to make some time to attend the dinner. Also, for the lovely &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Adidas&lt;/span&gt; bag and watch gifts, though I had to wait for Lingzi who was late for the occasion to personally hand the gifts to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the honour of receiving early birthday wishes from 2 over-eagerly friends who &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thought that my Birthday was over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and wished me belated greetings. Fangs send me an SMS on the 11th, apologising for totally forgotten about it but claiming &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;confidently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that she knew it was my Birthday on the 10th. I didn't know how to react to that and just replied thanks with a hint of hesitation. The other one was Eliza, who asked if she was too late in wishing me this morning. Anyway, I appreciate their gesture, for &lt;em&gt;(almost)&lt;/em&gt; remembering that I'm gonna be 24.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The honours doesn't stop there. Yesterday, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kiyah Splashhie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; celebrated my birthday together&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlnXnD-nECI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PAyJgSCTiPw/s1600-h/Kiyah+Cake+(s).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 286px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357550297816698914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlnXnD-nECI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PAyJgSCTiPw/s320/Kiyah+Cake+(s).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with 2 other July babies, Guolong &amp;amp; Edward, during the BBQ session at Pasir Ris Park. It was not the best time to have a BBQ as it was pouring heavily. The rain came and went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; throughout the night. The weather didn't dampen the mood though as all of us just stood by the pit sheltering the food with umbrellas. We stick through the rain and braved the cold weather together. One team, One beat, One stroke indeed. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-1100334856549479595?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/1100334856549479595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-10th-12th-or-14th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/1100334856549479595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/1100334856549479595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-10th-12th-or-14th.html' title='Is it 10th, 12th or 14th?'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SlnWobB_faI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8Q3nury18RY/s72-c/Illuma+(s).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-4611719722805757013</id><published>2009-07-04T13:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:06:11.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The E.N.D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sk7syCwKUzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tq4tzNZcDmE/s1600-h/The+E.N.D+(s).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354477351466586930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sk7syCwKUzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tq4tzNZcDmE/s320/The+E.N.D+(s).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;must-have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; album this year, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Black Eyed Peas&lt;/span&gt; are back with their best album yet, &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The E.N.D (Energy Never Dies).&lt;/span&gt; I only managed to get hold of the album 2 weeks after its release. Kept going back to Gramophone Parkway Parade after my gym sessions only to find out that the Deluxe Edition was sold out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To date, The E.N.D has produced two No. 1's Billboard singles, with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Boom Boom Pow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; topping the chart for 12 weeks and succeeded by the current reigning No. 1, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I Gotta Feeling"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; The album itself debuts at No. 1 on its release. That already speaks a lot about the album. BEP is well known for churning out hot party songs, frequently being spinned at clubs. With&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; catchy hooks and beats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, their tunes are favourites among partygoers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like its previous 2 albums since the inclusion of Fergie in its lineup, The E.N.D has the same formula used. Majority of the tracks are fast tracks with catchy beats. Besides &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Boom Boom Pow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, others include &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Imma Be",&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Showdown"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Electric City".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Every BEP albums will have at least a socially-conscious track talking about politics and discrimination. For this album the track is called &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One Tribe".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; However this track doesn't seem to have the impact like its previous Elephunk's &lt;em&gt;"Where Is The Love"&lt;/em&gt; had. A Fergie solo &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Out Of My Head"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and the usual Apl De Ap's tribute song to his Filipino Roots&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Mare"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is also worth listening to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Deluxe edition comes a with second disc with tracks from BEP's previous album reinvented and remixed. The title also has been given a fresh name. The familiar tunes includes&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt; "Lets Get Re-Started", "Shut The Phunk Up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Pump It Harder".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Rumours has it that there were tension among BEP members, especially between Fergie and Will.i.am. It seems that Fergie wants things to be done her way. With her successful solo effort a few years ago, fame has apparently got the better of The Dutchess. No doubt that Fergie is the reason BEP became commercially successful since her recruitment for Elephunk. The album title itself has a double meaning. Will we see the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;E.N.D of BEP?&lt;/span&gt; Time will only tell whether the quartet will keep the energy going on. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-4611719722805757013?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/4611719722805757013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/4611719722805757013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/4611719722805757013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/07/end.html' title='The E.N.D.'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sk7syCwKUzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tq4tzNZcDmE/s72-c/The+E.N.D+(s).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-1723896838469605861</id><published>2009-06-30T21:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:05:28.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzz.. .</title><content type='html'>For the whole of this week I will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from my desk that has been piling with endless work, for a course at SIA Training Centre. Calls for a celebration! A short one nevertheless as I will have to face the mountain of work again next week. . . However, I had a very hard time keeping my eyes open during the class for the past 2 days. My eyelids were so heavy, and I kept doing a couple of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;headbanging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; moves. Maybe I am just so used to slogging back at the office rather than just keep still and sit through the lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SkteJMt56WI/AAAAAAAAAII/NEzRoeUlIxY/s1600-h/Minor+Plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353476094185564514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SkteJMt56WI/AAAAAAAAAII/NEzRoeUlIxY/s320/Minor+Plate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend was a memorable day for myself as well as Kiyah. We clinched a &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; plate in the Minor Final after a long drought of accolades from SDBF. Definitely the best showing from Kiyah in a long time, with 3 teams advancing to the semi and 2 teams to the Plate &amp;amp; Minor Final. Our 20men could have done better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I paddled &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;5 sets of 800m&lt;/span&gt; over the period of 2 days, I resumed my gym session on Monday, bearing Coach's inspiring advice to &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;continue our training&lt;/span&gt; almost immediately. And to my surprise, adhoc rowing session will resume this Sunday til commencement of the next season! It will do me good anyway, in preparation for the upcoming IPPT, need that $400, hopefully, for my BKK shopping spree. It will be my second test and I have yet to be called up for ICT. Shrugs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most anticipated trip of the year to Bangkok is just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;less than a month away&lt;/span&gt;, and Jenn just dropped the bombshell that she may &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; be able to make it. Given the current stupid swine outbreak, she would have to take a 7 days A/L for self imposed home quarantine. Saying its not worth it to sacrifice her leave, Jenn may not join for this trip. Anyway &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BKK2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has already been booked (yes yes. . it was Dejavu all over again. . randomly booked tix for 2010 as it was dirt cheap), so she has that to look forward to, provided the swine will no longer be a threat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-1723896838469605861?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/1723896838469605861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/06/zzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/1723896838469605861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/1723896838469605861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/06/zzzzzz.html' title='Zzzzzz.. .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SkteJMt56WI/AAAAAAAAAII/NEzRoeUlIxY/s72-c/Minor+Plate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-9020308340688809542</id><published>2009-06-09T22:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:56:52.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8, 9, 10 and . . . easy. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345340361763836018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Si52vPp90HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9G5meJ7xfrs/s320/Sundown08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 weekends of &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;adrenaline rush&lt;/span&gt;! First it was my second marathon for the Sundown two Saturdays ago. Although I completed the run, wasn't quite satisfied with my timing. I only manage to shave &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;4 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; off my previous marathon. It's not a huge difference for me, though in the words of Madonna, I will be able to use that 4 minutes to save the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345340561474878050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Si5263oyemI/AAAAAAAAAH4/R6yXKhT_3vc/s320/Putrajaya+Lake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then it was a rowing weekend at &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;Putrajaya&lt;/span&gt; last week . It was Kiyah's first ever overseas stint and it was really a eye opener for all of us. The organiser have done a marvellous job of organising its first ever International Dragon Boat Festival. Our local races &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pales in comparison&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Si53DR3krtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_CESFa2K2tE/s1600-h/Tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345340705955163858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Si53DR3krtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_CESFa2K2tE/s320/Tent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to them. In terms of the water quality, launching point, viewing gallery. . . it was all good. Every team, both local and foreign, were given a tentage each. Back here. . . teams will have to spend a bomb if they want a tent of their own, and for penniless teams like us, we will have to make do with a little corner spot under a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The race site itself was like a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;carnival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, with rows of stalls selling various merchandise. There were even &lt;em&gt;"Meals on Wheels",&lt;/em&gt; from KFC to Kebabs. Back in Bedok Reservoir, we will have to make do with an auntie selling curry puffs and pre-packed typical fried noodles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although we couldn't go beyond the Heats, we were just glad to be there. We could have gone further, if we were not being grouped with powerhouse teams. In fact our time was better than those 2nd placed teams in other heats. Oh well. guess we were just not lucky enough, or perhaps didn't row hard enough? Most of us were panting mad after &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;2.20 min,&lt;/span&gt; at the end of the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;500m&lt;/span&gt; course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The experience is invaluable, and I had no regrets using up my 3 days of leave and roughing the 5 hours journey (or rather sleeping) in Tick Hong's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Legacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-9020308340688809542?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/9020308340688809542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-9-10-and-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/9020308340688809542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/9020308340688809542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-9-10-and-easy.html' title='8, 9, 10 and . . . easy. . .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Si52vPp90HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9G5meJ7xfrs/s72-c/Sundown08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-8216159983473186830</id><published>2009-05-28T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:27:28.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Fest!</title><content type='html'>Its a back to back running event for these 2 weekends. Last Sunday I completed 15km in the &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Passion Run&lt;/span&gt; at East Coast Park. It was a good run for me, was cruising all the way and crossed the finishing line at 1 hr 16 min. This coming weekend I will be attempting my second full marathon at &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sundown&lt;/span&gt;. The goal is to complete the run before sunrise and to better last year's timing. &lt;em&gt;Impossible is nothing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without realising it, June is looming and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;half a year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has already zoomed past. My June weekends are already packed even before it arrives. I will be off to Putrajaya for the inaugural Dragon Boat Festival with Kiyah Splashh - our first ever overseas race. Not expecting much, just there for the experience and exposure. But it wouldn't hurt for us to try and win back something. More training follow suit to prep us for SDBF on last week of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is in disturbia right now. . . Trying very hard to pull off my company's first Social event for this year. There are bound to be unavoidable hiccups and glitches while ensuring the event runs smoothly. Also entertaining disgruntled fellow colleagues is inevitable. Give us a break. . we are trying our best. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-8216159983473186830?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/8216159983473186830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/05/running-fest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8216159983473186830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8216159983473186830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/05/running-fest.html' title='Running Fest!'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-9133997858761040328</id><published>2009-05-10T16:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:43:16.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Out With Sugar Mummy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334109743004603010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SgaQjMi9UoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/plLGxVo_geA/s320/Lynn+Spinelli+(s).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a whole day &lt;em&gt;'affair' &lt;/em&gt;with Lynn, my&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;'sugar mummy.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh well, she &lt;em&gt;'paid'&lt;/em&gt; for my NUM purchases (thanks to the wallet saga a few days earlier, I am still waiting for my card). We were playing badminton earlier in the morning in &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Clementi&lt;/span&gt;. Was supposed to meet up at 1130 but somehow or rather my alarm didn't ring and I woke up at 1100. I can't possibly cancel the session else she will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;kill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;me so I rushed down by cab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SgaQtrBZpMI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ign5Qg6U9G4/s1600-h/Hereen+NUM+(s).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334109922984043714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SgaQtrBZpMI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ign5Qg6U9G4/s320/Hereen+NUM+(s).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NUM was having its Tuky giveaway as well as 20% off for flops. I bought a pair, which was long overdue since mine was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;stolen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the gym by this retarded guy. Anyway, we were shuttling from the outlet in Cineleisure and Hereen &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as I couldn't really find the one that I wanted. Then was in the queue for the Tuky for around half an hour and was lucky enough in the lucky dip to get myself another stud on the same pair! Lynn claimed she was the &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;lucky charm&lt;/span&gt;, so whatever. . since she accompanied me back and forth several times, with some grouching along the way. . ha ha. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334110062983098354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SgaQ10jxr_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/sStVl6cFOT8/s320/Cheesecake+Spinelli+(s).jpg" border="0" /&gt;After a long day of &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;smashing, walking and standing&lt;/span&gt;, we settled down at &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Spinelli's &lt;/span&gt;for the night. Nothing can go wrong when there's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;cheesecake&lt;/span&gt; for me. It's a pity that we didn't run into HL who was so &lt;em&gt;'eager'&lt;/em&gt; to meet us the day before for dinner. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-9133997858761040328?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/9133997858761040328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-out-with-sugar-mummy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/9133997858761040328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/9133997858761040328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-out-with-sugar-mummy.html' title='A Day Out With Sugar Mummy!'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SgaQjMi9UoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/plLGxVo_geA/s72-c/Lynn+Spinelli+(s).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-2805511499615684514</id><published>2009-05-06T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:50:26.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Worse Can It Get?</title><content type='html'>Never knew that the feeling of losing something so important is so &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;tormenting&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;em&gt;‘lost’&lt;/em&gt; my wallet for 2 hours last night. Call it good luck or good karma, I recovered my wallet soon after making a police report. A good Samaritan brought it to Tampines NPC after he (or maybe she) found it at the place I dropped it. It was after a running session with Wenyuan at Tampines Stadium carpark last night, that I somehow accidentally drop the wallet without realizing it. Only when I reach Tampines Central after I parked my bike that I couldn’t find my wallet. It was less than 10 min so I thought if I rushed back to Tampines Stadium I might still find it lying there. To my disappointment &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(no surprise though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; . . . I couldn’t find it. This is the result of Singaporeans being well trained to look out for unattended &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;suspicious articles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cursing and swearing, I made my way back to Tampines Central and met up with Wenyuan at TM Mac. I made a call to cancel my card while gloating over my misfortune. Next was to make a police report for the very costly &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NRIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was not in the mood for dinner even though my stomach was begging for food after the &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;12km run&lt;/span&gt;. While making our way to my bike, Wenyuan’s phone just flew out of his hand and crashed to the floor after someone knocked into him. His &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iPhone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; became a disaster instantly. The LCD screen was badly smashed and covered with cracks. Being Wenyuan, he went up to the guy to settle the matter. I couldn’t afford to wait for him lest someone might already misuse my IC. Before heading to the NPC, I tried my luck once more at Tampines Stadium carpark. . . and you guessed it. . without much luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At NPC, I was told that I couldn’t park inside. Great. . Was already pissed off and it couldn’t get any better. Made one big stupid round to park at the nearby public carpark. Back at the NPC, had to spend time declaring my health status and confirmed with them that I was not in Mexico for the past few days. Duh. . .the closest thing I ever get to Mexico was chomping down those &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Stuffed Jalapenos&lt;/span&gt; at Botak Jones. Law is law. . . no point arguing. Once I made known my purpose for the visit, my sulky face &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;brightened up&lt;/span&gt; instantaneously upon seeing the officer taking out a familiar looking wallet out of the drawer. I let out a huge relief after learning that it was indeed my wallet. It just felt like standing at the urinal peeing out the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;highest&lt;/span&gt; amount of urine after holding it for a very long time. You know what I mean. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were not as rosy in Wenyuan’s case however. After pursuing the guy and trying to thrash things out, the police was called in to mediate. But as usual, in such situations where it’s difficult to determine the party at fault, the police can only term it as being '&lt;em&gt;unfortunate'&lt;/em&gt;. He was adamant to pursue the matter though and intending to sue the guy. So from the one being consoled earlier on, then it was &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;my turn to console him&lt;/span&gt;. I can understand the feeling. . . My previous phone &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(although its only a Nokia and not as chic as Apple),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; suffered the same fate. Only difference is I can’t blame anyone but myself for falling down and landed my whole body weight on the phone, which was in my pocket. But the misery felt is totally the same. Imagine having to pay over 300bucks to get a replacement. So in total he would have spent around &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1k&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;on the phone within &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;barely 3 months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. However I am glad I won't have to go to the trouble of replacing those cards in my wallet if I didn't manage to get it back. Just that I won't be able to withdraw cash for the next few days with my terminated card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things come in pairs, but bad ones come in a series! I woke up this morning, opened up a brand box of contact lens only to discover that one side of the pair was chipped. How lucky can I get. . . Someone get me some &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;pomelo leaves&lt;/span&gt; to bathe in please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-2805511499615684514?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/2805511499615684514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-worse-can-it-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/2805511499615684514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/2805511499615684514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-worse-can-it-get.html' title='How Worse Can It Get?'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-3851875759645347952</id><published>2009-04-28T22:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:26:17.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So near, yet so far. . .</title><content type='html'>Over the weekends, I spent the whole day at Bedok Reservoir for the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;PA Championship Dragonboat Race&lt;/span&gt;. This time, Kiyah was &lt;em&gt;'recruited'&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Punggol East&lt;/span&gt;, to bring them the championship glory. . . errr tough job, ha. . &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SfcfBnsdHeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yXdaxUMTm-g/s1600-h/Shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329762796712041954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SfcfBnsdHeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yXdaxUMTm-g/s320/Shark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was an excellent move anyway, we were practically upgraded from the usual 'economy' class to 'first' class. There were endless supplies of fruits, tons of isotonic drinks and also sponsored &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Shark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Energy Drinks. And also came with a tentage space for the Punggol groups, with a clear view of the finishing line. We even had the chance to brush shoulders with &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;an MP and a Mayor&lt;/span&gt;. How much more glam can that be. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was part of the CSC 10 Crew mixed which rowed all the way to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finals&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Everyone was filled with jubilation as it wasn't wasy to get into the Finals. But that also meant that our competitors were gonna be stronger. And indeed they were. . . facing off against &lt;em&gt;Mountbatten, PLK and Eunos&lt;/em&gt; was a tall order. But we are there, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;getting closer&lt;/span&gt; to be a finisher on the winners' podium. Given time, a medal will be within our reach.. . Wooshhhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329763085774350466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SfcfSciR6II/AAAAAAAAAHQ/YJjjb55ztqA/s320/CSC+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-3851875759645347952?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/3851875759645347952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-near-yet-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3851875759645347952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3851875759645347952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='So near, yet so far. . .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SfcfBnsdHeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yXdaxUMTm-g/s72-c/Shark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-352187324542683387</id><published>2009-04-14T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:20:13.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuai Duai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Chuai Duai, chuai duai. . .!"&lt;/em&gt; That's 'help' in Thai, my way of signalling &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to Nid, my Thai colleague. She's the guru that I seek advice from whenever I'm stuck at something at work. I've been learning some Thai phrases from her now and then. And she will just start stuttering in Thai to herself whenever's she's stressed. Very amusing indeed. . . But not so for the current situation in Bangkok, the yellow and red taking turns to show their prowess. Whatever it is, this neverending tussle had better cease by the time I'm making my trip there in July. It's Songkran for goodness sake, stick to the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;water squirting&lt;/span&gt; and stop &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;throwing stones&lt;/span&gt; people. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;long weekend&lt;/span&gt;, it was really dreadful going back to work yesterday. Monday, being so blue as it is already, is a bane for me. . having to clear the weekends backlog. After work, I then rushed for this year's new Social Comm meeting in town. I don't even know why I am in the commitee in the first place. My first assigned task. . . an exciting bowling event for staff, which I won't get to play. . . *GROAN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be running for SIA on this Thursday &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;JP Morgan Corporate Challenge&lt;/span&gt; after being selected by SIA Sports club. That means no running session with the gang at Queenstown this Thursdays. It seems like it has been &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; since we last ran together. Hopefully I'm on track for the road to Sundown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This season Kiyah's training has kinda intensified. All prep up for the upcoming &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PA Race&lt;/span&gt; next week. Also we are going for overseas races for the very first time. The one that is more or less confirmed is the Penang race in May which I had signed up for, and the other one which is still in limbo is the Putrajaya Race in June. Its a good way to unwind for me, the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;experience and exposure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of rowing in waters other than Kallang river, or should I say swamp. And Penang will be the furthest state I have ever been to in Peninsula Malaysia, since I've &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; made it past KL. Wow. . . . . -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-352187324542683387?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/352187324542683387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/04/chuai-duai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/352187324542683387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/352187324542683387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/04/chuai-duai.html' title='Chuai Duai!'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-5024790770798160388</id><published>2009-03-29T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:11:34.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much in March</title><content type='html'>March is ending soon. Plenty of things happened this month. I am quite settled in at work now. My new best friend is the telex machine. Without fail I will show some &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to it before knocking off from work, just hoping that the paper doesnt get jammed or else I'm screwed the next day. Especially on Fridays. . if the machine decides to throw a tantrum, I can forget about going back on time on Monday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work aside, my social life this month is truly enriching. There were 2 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; birthday bashes. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9kpXcSLZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oKPhz_OT90w/s1600-h/Jef+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318580346777906578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9kpXcSLZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oKPhz_OT90w/s320/Jef+Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday celebrations this year seemed to be like a festival, stretching for several days. The March &lt;em&gt;'twins'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Stella &amp;amp; Hui Liang&lt;/span&gt; had a preview somewhere in April, a dinner a few days before the real day and a celebration on Mar 11th itself. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jef's&lt;/span&gt; 'festival' some 2 days ago consist of a countdown party and a dinner the next day. Even Womad can't beat that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9kFB8mn_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/YEWu5hPfKlA/s1600-h/Big+Group+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318579722532593650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9kFB8mn_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/YEWu5hPfKlA/s320/Big+Group+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9kFB8mn_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/YEWu5hPfKlA/s1600-h/Big+Group+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9kFB8mn_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/YEWu5hPfKlA/s1600-h/Big+Group+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9clFvC7rI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sCjmGtokbGY/s1600-h/Cut+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318571477212262066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9clFvC7rI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sCjmGtokbGY/s320/Cut+Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9clFvC7rI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sCjmGtokbGY/s1600-h/Cut+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The unrelated unidentical twins born on the same day with the same initial, and also almost the same height. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9diOiRx8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/N_NBi47YvMU/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318572527546648514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9diOiRx8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/N_NBi47YvMU/s320/Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9diOiRx8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/N_NBi47YvMU/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9diOiRx8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/N_NBi47YvMU/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's more to come early next month. . . Bel's up first next week and Xiao Wei &amp;amp; Lingzi combined celebration thereafter. Can I &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;skip&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt; so as not to remind me that I will be 24. . . ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-5024790770798160388?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/5024790770798160388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-much-in-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/5024790770798160388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/5024790770798160388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-much-in-march.html' title='So Much in March'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/Sc9kpXcSLZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oKPhz_OT90w/s72-c/Jef+Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-5895887934742445007</id><published>2009-03-06T21:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:36:54.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Breathe. .</title><content type='html'>Finally the weekend is here for me to take a breather. This week's pace is kinda fast for me. After a few days in Bangkok, I went straight back to work to assume a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;new responsibility&lt;/span&gt;. It was a few days of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;handover and takeover&lt;/span&gt; which seems to be never ending. I had 2 days to understudy the new function, which even a 2 weeks period wont be enough to cover. I will just have to absorb as much as I can and grapple along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SbEr84naT0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/U_MwSd81dDI/s1600-h/Banao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310073760636358466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SbEr84naT0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/U_MwSd81dDI/s320/Banao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today marks the last day I will be at Inflight Services. My boss gave me this cutesy banana cartoon folder as a 'farewell' gift. Since my first day, I have been given and called by several names. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Banana Man"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was one of it, thanks to my loyalty to the fruit which I consume everyday. Boss call me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Fuzzy",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; given by Elsie, my office hours scandal. And also Mingli, a.k.a Senior Girl called me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Junior Boy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so tenderly without fail everytime. Come Monday, I won't be able to hear my aliases that often. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SbEoLkTqGDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/j531mIik7XM/s1600-h/Plane+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310069614836324402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SbEoLkTqGDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/j531mIik7XM/s320/Plane+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exactly a week ago, I was in the land of a thousand smiles. A Bangkok vacation &lt;strong&gt;can never go wrong&lt;/strong&gt;. A good time for some retail therapy without really the need to consider the price. Didn't buy a lot though, can always do it again this coming July. And after seeing Wenyuan's tailor made-suit, will definitely &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SbEoYPH_c1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CVFxPkVOOlU/s1600-h/Taxi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310069832488547154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SbEoYPH_c1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CVFxPkVOOlU/s320/Taxi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;make one for myself at the next trip. A perfect cut outfit at a reasonable price, it's worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; apologies&lt;/span&gt; to Hui Liang and Stella for not being able to make it for today's birthday dinner. We will &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;tear down&lt;/span&gt; the house next Wed guys, to celebrate the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 years of your existence! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-5895887934742445007?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/5895887934742445007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-me-breathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/5895887934742445007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/5895887934742445007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-me-breathe.html' title='Let Me Breathe. .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SbEr84naT0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/U_MwSd81dDI/s72-c/Banao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-2055101180859422308</id><published>2009-02-26T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:24:46.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow. .</title><content type='html'>Just as I was about to warm up my seat, I had to give it up. After &lt;strong&gt;almost a year&lt;/strong&gt; in Inflight Services, its time to say goodbye. SMO has already confirmed my move to Ground Services early this week. Though I will be transferred just a few doors away from my current work station, it just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;wont be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; anymore. I will miss the &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;bitching and zapping session&lt;/span&gt; with Inflight and Cabin Crew department, which I have also learnt to pick up since I became a part of the department. A skill that I have yet to sharpen may prove to be useful in time to come. My sincere thanks to my bitching &lt;em&gt;gurus&lt;/em&gt;, Chris and Azura. Although I'm leaving, I'm gonna make sure that I will be at future Popiah Parties, even if I have to shamelessly invite myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, my manager is leaving the company this week. Thanks for the lunch Mr Chan, it was supposed to be our treat but you had to make a scene at the counter to wrestle for the bill causing heads to turn at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be jetting off to &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bangkok&lt;/span&gt; tomorow. Thank goodness I will have a break from work before the shuffling. Such a coincidence (again). Just what I need before I start from scratch again. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-2055101180859422308?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/2055101180859422308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/02/parting-is-such-sweet-sorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/2055101180859422308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/2055101180859422308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/02/parting-is-such-sweet-sorrow.html' title='Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow. .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-3623532112314605075</id><published>2009-02-21T22:36:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:52:51.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovering Asia</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305259889454113010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SaARwtAKYPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/89FFRNGU7EY/s320/ISD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Inflight Services stole the limelight yesterday at &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SilkAir's 20th Anniversary Dinner &amp;amp; Dance&lt;/span&gt;. I was dressed up as a Samurai and together with &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chris in his commoner Emperor's robe&lt;/span&gt;, Mohd the Arabian King, Jasmine the Punjab lady and Azura the Thai Princess, we arrived in style at &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Meritus Mandarin&lt;/span&gt;. When the elevator's door open at the 6th floor, all eyes were on us either in awe or disbelief. We were dressed up according to the theme for the night which was Asian Costumes, and those who were gawking at us were mostly dressed in boring shirts and dresses, &lt;em&gt;*yawn* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305260730522484898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SaAShqOfQKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oG7peHFkV_w/s320/Sharon+%26+Fadly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The hunt for costumes began early this month. We could have just wore what we have in our closet or borrow from other colleagues. But it will be very common and wont make much of an impact. First round of costume hunting at PA WearHouse did not produce any positve result. They were scheduled to close a few days before our D &amp;amp; D to prepare for relocation. Then a week before the event, I went to recce for costumes with Lynn, Stella and Jenn at Bugis area. We didn't even had to compare between different shops as I settled for my Samurai costume at the very first shop we went to, called &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masquerade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at Bali Lane. I told the rest first thing when I went back to work on Monday, and we immediately made a trip during lunch. For $50, it's quite worth the money, as it comes complete with accesories and footwear, and headgears too. The staff was very warm and friendly, rendered superb service. . . &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;highly recommended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SaAR_TVbxoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/L2fcI2FnKUE/s1600-h/Fadly+%26+Karen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305260140262049410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SaAR_TVbxoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/L2fcI2FnKUE/s320/Fadly+%26+Karen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was quite surprised to be crowned the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Best Dressed Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as I thought Mohd will definitely win it with his over the top headgear. Good thing all the 3 guys were on stage, being finalist for the Best Dressed award. Our table also swept away the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Best Dressed Table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; prize. The winner for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Best Dressed Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was my Japanese maiden, Karen Foley. The Japs invasion! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SaASMqZZINI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PV86z1Ew6i0/s1600-h/Guys+%26+Mr+Oei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305260369790968018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SaASMqZZINI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PV86z1Ew6i0/s320/Guys+%26+Mr+Oei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SaASuFkJF2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/bci3JPF1PP8/s1600-h/Kumar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305260944019494754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SaASuFkJF2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/bci3JPF1PP8/s320/Kumar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kumar entertained the guests with his (or her) lewd jokes, coupled along with anti-govt pun. People sure enjoy listening to such topics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This could be the last time for me being together in such occasion with Inflight Services. Earlier in the day, my boss informed me of SM intention to transfer me to Ground Services. Though I will have more opportunities there, the environment won't ever be the same as my current department which I adores very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-3623532112314605075?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/3623532112314605075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/02/asians-galore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3623532112314605075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3623532112314605075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/02/asians-galore.html' title='Discovering Asia'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SaARwtAKYPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/89FFRNGU7EY/s72-c/ISD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-6651383738317046043</id><published>2009-02-10T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:53:55.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about TV</title><content type='html'>After a long day from the gym after work, all I wanna do is laze on my bed and tune in to the TV &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SZGS4lu4-wI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_BXv076_mRY/s1600-h/Serve+You+Right.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301179737290898178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SZGS4lu4-wI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_BXv076_mRY/s320/Serve+You+Right.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and watch a show, a decent one that is. This evening I was channel surfing and settled for the new 'comedy' series starring Fiona Xie with a bunch of either &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;unknown&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;not well known&lt;/span&gt; cast. But &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Serves You Right"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; proved to be scarier than a horror show . The plot was so horrendous that it just left my gums dry because I didn't even let out a single laughter. The script was so tasteless, and gave me goosebumps. There was a scene about an Indian man recalling his childhood days. In it he was taunting another boy because of his poverty. The boy then retorted :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One day I will be bigger and better than you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every word I say is true, this I promise you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. ("This I promise you" was repeated several times til the man snapped back to reality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds familiar? It's a line from one of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;N'Sync's songs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Duh, either the scriptwriter was trying to be witty or she (or maybe he) was a N'Sync groupie. Don't even get me started on the cast acting. It just looks like one of those roleplays we often had to do in poly during tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality of local shows are getting more substandard. Take for example the latest Japanese variety/game show &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ninja Warrior"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and compare it to let's say. . . Singapore's very own &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Showdown"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - the game show where local celebrities dressed up in weird costumes and compete in challenges. I don't have to mention that the entertainment value of the 2 show were &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;world's apart&lt;/span&gt;. I guess Channel 5 is only capable of screening foreign dramas and shows instead of producing one on its own. However, I was baffled that it did not telecast yesterday's Grammy which it had been doing so for the past years. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Come home to 5?&lt;/span&gt; Don't even bother to. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-6651383738317046043?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/6651383738317046043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-about-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/6651383738317046043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/6651383738317046043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-about-tv.html' title='All about TV'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SZGS4lu4-wI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_BXv076_mRY/s72-c/Serve+You+Right.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-8328788357189784904</id><published>2009-02-01T21:34:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:32:44.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Alive(less)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SYWlJ9QVO3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/85JGIk3pO1o/s1600-h/Chingay+Stage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822127151725426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SYWlJ9QVO3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/85JGIk3pO1o/s320/Chingay+Stage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looked like a scene off the Step Up movie. The idea of having a street party was exciting. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;City Alive&lt;/span&gt;, the post &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chingay&lt;/span&gt; party was the first of its kind being held did not really deliver though. The set up and atmosphere was perfect, however just that the DJ did not so called 'connect' with the crowd. It was too &lt;em&gt;'reggae-ish'.&lt;/em&gt; . . most of the tunes spinned were R&amp;amp;B/Hip Hop music mashed with reggae rapping. Although its the kind of music that will supposedly hype the crowd up, we still prefer our familiar mainstream party club mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance battle was awesome though. The final was a face off between a group of &lt;em&gt;'alternatives'&lt;/em&gt; who call themselves the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pink Dollar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(very apt indeed),&lt;/span&gt; and the crap &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Poppers&lt;/span&gt;. Pink Dollar was definitely the crowd fave, the way they groove will both sides of the gender to shame. They fused their B-Boy moves with a tinge of bitchiness. It was not just typical slutty sashaying and gyrating which I thought they will display when I saw them coming on stage.&lt;br /&gt;The Poppers' style was just... popping moves throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;*Surprise, surprise*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their routine was so dead boring and we wondered how did they even got through to the face off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SYWl1k4o13I/AAAAAAAAAFA/0dULOHooIfY/s1600-h/JEF+%26+Lays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822876524140402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SYWl1k4o13I/AAAAAAAAAFA/0dULOHooIfY/s320/JEF+%26+Lays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no complaints, it was free, thanks to Eliza for inviting me, Jenn and Lays. Although it pales in comparison to ZoukOut, the effort to organise &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;City Alive&lt;/span&gt; is commendable. Given time, it may just be a must-go event in the coming years. A friendly advice to those contact lens users - never forget your lens kit. You may never knew when you need it, lest someone (your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;own friend&lt;/span&gt;) gets too excited and poked your eyes causing your lens to drop off. I will never have guessed I need my kit so badly yesterday til it happened to me. Usually I will bring it when I am out of the house. A classic example of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"Having it when I don't need it, and not having it when I needed it the most."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Luckily I manage to regain my eyesight, after using some ice from Jenn's free drink to moisten the lens and place it back on my cornea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SYWlDaEWfgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/D13J2j25xM0/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297822014627020290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SYWlDaEWfgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/D13J2j25xM0/s320/Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was post LNY dinner before that. Apologies to Jef, HL, Lynn and Stella for not being able to join me to &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;City Alive&lt;/span&gt;. Blame Eliza for having only 4 tickets. Anyway they didn't miss much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had lunch with Daniel, who was back in town for his study break. The &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;fake Aussie&lt;/span&gt; was craving for some &lt;em&gt;thosai&lt;/em&gt; so we had it for lunch at Tekka. He is enjoying his life &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;down under&lt;/span&gt; so much that he may just stay there for good after he graduates in a few months. But well, everything is filled with uncertainty now given the current crisis. If he's lucky enough and able to secure a good life there, good for him. Else &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;Mindef &lt;/span&gt;will be more than happy to assign him a unit when he comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SYWlDaEWfgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/D13J2j25xM0/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-8328788357189784904?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/8328788357189784904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-looked-like-scene-off-step-up-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8328788357189784904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8328788357189784904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-looked-like-scene-off-step-up-movie.html' title='City Alive(less)'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SYWlJ9QVO3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/85JGIk3pO1o/s72-c/Chingay+Stage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-7613672316470507953</id><published>2009-01-26T18:24:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:13:38.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending the holidays with TV</title><content type='html'>Its a super long weekend, thanks to the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lunar New Year&lt;/span&gt;. There's nothing much to do as most &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SX2s5SfQ9AI/AAAAAAAAADw/JiK4Oc6ew0A/s1600-h/Photo0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of the shops in the malls are closed during these 2 days. Thankfully True Fitness remains open &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SX2yZw2wT2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/klpX26SrH_Q/s1600-h/On+Bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SX2yu-Kf2fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/s6MngR48XP4/s1600-h/On+Bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295585256888326642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SX2yu-Kf2fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/s6MngR48XP4/s320/On+Bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;throughout the public holidays. Else I will just go berserk at home and spend the whole day watching TV. Been doing that since Sat night, after coming back from Sentosa with Jenn &amp;amp; Eliza.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SX2tK6cagaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wro2ZnwI4M8/s1600-h/Fadly+%26+Eliza+Drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295579139856302498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SX2tK6cagaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wro2ZnwI4M8/s320/Fadly+%26+Eliza+Drink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though the &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;turnout was poor&lt;/span&gt;, it didn't dampen our mood for the day, basking (or baking rather) under the sun, trying to make the feeling &lt;em&gt;ala a vacation in Barbados.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295579346627972370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SX2tW8unzRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZH90DYbWAW8/s320/Fadly+%26+Jenn+Pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about TV, the &lt;strong&gt;latest&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333333;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt; series has just been aired. It's definitely one of my fave shows and I will follow through the season most of the time. However after all these years, people are getting jaded with the show and has become less fanatic about it. The series have produced winners with a technically almost pitch perfect voice with powerful lungs. However their star doesnt shine for long, often going into obscurity after an album, and some only after a single. So far, only the first idol, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, seem to be the most successful. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ruben Studdard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did not make much of an impact like his weight did. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fantasia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, with her unique 'Donald Duck-has-a sorethroat' voice has not recover til now. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carrie Underwood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is huge in the country charts which is not a mainstream in this part of the world. And who's &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taylor Hicks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? I don't even remember him releasing a single after being crowned Idol 5th season winner. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jordin Sparks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is doing good so far, taking one step at a time, hopefully will have enough air for a second album. And of course the latest Idol,&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;David Cook's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; light is still on for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295582834121327170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 29px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SX2wh8p1QkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/K1h6OuTLwmE/s320/Idol+Montage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although all past winners are good singers, their songs aren't just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; enough to be hits. Oh well, I will just continue watching the show. Besides, they have a new judge on the panel to spice up the show. Apart from Idol, there are tons of good shows on TV for these 2 days. In fact, there was a very good one I just watched. . .&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The Little Nyonya Reunion&lt;/span&gt;! Ha. . At least this was far &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;much better than the 3min crap&lt;/span&gt;. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-7613672316470507953?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/7613672316470507953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/01/spending-holidays-with-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/7613672316470507953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/7613672316470507953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/01/spending-holidays-with-tv.html' title='Spending the holidays with TV'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SX2yu-Kf2fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/s6MngR48XP4/s72-c/On+Bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-8806236655499387364</id><published>2009-01-16T20:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:00:03.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of a Nokia Dynasty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SXCO18PDN9I/AAAAAAAAADo/WYDn0ex0HTQ/s1600-h/samsung-f480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291886619513796562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SXCO18PDN9I/AAAAAAAAADo/WYDn0ex0HTQ/s320/samsung-f480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 14th January marks the &lt;strong&gt;last day&lt;/strong&gt; that I carry a Nokia handphone in my pocket after I bought a new &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Samsung F480&lt;/span&gt;. The N6288 has served me well for the past 21 months, without any glitch in rendering its services for my communication purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a difficult decision for me to switch to Samsung as I had been a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hardcore Nokia user&lt;/span&gt;, sticking with the brand loyally right from day one. It was a choice between F480 and Nokia E71. The latter did not appeal very much to me thus the decision for the switch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nokia ought to be hailed as the &lt;em&gt;'Pioneer of Mobile Phones'&lt;/em&gt;. Back in year 2000, when people are starting to chuck their pagers for handphone, Nokia was the phone that almost everyone own. The &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;N3210 was the craze&lt;/span&gt; back then, being the first 'modern era' phone of Y2K. Now, mobile phones have become an essential gadget for everyone. It is capable of performing far complex functions than just playing &lt;em&gt;'Snake'&lt;/em&gt; on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9 years on, 5 Nokias later,&lt;/span&gt; it was time for me to step out of my Nokia comfort-zone. . Thank you  Nokia for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Connecting People&lt;/span&gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291886414310347058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SXCOp_yvETI/AAAAAAAAADg/hDuYXeVDHHs/s320/NOKIA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-8806236655499387364?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/8806236655499387364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-nokia-dynasty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8806236655499387364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8806236655499387364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-nokia-dynasty.html' title='The End of a Nokia Dynasty'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SXCO18PDN9I/AAAAAAAAADo/WYDn0ex0HTQ/s72-c/samsung-f480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-8173703825517519376</id><published>2009-01-11T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:36:53.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fever Continues. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWm64HvvLyI/AAAAAAAAADA/0VRJCQjMuSM/s1600-h/The+Little+Nyonya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289964710638071586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWm64HvvLyI/AAAAAAAAADA/0VRJCQjMuSM/s320/The+Little+Nyonya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has already been almost a week that the finale of very much loved (except for Lynn who hates it) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'The Little Nyonya'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was aired. The next few days, local papers featured extensive articles on the show. Besides the report on the staggering &lt;strong&gt;1.6 million&lt;/strong&gt; or so viewers tuning in to catch the last episode, there were also articles from other aspects that were 'Nyonya-related'. People were interested about &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;everything Peranakan&lt;/span&gt;, from the costume to the food. Thanks to the powerful media influence, Peranakan restaurants and shops are cashing in on the fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show made such a huge impact that the producers have come up with a special&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; 3 minutes 'Final Chapter'&lt;/span&gt;. I, for sure, will not miss it which will somewhat relieve my withdrawal symptoms. After the final episode, the show became a &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot topic&lt;/span&gt; over breakfast at the pantry the next day. Some of my colleagues were debating over the ending saying that it was not a 'happy ever after' scene. Who doesn't love happy ending? But if had turned out that way, the show will not be less different from other predictable storyline drama serials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was really a good show to watch. Mediacorp will have a tough time to produce another drama that will rival the nyonya, or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWm9ArTIu_I/AAAAAAAAADI/FDP3HBPHQpk/s1600-h/p27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289967056643996658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWm9ArTIu_I/AAAAAAAAADI/FDP3HBPHQpk/s320/p27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On another note, I can foresee that there will be several &lt;em&gt;'Yueniang wannabes'&lt;/em&gt; at SilkAir Annual Dinner and Dance next month. With the Asian Costumes theme that night, it will be the night of resurrection for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sarong Kebaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-8173703825517519376?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/8173703825517519376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/01/fever-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8173703825517519376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/8173703825517519376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/01/fever-continues.html' title='The Fever Continues. . .'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWm64HvvLyI/AAAAAAAAADA/0VRJCQjMuSM/s72-c/The+Little+Nyonya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423259142172959252.post-3159459294124691100</id><published>2009-01-04T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:15:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New, new, new!</title><content type='html'>It's a &lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;, so I have decided to move my blog from Friendster to here! Friendster has been awesome, but it has become tiring -  &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;taking forever to load&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;numerous errors&lt;/span&gt; each time I tried to publish my blog. . . &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWDCi30n3AI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3ELI2kosLzU/s1600-h/Group+Entrance+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287439866888969218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWDCi30n3AI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3ELI2kosLzU/s320/Group+Entrance+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;bidding 2008 goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with a fanfare farewell at &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Siloso Beach&lt;/span&gt;, it’s that time of the year to &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;come up with new resolutions&lt;/span&gt;, or perhaps &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999900;"&gt;renew your past resolutions&lt;/span&gt; which are not fulfilled or even attempt to fulfill. For me, I managed to carry out &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4 out of the 6&lt;/span&gt; resolutions made in the beginning of 2008. So I guess that is not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 had been a very exciting year for me. There were&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lots of activities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going on and there were always &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;something to look forward to&lt;/span&gt;, thanks to my great friends (and MYSELF) in planning the events. I also embarked on a self devised &lt;em&gt;‘healthy lifestyle’&lt;/em&gt; program, being mindful of my diet and working out to get into shape. And with the improved fitness, I was able to &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc9933;"&gt;accomplish things&lt;/span&gt; that I thought I wouldn’t be able to previously. I took up rowing, participated in running events and also achieved my first &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWDCz7Mr8hI/AAAAAAAAAA4/sliXJxxsDF8/s1600-h/Bibs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287440159852982802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWDCz7Mr8hI/AAAAAAAAAA4/sliXJxxsDF8/s320/Bibs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IPPT Gold Award. It was truly &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rewarding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;2009&lt;/strong&gt;, I guess it won’t be any much different from 2008. There are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Bangkok trips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to look forward to, will try to sign up for more than the current 5 running events and improve on the timings. For now its back to 5 days work week, after enjoying the 2 long weekends in December... And the next closest thing to look forward to is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;last episode of The Little Nyonya tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/423259142172959252-3159459294124691100?l=fleayonce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/feeds/3159459294124691100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-new-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3159459294124691100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/423259142172959252/posts/default/3159459294124691100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fleayonce.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-new-new.html' title='New, new, new!'/><author><name>Flea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790160539864279436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SzxBtx6bImI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MUov6MpnjMI/S220/Chachos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KueMfS_Hgl0/SWDCi30n3AI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3ELI2kosLzU/s72-c/Group+Entrance+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
