<?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-8441739</id><updated>2011-08-31T14:56:54.510+08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='Interest'/><category term='learnings'/><category term='Thanks giving'/><category term='Ending 2006'/><category term='Dailies'/><category term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Life is a fascinating Journey~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-6200678158584231926</id><published>2008-10-31T09:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:11:03.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learnings'/><title type='text'>A Mother's Love</title><content type='html'>My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell... anything for the money we needed, she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school, I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That night... I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me. "What?! Who's this?!"... It was my mother... Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank goodness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then a wave of relief came upon me... One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house... just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She wrote:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My son... I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me, I thought to myself, "it's because he loves me." I miss the times when you were still young around me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My world shattered!!! Then I cried for the person who lived for me... My Mother &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit: http://www.futurefastforward.com/component/content/article/455&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this is not my own story. No, I didn't study in Seoul, Nevertheless, we all share similar experience in the follies of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-6200678158584231926?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/6200678158584231926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=6200678158584231926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/6200678158584231926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/6200678158584231926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/10/mothers-love.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Love'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-1532830805783958945</id><published>2008-10-16T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:15:44.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks giving'/><title type='text'>Temptations</title><content type='html'>Surely Heaven is just,&lt;br /&gt;Surely earth is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, temptations lurks all around,&lt;br /&gt;My feet are prone to slipped&lt;br /&gt;My heart envies the lawless,&lt;br /&gt;for they eat, drink, callose all days,&lt;br /&gt;carefree and increase their gains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself, &lt;br /&gt;I must be stupid to keep my heart pure,&lt;br /&gt;I must be short changed in this life.&lt;br /&gt;When I try to understand these, &lt;br /&gt;Grief filled my heart&lt;br /&gt;Injustice! shrieks from deepest being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when I turn to my Lord,&lt;br /&gt;"Why are things as such?"&lt;br /&gt;I see wisdom holding me tight&lt;br /&gt;As a mother would a child,&lt;br /&gt;She speaks their future into my heart,&lt;br /&gt;with forethought, wisdom saves my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who have I in heaven but you?&lt;br /&gt;Earth has nothing better besides you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flesh and heart will surely fail&lt;br /&gt;But God is the strength of my heart&lt;br /&gt;My portion, my help, my shield forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a tower of refuge to me Lord,&lt;br /&gt;I will tell of all your saving deeds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-1532830805783958945?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-3522001014694779987</id><published>2008-10-09T08:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:51:12.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learnings'/><title type='text'>Busy Free- part 2</title><content type='html'>Since July, in my new job with an American Drilling Contractor&lt;br /&gt;There had been much time to read and learn, I thank God unceasingly for,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him&lt;br /&gt;James : 1:5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past 3 months, I had the chance to learn of&lt;br /&gt;The history of the early church and what happens after that&lt;br /&gt;The development of the western thoughts, philosophy&lt;br /&gt;the rise and falls of civilisation in the "evolution of civilisation" by Quirley&lt;br /&gt;The books of the bibles, the world and times they are written (old testament)&lt;br /&gt;The books of the bibles, the building of God's church and the fallacy of religion, the yeast of the pharisee Jesus warn us about (new testaments)&lt;br /&gt;The works of Josephus&lt;br /&gt;Relation between Queen Sheba and soloman&lt;br /&gt;thousand and one nights &lt;br /&gt;Hammurabi Code, Yassah Code&lt;br /&gt;the modern bank- debt crisis, the sweet danger yoke of the application of ususry (interest) &lt;br /&gt;Web of debt&lt;br /&gt;The power of Law in controlling of humanity&lt;br /&gt;The seal of soloman&lt;br /&gt;The lesser seal of soloman&lt;br /&gt;The protocol of the elders of zion&lt;br /&gt;Eastern philosophy thoughts of buddhism and the teachings of the inner journey of salvation&lt;br /&gt;The fallacy of chasing after the material things of the world&lt;br /&gt;chinese thinkers in zhuang zi, &lt;br /&gt;The Nag Hammadi scriptures: the missing sayings of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;close relationships in human societies and developement through life stages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed God is good, in his great love, he gives freely&lt;br /&gt;For as the word of God says: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wisdom is a shelter as money is a shelter, but the advantage of knowledge is this: that wisdom preserves the life of its possessor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 7:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nor are you to be called 'teacher,' for you have one Teacher, the Christ.[b] 11The greatest among you will be your servant. 12For whoever exalts himself will be humbled, and whoever humbles himself will be exalted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt 23: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Jesus himself is our teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-3522001014694779987?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-5373252244814991724</id><published>2008-10-09T08:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:44:24.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learnings'/><title type='text'>Busy-free</title><content type='html'>gosh.. look at how time flys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy-Free .. that's what had been happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some personal updates since the beginning of the year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan  - Recieved a banquet in the local newspaper&lt;br /&gt;March  - Terminated my service from the shipyard and joined a consultancy company&lt;br /&gt;June - Left the consultancy company due to differences&lt;br /&gt;July - Began work in shipyard once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happening?- blessing or curse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this short walk in the journey of life, &lt;br /&gt;the way of the world always delude me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What seems like blessing.. hid danger&lt;br /&gt;What seems like curse.. hid silver linings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore I endeavor to seek not blessings nor fear curse&lt;br /&gt;but to walk in the middle path of life,&lt;br /&gt;for all endeavors of men is but chasing after wind.&lt;br /&gt;Accepting one's lot as God's providence&lt;br /&gt;Attaining inner peace and obtaining happiness&lt;br /&gt;Help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-5373252244814991724?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/5373252244814991724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=5373252244814991724' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;Changed a job, settling in at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Many plans ahead, Pray that I have energy and determination to see them through. &lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile.. preserver!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-1475483635415798511?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/1475483635415798511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=1475483635415798511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/1475483635415798511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/1475483635415798511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Change the world, one soul at a time. Show me your faith and I'll show you mine by the things that I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, a little humour to lubricate life, takes the squeaks and heat from Life's fiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A woman's voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman wanted to reach her husband on his mobile phone but discovered that she was out of credit she instructed her son to use his own phone to pass across an urgent message to daddy who is at site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After junior had called,he got back to mummy to inform her that it was a lady that picked up daddy's phone the three times he tried reaching dad on the mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Women!!)She waited impatiently for her husband to return from site,immediately she sighted him,she gave him a very hot slap,while the man was trying to ask why? She repeated the slap, people from neighborhood rushed around to know the cause of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man asked junior to tell everybody what the lady said to him when he called,junior said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The number you are trying to call is not reachable at the moment, please try again later.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-8786219961168168738?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/8786219961168168738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=8786219961168168738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8786219961168168738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8786219961168168738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/06/womans-voice.html' title='A woman&apos;s voice'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-9190486831062174452</id><published>2008-06-09T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:12:11.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dailies'/><title type='text'>Sudden drastic changes</title><content type='html'>Things can suddenly turn for good,&lt;br /&gt;They can suddenly turn into disaster. &lt;br /&gt;More often than not the latter happens more. &lt;br /&gt;A friend's relative was found with cancer.. &lt;br /&gt;Sudden swings in the market&lt;br /&gt;Big event risk just happened and will require delicate handling.. &lt;br /&gt;Pray pray pray..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-9190486831062174452?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/9190486831062174452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=9190486831062174452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/9190486831062174452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/9190486831062174452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/06/sudden-drastic-changes.html' title='Sudden drastic changes'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-4139059058983858462</id><published>2008-05-31T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:40:03.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learnings'/><title type='text'>There is a time for everything</title><content type='html'>Time for rest, &lt;br /&gt;Time for work.&lt;br /&gt;Time to be Happy, and be lost to the winds&lt;br /&gt;and Time spent and gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only do not dwell on time gone by,&lt;br /&gt;Do not linger when the crowd is gone, &lt;br /&gt;Do not overstay your welcome less the winter consumes you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gentle reminder to the lost soul in the wind-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-4139059058983858462?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/4139059058983858462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=4139059058983858462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/4139059058983858462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/4139059058983858462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/05/there-is-time-for-everything.html' title='There is a time for everything'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-7108662358304808963</id><published>2008-05-29T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:44:02.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>URA's Plan for Pedra Branca- released</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/SD6I1QVMZZI/AAAAAAAAABk/veQAbe_S1Cg/s1600-h/ERP_pedra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/SD6I1QVMZZI/AAAAAAAAABk/veQAbe_S1Cg/s400/ERP_pedra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205748667785176466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One picture says a thousand words..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-7108662358304808963?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/7108662358304808963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=7108662358304808963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/7108662358304808963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/7108662358304808963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/05/uras-plan-for-pedra-branca-released.html' title='URA&apos;s Plan for Pedra Branca- released'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/SD6I1QVMZZI/AAAAAAAAABk/veQAbe_S1Cg/s72-c/ERP_pedra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-3182536819610265898</id><published>2008-05-20T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:08:24.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dailies'/><title type='text'>Readings and photos</title><content type='html'>Ok, I realise the last joke was not funny at all, nevertheless, these day I am quite caught up with reading a series of books and scriptures. Meanwhile, there are some photos which can be viewed from this link. Will be putting up more when the time is ready. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/AlbumMenu.jsp?UV=479727477723_866702534209&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-3182536819610265898?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/3182536819610265898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=3182536819610265898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/3182536819610265898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/3182536819610265898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/05/readings-and-photos.html' title='Readings and photos'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-4087707000695892531</id><published>2008-05-11T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:55:00.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Golf Game</title><content type='html'>One day, a Pastor, a doctor, and an engineer met for a game of golf.&lt;br /&gt;while they were walking on the green,&lt;br /&gt;they saw a group of blind people walking pass them, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of sympathy and compassion the Pastor ask the cabby,&lt;br /&gt;"Why are these people blind?"&lt;br /&gt;The cabby said, "Oh, a year ago, there was a huge fire at the club house, these brave firemen lost their sight while putting out the fire, therefore we would invite them back every year to honour their bravery"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pastor said, "Good Heavens!, let me pray for these brave soul for God to restore their sight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor replied, "Let's fix an appointment so that I may look and see what can be done for their eyes." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the engineer said, " What is the trouble? We'll just let the blind man play golf at night."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-4087707000695892531?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/4087707000695892531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=4087707000695892531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/4087707000695892531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/4087707000695892531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/05/golf-game.html' title='Golf Game'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-4229855367155077520</id><published>2008-05-11T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:56:50.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks giving'/><title type='text'>The hundredth post</title><content type='html'>This is the Hundredth post, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100th, the number of perfection, &lt;br /&gt;The number signifying the father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a story of the Good Shepard who had a hundred sheeps.&lt;br /&gt;The one who on the day of rest,&lt;br /&gt;found one of his little sheep missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he was,&lt;br /&gt;worried that the little sheep would be harm,&lt;br /&gt;Left the comfort and rest of the shelter and the other 99 sheeps,&lt;br /&gt;to venture into the wilderness to search for the little lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he found the little sheep trap in the clevis with a broken leg,&lt;br /&gt;Crying away,&lt;br /&gt;He would put aside his own safety, and climb into the ravine to bring the sheep back.&lt;br /&gt;And when he brought the sheep out, carried the little lamp on his shoulders rejoicing for the little sheep had been lost and now is found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning back, returning the single lost sheep to the other 99&lt;br /&gt;transfer the complete 100 sheeps into the Right hand of the Father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my shepherd, &lt;br /&gt;I shall not want; &lt;br /&gt;He makes me lie down in green pastures. &lt;br /&gt;He leads me beside still waters; &lt;br /&gt;He restores my soul. &lt;br /&gt;He leads me in paths of righteousness &lt;br /&gt;for His name's sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I walk through the valley &lt;br /&gt;of the shadow of death, &lt;br /&gt;I fear no evil; &lt;br /&gt;for You are with me; &lt;br /&gt;Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me &lt;br /&gt;all the days of my life; &lt;br /&gt;and I shall dwell in the house of the &lt;br /&gt;Lord forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 23&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-4229855367155077520?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/4229855367155077520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=4229855367155077520' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/4229855367155077520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/4229855367155077520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/05/hundredth-post.html' title='The hundredth post'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-42263561673782158</id><published>2008-05-07T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:26:14.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dailies'/><title type='text'>Soccer Sunday</title><content type='html'>After Departing from the fields for more than 2 years, we are back again!&lt;br /&gt;Yes guys! East Side United is back! Abate abit older, run alot slower, people alot lesser.. hahaha... we are back! Running the field~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/SCG70MRDDwI/AAAAAAAAABU/aXp3u0bmd5o/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/SCG70MRDDwI/AAAAAAAAABU/aXp3u0bmd5o/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197641950282583810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-42263561673782158?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/42263561673782158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=42263561673782158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/42263561673782158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/42263561673782158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/05/soccer-sunday.html' title='Soccer Sunday'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/SCG70MRDDwI/AAAAAAAAABU/aXp3u0bmd5o/s72-c/IMG_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-7549512433763921191</id><published>2008-05-04T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:39:06.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>My chains are gone</title><content type='html'>My chains are gone&lt;br /&gt;I've been set free&lt;br /&gt;My God, my Savior has ransomed me&lt;br /&gt;And like a flood His mercy rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MXl9nWLsJtk&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MXl9nWLsJtk&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-7549512433763921191?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/7549512433763921191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=7549512433763921191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/7549512433763921191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/7549512433763921191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-chains-are-gone.html' title='My chains are gone'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-8914872175261838893</id><published>2008-04-28T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:32:32.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>I will Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A-shi-ra la-do-nai ki ga-oh ga-ah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sing to the Lord, for He has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;triumphant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gloriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A-shi-ra la-do-nai ki ga-oh ga-ah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sing to the Lord, for He has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;triumphant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gloriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi cha mo cha ba elim adonai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; You, Oh Lord, among the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;celestial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi ka mo cha ne dar ba ko desh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt; is like You, majestic in holiness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na chi tah v' chas d'cha am zu ga al ta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Your love, You lead the people You Redeemed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na chi tah v' chas d'cha am zu ga al ta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Your love, You lead the people You Redeemed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A-shi-ra, a-shi-ra, a-shi-ra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will Sing, I will Sing, I will Sing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-8914872175261838893?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/8914872175261838893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=8914872175261838893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8914872175261838893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8914872175261838893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-will-sing.html' title='I will Sing'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-1565752011530203033</id><published>2008-04-20T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:13:28.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><title type='text'>Miracle Seed Sunday</title><content type='html'>"As long as the earth endures,       &lt;br /&gt;     seedtime and harvest,       &lt;br /&gt;  cold and heat,       &lt;br /&gt;     summer and winter,       &lt;br /&gt;  day and night       &lt;br /&gt;     will never cease."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As a man reap what he sows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly,&lt;br /&gt;and whoever sows generously will also reap generously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peacemakers who sow in peace raise a harvest of righteousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now He who supplies seed to the sower and bread for food will also supply and increase your store of seed and will enlarge the harvest of your righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is the voice of our Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-1565752011530203033?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/1565752011530203033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=1565752011530203033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/1565752011530203033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/1565752011530203033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/04/miracle-seed-sunday.html' title='Miracle Seed Sunday'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-9002751291043369372</id><published>2008-04-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:38:09.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><title type='text'>"What are you starin' at?"</title><content type='html'>Be careful where you place your sights!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Italian man was given a suspended jail sentence for staring too intensely at a woman sitting in front of him on a train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A judge sentenced the man in his 30s, whose name was not revealed, to 10 days in prison and a 40 euro ($63) fine after a 55-year old woman filed a complaint for sexual harassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His lawyer said on Friday he would appeal the sentence. The two met on two separate occasions in 2005 on a commuter train going from Lecco, a town in northern Italy, to Milan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time, the man sat next to the woman but she felt he had moved too close for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, the man sat in front of the same woman and according to her complaint, stared at her for the whole journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two did not speak. (reuters)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-9002751291043369372?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/9002751291043369372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=9002751291043369372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/9002751291043369372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/9002751291043369372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-are-you-starin-at.html' title='&quot;What are you starin&apos; at?&quot;'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-8509754819162350087</id><published>2008-04-10T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:50:16.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Barber in New York</title><content type='html'>As the weekend approaches, I guess it may be a good time for a joke,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a very good barber in NEW YORK, he give Free Haircut to everybody who comes into his shop to have their haircuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a florist goes to him for a haircut. After the cut, he goes to pay the barber and the barber replies: 'I am sorry. I cannot accept money from you. I am doing community service.'The Florist is happy and leaves the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning when the barber goes to open his shop, there is a thank you card and a dozen roses waiting at his door . A policeman goes for a haircut and he also goes to pay the barber after the cut. But the barber replies: 'I am sorry. I cannot accept money from you. I am doing community service.' The cop is happy and leaves the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning the barber goes to open his shop, there is a thank you card and a dozen donuts waiting at his door. A Singaporean software engineer goes for a haircut and he also goes to pay the barber after the cut. But the barber replies: 'I am sorry. I cannot accept money from you.. I am doing community service.' The Singaporean software engineer is very happy and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning when the barber goes to open his shop, guess what he finds there............Can you guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, think like a Singaporean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you got the answer ........... ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess guess guess..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dozen Singaporeans waiting for a free haircut&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-8509754819162350087?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/8509754819162350087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=8509754819162350087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8509754819162350087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8509754819162350087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/04/barber-in-new-york.html' title='Barber in New York'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-2827348608330057606</id><published>2008-04-07T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:48:57.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks giving'/><title type='text'>A New and Living way</title><content type='html'>Obituary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlton Heston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hollywood&lt;/span&gt; actor who had played the role of Moses in the epic Ten Commandments and prince Ben &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hur&lt;/span&gt; in the Oscar winning Judah Ben &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hur&lt;/span&gt; died on Saturday, &lt;a title="April 5" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/April_5"&gt;April 5&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="2008" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt; at his home in &lt;a title="Beverly Hills, California" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beverly_Hills%2C_California"&gt;Beverly Hills, California&lt;/a&gt; with Lydia, his wife of 64 years, by his side. He was 84. The cause of death is currently unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sense of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dejavu&lt;/span&gt; came over me over his decease. Even though I had heard of him for a long period of time and also heard of The Ten Commandments, and also the classical epic Judah Ben &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hur&lt;/span&gt;, I had not seen both for the longest time until last Friday evening. Thus recognising the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Choros&lt;/span&gt; timing with the event of his passing reminded me of a scene in The Ten Commandments where an old slave who was speared to death by an Egyptian guard said to the Prince of Egypt, Moses with his last breath,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My prayers had not been answer that I may see I may see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;deliever&lt;/span&gt; of Israel which  God will send before my eyes are shut"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses had discovered his birth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;identity&lt;/span&gt; as a Hebrew, and has been made a salve then. Angry at God who had forsaken His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the perfect timing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Choros&lt;/span&gt; timing. There is a time for everything.. Appointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Covenant&lt;/span&gt; of God sealed in His laws with his people in The Ten &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Commandments&lt;/span&gt;, the law brought Death when Moses ( Charlton) Proclaims,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Those who refuses to LIVE by the law, Shall Die by the law!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Judah Ben &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hur&lt;/span&gt;, who raised 2 legions of fighting men for the Messiah. Praise be to the one most High, "&lt;em&gt;that it is not by the sword that God shall set his peoples free, but by the staff of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sheppard&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; (Moses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed the Messiah did the unthinkable, handling himself over to his enemies, " Laying his life down for his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sheeps&lt;/span&gt;" For such is His measure of Friendship that, " A Friend will Lay down his Life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most foolish plan of Heaven, is wiser still than the most cleverly devised plans from human beings. Indeed a New and Living way has been given to us. A life where our tears are wiped away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As for me and my household, we shall Serve the Lord."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-2827348608330057606?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/2827348608330057606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=2827348608330057606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/2827348608330057606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/2827348608330057606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-and-living-way.html' title='A New and Living way'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-3967835144085310155</id><published>2008-04-03T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:34:25.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dailies'/><title type='text'>A day of Traffic Woes</title><content type='html'>This day is a day of traffic woes for me. 3 incidents have to happen in a single day. Praise and thanks giving to my protector whom has keep me safe and grant me an ever alert mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The first incident happened this early morning. The raod was packed with vehicles, parents sending their children to school just before the school bell rings at 7:30. Coming to a junction sliproad just before reaching the expressway, 10 mins before ERP starts operating. So I was .. making good speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ahead of me was a taxi, stopping right close to the edge of the road. My guess was that I should be able to slip in between the taxi and the road. So I slowed my vehicle, edging pass on the left side of the taxi. Just then, my bike slipped, on the slip road. My bike happened to be on mud and the nud had given way. Thus my bike ended up "dropped" in the direction of the taxi. Another bike rode by an NS man close behind me sretched to a stopped. He got down and help lift up my heavy bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So there I was, bike ok. Man ok. I swear the taxi was not a skretch "injured". Then quickly, I steadied myself and get ready to go on again. Then the taxi driver came, demanded that the taxi was damaged. So I got off, turned around and smile at him, proceeding to look at the taxi. Indeed! just some dirt caused by my box when the bike "fell onto the taxi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  " Wah uncle, alright what your taxi, not even a scratch" I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  " You call this not a scatch? You have to pay for this!" He was busting but don't for wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then I turned around, return to my bike and took a piece of clothe and come back to "clean" his taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Wah uncle, just use water, then WD 40 and wipe can already" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  " U Crazy ah, this one suppose to get ppl to polish and wax" the taxi driver exeggerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   At this time, I was really getting very amused. He seems like he wants to take the opportunity and send the whole taxi for an overhual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "No lah uncle, this one easy to clean one, you want you give me your number, I come and clean for you" I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now this time, he finally said out what is on his mind: " No, you must compensate me $20, I'll go and ask someone to wax it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Biangs, this guy really think I was born yesterday sia. " No lah , I will not pay you, sorry for causing your delay ah" then I walked towards my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As if a last ditch of effort, the taxi driver: " Wait! you wait!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  " Yes? Anything else I can help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  " I want to take down your registration number"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "ok You go ahead loe"  I answered. Then I moved off after he drove away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Opportunist? lol... Praise the ONE who gave me wisdom to see through this "thief" and have the right words to say to rebuke him! Hopefully he let the matter rest... otherwise, if any complains should arise, NTUC will immediately cease his $1000 deposit with the company without question and if accident, he will face tough penalties with the company. Yet he wants to ask for compensation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Wah.. one story already so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Just compress the next 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to avoid rain and traffic,&lt;br /&gt;   Intentionally came back late&lt;br /&gt;Yet the road is still congested&lt;br /&gt;  Even at 9:00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many vehicles lies on the shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;  Looks like many accidents had happened&lt;br /&gt;Roads in Singapore is getting packed&lt;br /&gt;  Riding ain't safe at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-3967835144085310155?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/3967835144085310155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=3967835144085310155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/3967835144085310155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/3967835144085310155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-of-traffic-woes.html' title='A day of Traffic Woes'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-8065502595926541979</id><published>2008-03-19T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T01:39:28.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling nicely</title><content type='html'>Things are going ok now, indeed there are much better ways to live in this world!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God we are not subjected to the york of money,&lt;br /&gt;For I was heavy burden once, but light hearted and free now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is he who finds enjoyment in the work in his hands!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-8065502595926541979?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/8065502595926541979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=8065502595926541979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8065502595926541979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8065502595926541979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/03/settling-nicely.html' title='Settling nicely'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-4004238005785152503</id><published>2008-03-12T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:39:33.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjustments</title><content type='html'>Nearly 2 weeks of work at new work place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to adjust fast, have to learn fast also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-orientate and set the course for the next leg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God be with me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-4004238005785152503?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/4004238005785152503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=4004238005785152503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/4004238005785152503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/4004238005785152503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/03/adjustments.html' title='Adjustments'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-2270129253823349717</id><published>2008-03-03T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:21:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailors get together</title><content type='html'>We had much more than enough food for the nite.. it was a nice ot Super abundant food. Thanks guys for the turned out. Thanks Teresa and JK and Family for hosting us. May your girl grow up pretty and obedient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn out for the day, Dom and Jade, me.. Dorothy, Deming and Alvin.. and lastly.. the guest appearance who lost his way... Mr Sai Duwei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for getting the cake. We still haven't finish it yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do have lots of fun guys.. till we meet again .. soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-2270129253823349717?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/2270129253823349717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=2270129253823349717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/2270129253823349717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/2270129253823349717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/03/sailors-get-together.html' title='Sailors get together'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-3514183568629486942</id><published>2008-02-26T23:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:06:00.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailors CNY Get together  Part 2</title><content type='html'>Sailors get together details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's coming? who haven't confirm yet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deming --- ok&lt;br /&gt;Alvin --- ok&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy --- after 7&lt;br /&gt;Paul --- TBC&lt;br /&gt;Dom &amp;amp; Jade --- After 7&lt;br /&gt;Teresa --- ok&lt;br /&gt;Yuping --- Reservist&lt;br /&gt;Xiaofen --- has other plans..&lt;br /&gt;Effeana -- has to be with her students&lt;br /&gt;Dennis-- might not be able to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be Confirm: Shuzhen, Suzzane, Zhiwei, , Jeremy, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's for dinner?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pot Luck, So far we have:&lt;br /&gt;Fried Mee hoon , Sushi, Drinks &lt;strong&gt;( Please more helpers please~!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to get there huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. maybe should not put address here, ( Take Bus number 2 or 5 from Simei MRT)&lt;br /&gt;just msg me if u need address..&lt;br /&gt;Car pool anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got Entertainment or not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special performance by our very own home grown Du Dewei (Mr Capsize) Not to be missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So see you all there! Those who would like to confirm with me, just drop me a msg ya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-3514183568629486942?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/3514183568629486942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=3514183568629486942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/3514183568629486942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/3514183568629486942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/02/sailors-cny-get-together-part-2.html' title='Sailors CNY Get together  Part 2'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-2836742467477765896</id><published>2008-02-23T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T23:14:41.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailors CNY Get together</title><content type='html'>Dear Fellow Sailors friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Health and prosperity to one and all in the Blessed 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We had a little while ago asked when will it be a good time for us all to meet for a Chinese New Year gathering. It seems like everyone was rather busy back then. Hopefully with all the buzz settleing down, we might be able to find a good time say.. next weekend ? Do post your opinion on the Chat box. We'll see if Sat (1st March) would be a good time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-2836742467477765896?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/2836742467477765896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=2836742467477765896' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/2836742467477765896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/2836742467477765896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/02/sailors-cny-get-together.html' title='Sailors CNY Get together'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-3826190189796040160</id><published>2008-01-08T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:36:22.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things in life</title><content type='html'>Remember remember remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Good things in Life comes about, not by human's endeavors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by the grace of heavens above,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can a person want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except to enjoy his work, enjoy the richness and goodness in Food and drink and sweet slumbers, Blessed is he who enjoys his Lot given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when he does not suffered before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and happiness means little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaten by the dramas of life, fighting, augish, pains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can fanthom the mystery of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise sees Him, and call Him Wise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who loves... sees Him and proclaim him Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who were weak and mistreated, sees him and Praise Him.. Holy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember us... do not forsake us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-3826190189796040160?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/3826190189796040160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=3826190189796040160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/3826190189796040160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/3826190189796040160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-things-in-life.html' title='Good things in life'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-7438013389669447270</id><published>2008-01-07T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:24:14.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year new hope!</title><content type='html'>2008. There is hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008. There is life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all seems gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life turns around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of decay, gives Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Life everlasting and abundance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the mystery of God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-7438013389669447270?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/7438013389669447270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=7438013389669447270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/7438013389669447270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/7438013389669447270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-hope.html' title='New year new hope!'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-6013355434752478000</id><published>2007-11-26T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:03:27.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still enduring</title><content type='html'>It has been so long since last posting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has times improved... not really.. but can't wait for sun shine all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to learn to walk on.. to seek strength and guidance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To yearn for the rainbow after the rain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-6013355434752478000?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/6013355434752478000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=6013355434752478000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/6013355434752478000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/6013355434752478000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2007/11/still-enduring.html' title='Still enduring'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-1558285087779955359</id><published>2007-08-20T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T01:48:22.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Shang hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finally took a weekend trip and a slightly "longer" vacation away from work to take a trip to fast developing metropolis: Shang hai , Pearl of the east~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being the first visit to China, I must say this is really an eye opening trip. Shang hai is a very modern city, with efficient transportation, hard working and very driven and hungry population. Orderly and systematic central governance. I must say, I am really impress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/RsiBRV0ftBI/AAAAAAAAABM/_IGOEl60gXQ/s1600-h/IMG_3826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100468712912172050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/RsiBRV0ftBI/AAAAAAAAABM/_IGOEl60gXQ/s200/IMG_3826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show case of strength and confidence. Sky line of Pu Dong: Fortune 500 Business district&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh.. I forgot to say how lucky I am to have escaped the killer 40 degress Summer heat and the choking smog constantly plaguing the city due to the large industries surrounding the commercial city. And becuase of a sea frontal wind! Boy am I lucky! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-1558285087779955359?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/1558285087779955359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=1558285087779955359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/1558285087779955359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/1558285087779955359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2007/08/beautiful-shang-hai.html' title='Beautiful Shang hai'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/RsiBRV0ftBI/AAAAAAAAABM/_IGOEl60gXQ/s72-c/IMG_3826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-2873618995083162053</id><published>2007-08-09T03:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T04:01:56.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back?!~</title><content type='html'>Wah.. last post was done in Jan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long long time ago.. in the far away place... call Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;was the last blog entry... all the way back in January..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am BACK! , or am I not...&lt;br /&gt;Shedding the shadow of my boss resignation,&lt;br /&gt;along with it,  deaded of all hopes of chu ren tou di in my present work place,&lt;br /&gt;Out of the ashes of dashed hopes and pessimism, new directions and purpose grew&lt;br /&gt;After a silent prayer, plans were made, mark way-points and mile stone are lied,&lt;br /&gt;We set our armies marching, persevering.. towards a better way of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New options opening up,&lt;br /&gt;New interest found,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Busy, busy learning finance, trading, investing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is scarce, resources are few,&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles are everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Under extraordinary times, calls for extraordinary measures.&lt;br /&gt;Only Persever~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-2873618995083162053?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/2873618995083162053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=2873618995083162053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/2873618995083162053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/2873618995083162053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2007/08/back.html' title='Back?!~'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-8921848865661542467</id><published>2007-01-02T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:08:51.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>被遗忘的时光词</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;被遗忘的时光词&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蔡琴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;曲:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是谁在敲打我窗&lt;br /&gt;是谁在撩动琴弦&lt;br /&gt;那一段被遗忘的时光&lt;br /&gt;渐渐地回升出我心坎&lt;br /&gt;记忆中那欢乐的情景&lt;br /&gt;慢慢地浮现在我的脑海&lt;br /&gt;那缓缓飘落的小雨&lt;br /&gt;不停地打在我窗&lt;br /&gt;只有那沉默无语的我&lt;br /&gt;不时地回想过去&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-8921848865661542467?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/8921848865661542467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=8921848865661542467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8921848865661542467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/8921848865661542467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='被遗忘的时光词'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-802628638053440779</id><published>2007-01-01T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:51:22.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ending 2006'/><title type='text'>Welcome 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Past Updates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2006 draws to a close on a low note. Just a quick note to summarize all that had happened, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the work place, "Ocean Endeavor" still cannot be delivered and work pressure is up notches after notches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had met with an accident at the end of novemeber and ever since then, transportation had become really inconvenient and did have a profound impact to daily activities, and going anywhere seems so much further. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so glad that 2006 has came to an end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086792118910002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/RZkq3coAPDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fDoWFIHQ30g/s200/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kukup trip with my parents, Kukup, in Jb has a population of about 2000 + . With no sewage system, everything the population discharge, goes into eh.. wad you get from the sea.. Not a very flattering thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/RZksFcoAPEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/96g5zEDb5Es/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015088132148706370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/RZksFcoAPEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/96g5zEDb5Es/s200/DSC00403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Airin's is married to her handsome husband vincent! &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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/RZktJcoAPFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jZx6Vv37ags/s1600-h/IMGP5346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015089300379810898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/RZktJcoAPFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jZx6Vv37ags/s200/IMGP5346.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;div&gt;Fun gathering of friends from channel NTU on cycling trip @ East Coast, KTV~ and New Year dinner and gift exchange! &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/8441739-802628638053440779?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/802628638053440779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=802628638053440779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/802628638053440779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/802628638053440779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-2007.html' title='Welcome 2007'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yyb6txSmtEg/RZkq3coAPDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fDoWFIHQ30g/s72-c/DSC00409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-116222184573934546</id><published>2006-10-30T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:24:05.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haitus</title><content type='html'>Time for a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to be away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIll be back when things are right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or when the laziness stops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-116222184573934546?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/116222184573934546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=116222184573934546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116222184573934546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116222184573934546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/10/haitus.html' title='Haitus'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-116169650900731501</id><published>2006-10-24T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T21:28:29.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DeepaRaya Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DeepaRaya Weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is one where Deepavali fell on Sat, and Hari Raya on the following Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was really looking forward to Friday, as it is the long awaited, cum overdue, cum the desperately looooonngggged for public holiday, finally can put all the craps aside.. Then in the evening, someone mentioned "eh.. Holiday was brought forward to monday, we the rest of singapore has sat, sun , mon, tue off" Some company even organise trip to Bali for their employee... Instantly I was diaozzzz~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when friday came.. seems like everyone's damn tired. All put aeroplane.. Including me. Supposed to have joined a colleague at Holland V for dinner.. but I felt so sleepy and tired and drained.. that I headed home.. and then.. .straight away.. "Pomp!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later on.. Ann super rare msg me to jio to go out. But I simply too dead. So got to fly her aeroplane again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, same old place again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came Sat, so I worked up early.. During the meeting we had last week, the project ppl. mentioned that a task had to be completed by monday. But since it was the holiday weekend. It is simply not possible to do so. After being overruled, they went to boss to mention. And boss came over and ask me to complete the task over the weekend.... And so.. no prize for guessing where I was on Sat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivocity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it was not too tiring at the end of the day. Dennis msg to go shop for clothing. Since vivo is newly opened, ended up there. The place is simply swamping with kids, shoppers and people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mid Night Death Note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that somehow, ended up Watching Death Note. The story is about a genius law student who had found a note book Called Death Note, which killed the people whose name is written in it. The story is a brilliant criminal thriller. That is quite different from the movie that we normally watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried out this new steam boat place in Bugis. The soup base is made from a thin porriage. Quite interesting and worth a try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More meet ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was also spend with CE coursemates for regular met up. It was a nice nite of pools and chit chat in parkway. &lt;br /&gt;Then Tuesday was a house visit to a colleague's place for Hari Raya Lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow.. will have to look forward to Christmas holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-116169650900731501?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/116169650900731501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=116169650900731501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116169650900731501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116169650900731501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/10/deeparaya-weekend.html' title='DeepaRaya Weekend'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-116126772293711910</id><published>2006-10-19T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T22:22:03.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more week</title><content type='html'>One more week to Delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure is still high, work is still urgent, &lt;br /&gt;Life goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite moodless these days, needa break&lt;br /&gt;Needa Fly away to, far far away place.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be prayin every step along the way &lt;br /&gt;Even though it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;to know we'll be so far apart &lt;br /&gt;I love you too much to make you stay &lt;br /&gt;Baby fly away"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-116126772293711910?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/116126772293711910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=116126772293711910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116126772293711910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116126772293711910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-more-week.html' title='One more week'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-116072208611517835</id><published>2006-10-13T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T14:48:06.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Personality test~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respected inventor.. hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=RhTWsPoJfcHTNXU-GC-AAAAA-d305"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Personal Dna Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-116072208611517835?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/116072208611517835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=116072208611517835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116072208611517835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116072208611517835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-116049208208295640</id><published>2006-10-10T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:54:42.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing..</title><content type='html'>My mum called, at 8.15 am.. &lt;br /&gt;My grandma passed away.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed away at age of 87. &lt;br /&gt;Peacefully in her sleep, she left us,&lt;br /&gt;Cold hands and feets in the early hours.&lt;br /&gt;May peace be with her for eternity to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-116049208208295640?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/116049208208295640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=116049208208295640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116049208208295640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/116049208208295640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/10/passing.html' title='Passing..'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-116004324408942850</id><published>2006-10-05T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:14:04.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gones..</title><content type='html'>One week past quickly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been sick, took a couple of days of MC,&lt;br /&gt;Things just going on like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No problem, hiccups happens all the time. &lt;br /&gt;Just have to look forward, &lt;br /&gt;Keep looking forward and better times will always come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ring out the bells again&lt;br /&gt;like we did when spring began&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-116004324408942850?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/116004324408942850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Vessel is delivering in less than a months time now. Each day late has an LD of $30000, is the owner trying to be funny now, and creating all the dust and trouble up so, we will run around chasing tails while not completing the actual scope of work? I have no idea.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood at work.. living each day by the hours.. waiting to head home. More and more issues piling up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115936789834473683?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115936789834473683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115936789834473683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115936789834473683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115936789834473683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/09/commercial-deals.html' title='Commercial deals?'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115911177101840508</id><published>2006-09-24T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T23:36:31.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Hikes and Ushers</title><content type='html'>This weekend was most enjoyable and relaxing since a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went away on a hiking trip with Yeeling, Lenz, Wilson, Kaye, and friends, Diana, Seto and Peishan, to Kota Tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day began hot, and we began the walk. Following later it began to rain, not only rain but was pouring. The weather was super chilling and we were all frozen especially Lens, Wilson, cos we did not bring any poncho along. Up on the submit, we were "cuddling" under the umbrella i brought along, try to shelter each other from the cold and icy winds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all soaked to the skin, Wilson's cigis were all wet. Up and down we went.. Returning back we were all scuttlering to clean up the leeches that has followed us back. Only Yeeling and Diana didn't get any bites. Must be our blood too sweet, that the leeaches love us so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics can be found at : &lt;br /&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLandingSignin.jsp?Uc=b2myanx9.ai2emj1x&amp;Uy=mvsxne&amp;Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&amp;Ux=0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00350.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaye, Yeeling, Wilson, Lenz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip on the mind.. After Oct, Maybe November.. location.. maybe  Kuantan. See first. Guys if you are keen, do let me know. I will keep u all in the loop :)Cheers~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday at Keesiu's place for University Cultural Center ushers gathering. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesiu took lots of trouble to organise a gathering today for us senior ushers who had served as ushers during our Varsity years. It seems like a long time back then, and we had some recollections of the silly things we did. The crazy nites we had controlling crowds, and the MTV stars and celebrities, politicians and all sorts of events we met during those ushering days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We each brought little something for dinner in Pot luck style. hmms.. Seems like lots of ppl are looking for jobs :) Anyone needs to look for good capable ppl who serves guests well and apt in having a good time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nice indeed to catch up with Yeelee, Chu hua, Kee siu, Patrick, Diana, Galvin, Wei wei, Eugene, etc. It was fun indeed to have worked as Usher during the uni days :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115911177101840508?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115911177101840508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115911177101840508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115911177101840508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115911177101840508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/09/of-hikes-and-ushers.html' title='Of Hikes and Ushers'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115885140580922150</id><published>2006-09-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:10:05.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMF ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IMF finally ends, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being too far away in corner of Singapore, &lt;br /&gt;The only impression of IMF i have, is the police cars parked along ECP on the Benjamin Shears Bridge. Even as late as 11 pm. Heng, almost got caught speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vern and Mich like many many would be happily going back to shopping~. Too bad i didn't go with Francis last week when he had the Clearance pass which offers a good discount. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mean while this week,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand had a military coup while Thaksin was away in New York. So sux.. no more cheap shopping and sunny pataya beaches for now. But all this seems to brood well for the ppl of Thailand. Having a check and balance in the political system, can ensure that the wish of the people can be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Week of dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Munish came back from Auzzie for a short visit from his Phd programme. As i was stuck in the office.. it was almost 8 plus when i reached PS for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;Came Wednesday, was suppose to go for a dinner with the CE gals and guys. But as I was totally exhausted. I had to missed it. &lt;br /&gt;Romell left me a msg today to attend a formal dinner tmr nite.&lt;br /&gt;Sat will be Hiking in Kota Tinggi, &lt;br /&gt;Sun is gathering for UCC at Kee siew's place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today at dinner, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my father jokingly, "eh.. marriage so leh chey.. get married liao still have to do house work.. y do ppl get married .. to do house work? " ... &lt;br /&gt;Then came a torrents of lectures on how a couple must work together, must sacrifies, marriage is not easy to maintain. My parents are always so worried for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my sis is doing much better than I am. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115885140580922150?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115885140580922150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115885140580922150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115885140580922150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115885140580922150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/09/imf-ends.html' title='IMF ends'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115848412337683651</id><published>2006-09-17T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T17:08:43.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery</title><content type='html'>Sunny sunday, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice cool breeze blowing, I just stay home and do cleaning up. Listening to the radio. Relaxing and delightful! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost so much weight lately, everyone notices. Now only left 52 Kg, need to find ways to put the weight back. Help anyone??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115848412337683651?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115848412337683651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115848412337683651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115848412337683651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115848412337683651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/09/recovery.html' title='Recovery'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115831792602255152</id><published>2006-09-15T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T18:58:46.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>Today, it was raining,&lt;br /&gt;The rain came in a big torrent and it went on and on.. &lt;br /&gt;Looking at the rain drops, my memories went back, &lt;br /&gt;to my secondary days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the old dilipitated classroom, &lt;br /&gt;The teacher went on teaching Maths,&lt;br /&gt;Looking out of the window, &lt;br /&gt;Rain drops dripples off the top of the old zinc roof,&lt;br /&gt;Drifting away to my dreamland, wishing I was in paradise.. &lt;br /&gt;Rain fills my heart with joy, washes away my pains and sorrows, &lt;br /&gt;We used to run and play in the rain, &lt;br /&gt;mixing fallen tears with heavenly dews"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love to return to innocence days gone by&lt;br /&gt;This day, it rained in my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115831792602255152?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115831792602255152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115831792602255152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115831792602255152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115831792602255152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/09/rain_15.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115815432350639512</id><published>2006-09-13T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:32:03.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 weeks</title><content type='html'>6 weeks to the completion of the project, heaps of things still piling up.&lt;br /&gt;Still no hands to help out. Many matters have been left unsettled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling really stressed.. From dawn to dusk, every moment production is chasing for this, bosses are asking for that, endless meetings drone on and on.. asking for things I cannot deliver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is hard earn indeed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115815432350639512?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115815432350639512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115815432350639512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115815432350639512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115815432350639512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/09/6-weeks.html' title='6 weeks'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115798104558887373</id><published>2006-09-11T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:24:05.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not right</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Things are just not right,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again in office, &lt;br /&gt;A roaring saga staged,&lt;br /&gt;Robbers armed with "knifes",&lt;br /&gt;Ragging at me with ill intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To preserve the peace, &lt;br /&gt;I tried dodging,&lt;br /&gt;Again and again, &lt;br /&gt;He stabed and pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A neutral judge, &lt;br /&gt;I seek help from,&lt;br /&gt;wacked the robber upside down,&lt;br /&gt;but not without wound, &lt;br /&gt;my boss sustained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaten back for a while,&lt;br /&gt;the robbers fleed&lt;br /&gt;But not without claiming,&lt;br /&gt;Vengence he so forth seeks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life shouldn't be so vile.. :'(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115798104558887373?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115798104558887373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115798104558887373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115798104558887373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115798104558887373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/09/not-right.html' title='Not right'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115792484628881815</id><published>2006-09-11T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T05:47:26.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of 9 Sept</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Picture from the week before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00316.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;David's birthday at Romell's place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00306.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00306.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Air show at Paya laber&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend of 9 Sept&lt;br /&gt;This was the weekend which I was really looking forward to. Cos Michelle aka my senior in TJ so graciously organised a dinner outing for NTU channel. 12 of us were there, there was Joh, Fairy and hubby, Vernonia, Hum, Wang, Taku, Leion, Dreamland Ayukie and Samuel and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/Img_2076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/Img_2076.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See how happy Chocolate cake from Lana Cake shop make us :P~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/Img_2078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/Img_2078.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't I lucky to be between 2 of the si da mei nu~~hee.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Sat in the office, afternoon zipped away in bed again, and pops at New Asia bar in the evening. Duwei, Deming, (TJ sailors) Angeline, Cherina and Simon was there. Hey guys, you all haven paid up yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00335.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joh:As promised..the view from the top of Westin =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fairy, if you are seeing this... this was what we all missed on sat :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was again back in office.. Did some tidying up, and then went to visit Viktor. Julia his daughter is growing up fine, looking more and more like Miffy I think. Her hair is becoming like a mushroom head though.. like those you see in Super mario :P. Went with Vik to catch Singapore Dreaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. Wad a dream life is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to 23 sept. hiking trip! *grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115792484628881815?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115792484628881815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115792484628881815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115792484628881815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115792484628881815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekend-of-9-sept.html' title='Weekend of 9 Sept'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115792287685033408</id><published>2006-09-11T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T05:24:52.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks passed!</title><content type='html'>The moment of quietness was a bit too long.. Hmm.. gosh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, Air show, wine gathering at Romell's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Last weekend 2nd Sept was the company's family day at Sentosa. As I figured that it would be hell of aa mess to get to and out of Sentosa with thousands of foreign talents aka, apnn I rather go home and rest before heading to Romell's place for wine gathering. The afternoon zipped away in bed.. Until my dad came back in the late afternoon. Seldom is he so enthusiastic, "Ni yao qu kan kong Zhan ma?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So it was a afternoon out with my father at the air show at Paya laber air base. There was the air display which showed the manuvournility of our fighter jets, doing mock up attacks using Apache and troopers helicopters. And of course the clique of parachuters called the "red lion", whom never failed to make their appearance on every national day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   In the evening, Ryan, Francis and myself turned up at his place at near to 8pm, armed with lots of Awfully chocolates in hand. The evening went well, lots of wine, food and cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;  I wonder how come I ended up at work again on the sunday morning. Anyway the morning zipped away in the silly office and I came home cos I was simply too tired to do anything else. . after a nice swim at Mt Faber Safra. Tiancai and Alan (TJC friends) msg to watch Monster house in the afternoon. Quickly "beaming" myself to Cineleisure, the tickets was almost sold out. So in the end we ended up in Cathay to watch "The Devil wears Prada". Another real life in the city show, about craving a career and sacrificing personal life. Something to ponders over work life balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrival of Ocean Monarch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The following week came really fast and as quickly as it comes.. it went. I guess it has alot to do with the arrival of the next project that I am working on. So from now onwards, I am the man who "has one leg in 2 boats". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Things just gonna get worse to worst in office... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00298.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before my baby "Ocean Endeavor" is finished, a second girl arrived.."Ocean Monarch"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115792287685033408?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115792287685033408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115792287685033408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115792287685033408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115792287685033408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-weeks-passed.html' title='2 weeks passed!'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115694879727684259</id><published>2006-08-30T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T22:39:57.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment of quietness</title><content type='html'>Finally at the end of the day.. Peace and quite..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling tired and exhausted.. &lt;br /&gt;Many a things yet awaiting to be done..&lt;br /&gt;Stealing a moment of haitus,&lt;br /&gt;Finding the energy to get things back on track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115694879727684259?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115694879727684259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115694879727684259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115694879727684259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115694879727684259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/08/moment-of-quietness.html' title='A moment of quietness'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115651335762874270</id><published>2006-08-25T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T21:42:37.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Friday</title><content type='html'>Friday is here once more, &lt;br /&gt;End of the month, pay check in my hands,&lt;br /&gt;Lookin at the pink letter,&lt;br /&gt;dunno to cry or to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living is indeed tough to earn,&lt;br /&gt;Behind every cents, countless toll and pains,&lt;br /&gt;Nourishment for the body, &lt;br /&gt;but where is the nourishment for the soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In youth we toll,&lt;br /&gt;In sunshine, we make hay.&lt;br /&gt;For time waits for no man, &lt;br /&gt;Opportunity only knock once,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music, a good read, &lt;br /&gt;good friends to laugh and cry with, &lt;br /&gt;someone who cares for you, &lt;br /&gt;Someone whom you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, &lt;br /&gt;To return to a safe haven,&lt;br /&gt;To escape to paradise once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;The little joys, the little things we yearn for..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115651335762874270?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115651335762874270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115651335762874270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115651335762874270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115651335762874270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-friday.html' title='Finally Friday'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115604999998604198</id><published>2006-08-20T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T12:59:59.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;周笔畅  _-_笔记&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/elxPhJjq7-U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/elxPhJjq7-U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115604999998604198?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115604999998604198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115604999998604198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115604999998604198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115604999998604198'/><link 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/&gt;你温暖的笑脸还一如从前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回忆的画面记录的语言&lt;br /&gt;你说要我学着勇敢一点&lt;br /&gt;偶尔哭红双眼你一定会了解&lt;br /&gt;眼泪试我心中另一种完美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humming away* .... *smiles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115600190628758771?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115600190628758771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115600190628758771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115600190628758771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115600190628758771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/08/bi-ji.html' title='Bi ji'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115600101817898788</id><published>2006-08-19T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:23:38.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time gone by..</title><content type='html'>Hey Greetings my friends, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to office.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The past week had gone by in a flash, back from diving last week, hardly had settled down. And back to office again. Things are definitely not going well with baby, birth is near ( 10 weeks to vessel delivery) things are getting more pressing and ppl gets more aggitated faster. As much as i try to focus and get things done as best as I could, many obstacles continues to arise and continuosly feeling that you are not getting sufficient support and yet highly unappreciated only makes fartigue setting in all the faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   10 more weeks.. .ren...! I can do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends Relations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Last few months, so many ppl are getting pregnant, as if it is almost fashionable to be pregnant. Is it that the economy is doing well? so people feels more confident and happy for loving moments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Yet seems like a couple of my friends are facing difficulty in their relationships, hastily got married.. and then feeling the constrain marridge brings. Indeed effort and communications should not be neglected. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding time... seeking solace, finding that little bit of peace in my heart. From the heart springs quite joyfulness.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00268.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00268.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00239.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunsetting.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115600101817898788?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115600101817898788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115600101817898788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115600101817898788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115600101817898788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-gone-by.html' title='Time gone by..'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115553669619008439</id><published>2006-08-14T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T21:53:18.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Diving Trip in Tioman</title><content type='html'>Was away for a weekend trip to Tioman last Friday nite till last nite. The trip was great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some heart attack moments before the trip (cannot find the gathering location). And after the trip ( Realising that the before trip rush, cause me to forget my bike keys and leaving them on the bike over the weekend....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise the trip was a pleasant great away. Today still slacking at home. Tmr will be the start every horrors all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View pics at: &lt;br /&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLandingSignin.jsp?Uc=b2myanx9.1sto736l&amp;Uy=ebe4yp&amp;Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&amp;Ux=0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog somemore laterz.. time to rest more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00242.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dinner leh.. hungry leh... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00257.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tioman &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115553669619008439?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115553669619008439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115553669619008439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115553669619008439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115553669619008439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/08/weekend-diving-trip-in-tioman.html' title='Weekend Diving Trip in Tioman'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115528622503093721</id><published>2006-08-11T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T16:50:25.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick post</title><content type='html'>Leaving for the dive trip in a little less than an hour. Still haven't done any of the questions and buy the stuff I need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So quickly post a short post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night had dinner at Altivo with Diana and Michelle. It was a cool and breezy night. Enjoy the evening lots ;) Thanks for the company! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. C u all when I come back on Monday. Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115528622503093721?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115528622503093721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115528622503093721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115528622503093721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115528622503093721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/08/quick-post.html' title='Quick post'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115496337466957748</id><published>2006-08-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T23:09:34.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and downs..</title><content type='html'>A moment you're up, the next you're down.&lt;br /&gt;Life's like that playing tricks on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when things seems right, then your whole world crumbles&lt;br /&gt;How can one keep his peace.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a ride, it's just a ride,&lt;br /&gt;dun forget, enjoy the ride&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115496337466957748?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115496337466957748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115496337466957748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115496337466957748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115496337466957748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/08/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and downs..'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115478269522038825</id><published>2006-08-05T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:58:16.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shi fu is back!~</title><content type='html'>Shi fu is back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senior engineer who is suppose to be my mentor, who got posted right away to Mumbai when I joined the company is back! Lol. :D I am so happy to see him. His knowledge and experience is top notch and the best thing is, he has a great personality and character. Patience and realistic, Little wonder why he is highly respected and "worship" like a legendary figure in the ship yard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Shi fu's life is Mumbai is not easy. Starting from the most basic food, he hardly had anything decent because theIndiann food simply is too much for ourAsiann stomach to take. So we had to send documents, "smuggling" can foods together with a bunch of drawings and mail it to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For such risky options, si fu owes us a big dinner complete with Joo chiat famous crabs by Still road. HAHAHa.. this is the real reason for celebrations! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the other time he was back, there will be dinners, bowling sessions, drinking sessions, good food and happy gatherings. Such is the following of someone respectable. kekeke..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115478269522038825?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115478269522038825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115478269522038825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115478269522038825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115478269522038825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/08/shi-fu-is-back.html' title='Shi fu is back!~'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115470302302360831</id><published>2006-08-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:50:23.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diving</title><content type='html'>Next week is national day week. The last time we had a public was in May. Finally the holidy drought is over! I had previously wanted to plan a trip to kinabalu during the national day week. But due to busy busy schedule and not really knowing how to get the bookings done, thus it didn't materailize for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needa break from work, I had not taken slightly long leave since ... eh.. began work a year plus ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with a colleague, I signed up for an open waters diving course to Tioman next Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any how, today was the first water training in the pool. We had to do snokelling, and playing around with the equipments. I am so "fish out of the water" rather, "monkey in the water" ended up drinking so much pool water and having water all choked up my nose. Haiz. I think I should just stick to land based sports or water surface sports like sailing.. speaking of which I had not gone for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. but most likely will go and learn roller blading first, since I enjoyed skiiing so much while in Norway. But first.. get my vessel delievered hopefully. with lesser headaches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies movies.. playing pool.. reading.. life can be so much more enjoyable! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115470302302360831?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115470302302360831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115470302302360831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115470302302360831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115470302302360831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/08/diving.html' title='Diving'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115400854734498177</id><published>2006-07-27T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:55:47.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Environment</title><content type='html'>Troubles never seems to cease in the yard. moving around the human environment doesn't seems easy at all. Worn out, tried out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent "precautionary" measures by management removed many people's internet access so as to prevent unauthorise surfing of net during lunch hours and downloading of unauthorised material. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some staffs were caught talking during over time hours. Thus now, everyday we have to justify why we allow draftmen to work over time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the environment in my workplace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115400854734498177?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115400854734498177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115400854734498177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115400854734498177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115400854734498177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/07/environment.html' title='Environment'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115374935848806307</id><published>2006-07-24T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:55:58.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike SOLD! Insightful Meetings~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Going once, twice.. trice.. sold!&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was a weekend for JC friends,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began with work as usual on Sat,looking at the plans for the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;Seems quite full, except that there is no appointment and no plans to have my bike sold.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flipping through my note book, 7 numbers, 2 had viewed, 5 showed interest. It has been almost a week and there had been some progress and some seems quite keen but still wants to "fish" around the market. hmm.. I guess I will drop them a msg to ask if they are still keen about the bike. Only 2 replied. One is to asked about the cost of transfer and if can lower the price further. The other apologise for not being able to view the bike on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... I guess I will have to continue to hold on the bike for a little while longer.. &lt;br /&gt;*patience patience patience.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a sailor's outing on a Sat nite after the collection of the Super 4 which Mah Motor took back for repairs. After changing/ repairing/ washing/ tuning /God knows what the shop did to the bike. It perform pretty good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it was.. a nite at Settler's cafe. lol.. celebrating 3 guys birthday. I didn't want to stay too late, I feel sooo tired after the long week passed. So sat came and went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lazy sunday morning came, with so many ding dongs to tidy up, I simply do not know where to begin. So I decided that I should spend my day at the library reading, I need new re-freshing ideas and thoughts. After reaching the National Library, Barely got to settle down and read, I got a phone call from Tony, one of those who is interested in the x-9. So I made a trip home to meet him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony looked at the bike, after a brief discussion, he was ok with it. So it was SOLD! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend the rest of my sunday reading, and in the evening, met with JC library classmates. woh, Brenda is certainly doing well, with a new position in Dubai. And so is Catherine. We discussed many topics from banking, commodities, career enhancements, spirituality, and buddism. It was indeed a very interesting and fulfilling nite for conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I see light at the end of the tunnels... *smiles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115374935848806307?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115374935848806307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115374935848806307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115374935848806307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115374935848806307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/07/bike-sold-insightful-meetings.html' title='Bike SOLD! Insightful Meetings~'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115361464955375081</id><published>2006-07-23T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T08:51:21.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week for bike and more bike</title><content type='html'>As it turns out, the buying and selling of the x-9 and the new super four, both turns out to be little more complicated than expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over last weekend, there were several interested parties calling up to check out the bike. Had a couple of viewings on last sunday and the following Tuesday. Now keeping my fingers crossed that the deal can come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new super 4 is great! except that when I was supposed to have collected it on monday, turned out that the previous owner had modified the exhaust pipe and the bike sounded like a coughing ah pek. So after making hell out of a noise and refusing to collect the bike. The shop agreed to change the exhaust pipe for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on Wednesday was collection day again. Switching on the engine, the sound of the bike seems better but still was far of the performance one would expect of a bike so reputated to be the best in its class. I was super reluctant to accept it. I stared at the bike and test it again and again. The sales person was helpless, trying to assure me that they will fix up the bike good should I not be happy with the performance. Their lady boss, also came and give her personal assurance. Taking the bike back for a 2 days test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engine did indeed have strange behaviour and it is super weak at low RPMS. So Friday sent it in again, and after fixing up the cabarator( the device for mixing air and fuel) It seems to be performing much much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00175.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00175.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Presenting... the Machine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00169.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00169.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A departing Shot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00173.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00173.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile.. the baby grows and grows.. fatter and fatter she becomes.. &lt;br /&gt;Ocean Endeavor @ july 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115361464955375081?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115361464955375081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115361464955375081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115361464955375081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115361464955375081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/07/week-for-bike-and-more-bike.html' title='Week for bike and more bike'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115314025815313110</id><published>2006-07-17T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T20:44:18.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>Monday starts the week all over again.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115314025815313110?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115314025815313110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115314025815313110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115314025815313110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115314025815313110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/07/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115306696294655139</id><published>2006-07-16T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:22:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and happiness~</title><content type='html'>Weekender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend feels so good when finally just dump everything at work and come home. Best thing is to be with ppl. Sad to say the work life in Sg is keeping ppl apart, families hardly meet, extended families may meet once a year during Chinese new year. Social phenomenon that results from our "success"? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another result of our "success" Singapore rank last in happiness index in Asia. hahaha.. Such irony. Are we paying too high a price for prosperity? Don't we have a choice to choose. Something we should all be proud about perhaps lol.. if the govt have a chance to say it.. it would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I refuse to subscribe to this thinking. I refuse to believe that work is the salvation to my life. I believe a decent living can be achieve in more humane way, that happiness and relationships need not be sacrifices for the sake of progress. Cos I had traded b4, honestly, I felt cheated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike sales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First viewing today from a young engineer also. He is a nice chap. He turn up with his girlfriend to view my bike. The viewing went well, he seems ok with the bike. I hope he expresses his concerns. And that we both can conclude in a win win situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marina, friends~ &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Following the bike viewing, I went to city hall to meet Diana, we had lunch and after that walked ard a little bit. It was a nice and enjoyable day out! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siying came back and in the mist of her busy preparation for her wedding, and studying for her final exams, she still make time to catch up with her old friend!~ So touched* She looks better now that she has slimed down. Looks like pressure is good for her :P lol.. Siying, If you read this, not that I want to say.. But you should work harder la :P Good luck for your exams and tell your hubby he must be the luckiest man on earth to marry you. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling messaged to say she's leaving for Auzzie soon to take up a full job as a nurse there. I hope she settles down well there~ Another friend who had found freedom~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duwei's birthday is here~ lol. After I wish him happy birthday, we sort of get into a discussion about me trying to impose my views on him. hmm.. I have no idea where he got that idea from. So I said, fine I accept that our views are different and I can live with that. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie time and tide waits for no man. getting late now. Sleepzz.. tmr is the beginning of another week.. *ponders*... the song "when can i see you again.... " Looking forward to next weekend~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115306696294655139?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115306696294655139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115306696294655139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115306696294655139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115306696294655139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/07/friends-and-happiness.html' title='Friends and happiness~'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115289298380680714</id><published>2006-07-14T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:03:03.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of Miracles? of ups and downs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Argh... late report, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ICQ report is due right tomorrow, ICQ is improvment projects to improve the work process and flow in the company. Yet right now, I am feeling all sickly and rotten. Argh.. irritating, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traffic Police Riding Test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week had been quite a week, I had my traffic police accessment test on Tuesday, For that I had spent the weekend before this week, all the way till monday to practice my riding. 37 was my tag number on the test date, quite a nice number I must say. But unfortunately at the crucial moment, as I was going through the obstable course, S-course, I felt a bump on my rear tyre. "liao, this time all wasted liao" I thought, ... hit the kerb.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But incidently, almost by miracle, when the tester was reading out the number tags of those who had failed.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"33,...."&lt;br /&gt;My heart frozed...&lt;br /&gt;"38, 39, 40... "&lt;br /&gt;GOD! I cann't believe my luck!! &lt;br /&gt;"DId I missed him saying 37??????" I thought.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I walk up to find my test result... WTF... look look look... Cann't seems to find it with all the stack of other ppl's result. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this a joke, He must have read my number wrongly" many thoughts ran across my mind.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I found a single result slip left on the table behind me.... 37!!!!  Yippy I had passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye X-9, hello Super 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time for celebration, I set out to clean and wash my bike, Selling it immediately!, Putting a post on Singapore bike forum, going to bike shop to see how much they are offering me.. but a pathetic $1800 was all that was left.. Depreciation is horrendous!! Selling the bike on my own seems the final option left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all these happens, I began shopping for a new bike,finally deciding on a yellow V-tec 2 super 4 from Mah motor. All adds up to quite a hefty price, $8800. Quite a good number I should say, you guys may like to buy 4-D...?! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All concluded, I should be riding this for the next couple of years. *pray for a good engine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meanwhile at workplace&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more instances of issue and problems keeps propping up, but non as terrible as the termination of the use of internet for all staffs. The reason?: To prevent ppl from downloading prohibited materials. and.. beacuse management observed people had been surfing during lunchtime. ....... Wad absurdity, but anyhow.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kinabalu postpone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabalu trip had to be postpone because all had been too late in planning, not sure if I can find time later on in the year to take a break.. The next period of time where it might be possible will be next january already.. After my current Baby is completed and delievered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scholarship award Ceremony postmotem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group HR manager was well please with the effort we had spend organising the scholarship event last week. In fact she is so happy, she offer to treat us all to a dinner cum KTV session on her own expenses. Many of the bosses are impressed and happy! Yeah! I am glad it is a job well done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work this week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hindsight, I guess my work in the yard is simplily too volumous to have time for anything extras. I am just damn lucky to have extremely dedicated colleagues who shoulders much of my work load. At work, I have to do the most dirty of the job, bearing responsibilities, in not so nice way, it means to carry the "black pot" Bei hei guo. To answer for the mistakes my guys make. HAhaa.. and mine of course. but of course, I get to take credit (seldom la) for the good job they do! But I always rememeber to tell them how happy bosses are with their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday Movie!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having not watch any movie since Da vinci code.. and not expecting any friends to watch any either.. So I tag along Angeline with her friends to watch the Pirates of Carribean On Wednesday evening. Too bad I was tied up in office and can only reached just as the show was about to start, pai seh had to make her waited outside the theatre for me. I enjoyed pirates of the Carribean lots! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally sick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then come thursday, my body finally cannot take it, eyes goggy, nose blocked, and head spinning and exhausted from all the excitment from last week till now, my body finally gave in. I took 2 puriton, and the effect lasted till today. Argh.. so now the agony of having an unfinished report which have to be handed up lays before me.  :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.. better get going... another sleepless nite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115289298380680714?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115289298380680714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115289298380680714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115289298380680714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115289298380680714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/07/week-of-miracles-of-ups-and-downs.html' title='Week of Miracles? of ups and downs..'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115254360821442392</id><published>2006-07-10T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:00:08.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scholarships Award Ceremony 6th July</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Scholarship presentation Ceremony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the beautiful peak of Mt Fable,&lt;br /&gt;hundreds of guests gathered to witness, &lt;br /&gt;6 young talents receiving honours,&lt;br /&gt;for their brilliance and success till life thus far.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Endorsed by the leaders of the day,&lt;br /&gt;A renewed commitment to nurture and groom,&lt;br /&gt;the future leaders with determination and brilliance,&lt;br /&gt;to drive the cooperation forward to another heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous Scholars gathered, &lt;br /&gt;renewing ties and exchanging greetings,&lt;br /&gt;Senior managements and young talents alike,&lt;br /&gt;merrying away, with food and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the backdrop Keppel Bay Towers stands,&lt;br /&gt;over old site of keppel bay, the yard began&lt;br /&gt;Now stands the prestigious Carribean on the bay&lt;br /&gt;Proud should we be, of the heritage passed down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overlooking the southern skyline, &lt;br /&gt;with Sunny Sentosa and &lt;br /&gt;the infamous Integrated resort,&lt;br /&gt;fills all with a sense of peace and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/200/DSC00142.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;View from Mt Fable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115254360821442392?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115254360821442392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115254360821442392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115254360821442392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115254360821442392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/07/scholarships-award-ceremony-6th-july.html' title='Scholarships Award Ceremony 6th July'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115254197355594767</id><published>2006-07-10T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:32:53.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Brown Saga</title><content type='html'>Mr Brown Saga says a lot about the state of freedom on our the little green island. Notorious for having one of the strictest social control in the world despite being a "Republic" country. It leaves little surprises to how government machinery can be brought to harass on individual dissidents who voice much grievances about the uncomfortable situations on our island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another case of David vs Goliath duel, no prize for guessing who is the winner. The Goliath had trampled yet another potential "trouble maker". To nip trouble in the bud before it grows out of proportion. To put down the first sparks before other deviants seeks to continue to push the boundaries of the OB markers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the truth of matters lies in the heart of the people. In a land where "active citizenry" is preached but never practice, it only serves to further how much words are actually for paying lip services, with little considerations if they can be fulfilled or honored. Talks are cheap indeed. Hypocrisy has risen yet to another level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To deny the lessons of histories, to ignore the high propensity of human beings to fall, to believe in creating a perpertuating system which is incorruptible by human nature. Such believes, only serves to tint the greatness and credit of the one who had claimed to have founded the land, who had stolen and marred the credits and honors of many greats characters in the history of our land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can only pray for miracles, a saving grace for this land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115254197355594767?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115254197355594767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115254197355594767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115254197355594767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115254197355594767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/07/mr-brown-saga.html' title='Mr Brown Saga'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115193489739117534</id><published>2006-07-03T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:54:57.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at Fishfarms</title><content type='html'>New Challenges seems to keep popping up at work place. There is never a "dull" moment. Putting in a positive light, it is very challenging to having to deal with difficult, impatient and politically schemeing people. There is lots of room to learn how to be a better person myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, these situations and obstacles do indeed wears my thin. Mentally and physically. Last week along, I have been to the engine room for no less than 5 times, always looking at the same problems, everyone wants to boss ard and give ideas and opinions. Having gan cheong bosses really can be quite challenging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was like that that I went late to meet my sec sch classmates on Sat. But it is fun indeed to meet people besides work. Life has alot more to it than just work. *remembers my department head who said: "You all should be thinking about work and making a career all the time, I see you all more than I see my wife " He has to said those words with a smut... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shivers... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously he is totally out of touch with what is going on in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chinese engineer Jian Cheng who was working together with me until March this year. Had left the company after he had returned to China. Now he is happily working in Nanjing, got the job from an introduction from a friend. He now makes lot more than he got when he came to Singapore. Thus obviously alot more than his China pay. And I heard he is going to get marry and is buying a house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the many indian engineers and draftsmen in india design office that are quitting in doves because of abandance job opportunities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the management of my company is seriously out of touch with the employment markets in the world. In this world, when you pay peanuts, you get monkeys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, putting silly job aside, I am having a pretty ok life. Viktor's daughter is growing up fine. He seems to be enjoying his life aplenty. Simple yet happy family life. Such is bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spent my last weekend driving ard some fish farms in Kranji. There were so many beautiful and pretty fishes! I didn't know fishing can be such an exciting hobby! :). Enjoyed myself lots that day. :D My other photos turn out crapz.. sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00155.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nemo is tanks~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115193489739117534?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115193489739117534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115193489739117534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115193489739117534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115193489739117534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/07/weekend-at-fishfarms.html' title='Weekend at Fishfarms'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115124818250961569</id><published>2006-06-25T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:09:42.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking  ahead</title><content type='html'>Month of june is coming to an end soon. Time getting more and more pressing, in 2 weeks time is the traffic police riding test. The presentation ceremony is also at that time. Plus the planning for the kinabalu trip is still in quite an infant stage. I should better get things worked out next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange strange is, I am still unable to post picture up bloggers. Does anyone face the same problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World cup fever is on.. But even more people had caught a fever. As the weather had been unusally rainy, lots of ppl I know had taken ill. Happened to called Ann yesterday, her voice totally freak me out man. I dun think I have ever heard her sound soooo sick before. I also had been coughing abit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling abit exhausted lately.. unable to concentrate nor gather enuff energy to focus. I desperately need a break soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Finally can post picture! see my baby now.. Getting Fatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00141.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00141.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Construction pace gearing up faster and faster...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00133.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My parents at the photo shoot last week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00137.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00137.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally I got a decent pic of me in gown.. one year after grad, also taken at the family photo shoot last weekend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/IMG_2223.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/IMG_2223.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I spend 4 hours to get this pic.. lol.. tmd.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115124818250961569?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115124818250961569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115124818250961569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115124818250961569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115124818250961569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/06/looking-ahead.html' title='Looking  ahead'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115081859304636645</id><published>2006-06-20T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T23:49:53.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody</title><content type='html'>I cann't post any picture up in Bloggers since dunno when. Fed up, I shouldn't try anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel very well today. hmm.. no idea how come too. Just feeling moody... Shouldn't talk too much nonsence. Sleeps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115081859304636645?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115081859304636645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115081859304636645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115081859304636645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115081859304636645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/06/moody.html' title='Moody'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115072814163969081</id><published>2006-06-19T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T23:35:31.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't we all Naughty By Nature?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever got calls from tellign you that you have won some prize and that you can collect the free voucher or gifts and make appointments for you to visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so happened that on Sat evening, I got such a call telling me that I had won a free make over session, in a lucky draw contest I took part in. The best part is, I cannot even remember that I took part in any lucky draw. Being the curious me, always am game to learn something new even though it is like 100% sure that there must be a catch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the saying goes curiousity kills the cat and since there is  free image consulatation anyway, Wad the heck. So since I had not much to do anyway, I turned up for my appointment in the shophouse in 69 Boat Quay. The setup was like a photography studio. There were crowds of ppl, families and individuals. I was asked by the receptionist to sit down and wait. In about 10 mins, An image consulatant came and attended to me. Her name was Mira and she explained to me about the proceeding and what's gonna come. She's a young girl, just freshly graduated form poly, and seems like the work there has also very long working hours from 12 to sometimes 12 midnite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened next was to go to the markup room where by I get to change to the outfit I brought along. The make up artist looks like any aunties you find outside. After that we went into the photo studio, this time I was really amazed, even the photographer seems like she is only 18 years old. So she took some shots and then I went back to change before another round of photo shoot in another outfit and setting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the real challenge begins.. Mira started to explain to me about the work they do in the studio, using photoshop to do editing and so on and so forth..how others come back and all the various benefit and what the studio can offer. But I am keenly aware how the sensitive topic of price is delibrately left out.. hhaa,, then she got another ang mo guy to come talk to me, he began another round of psychoing, trying to convince me wad a great and lucky dae it is for me. Since I keep nodding my head and it seems to him that I am well onto the hook, he trail close and ask me to sign up for the installment plan to get a life time membership with the studio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the tussel went on for almost 2 hours.. goodness. Mira, talked.. a little. Can see that she's tired from the day's work. The ang moh guy tried .. even try to use sympahty to close me. Finally one of their manager even come and talk about career opportunity to me. Goodness, did I really have such patiance and endurance? :P haha I guess I am just plain stingy. Haha.. so there you go.. I spend 4 hours.. Finnaly I got!! 2 miserable pictures... haha.. I think I am lucky already. I read in other blogs, they got a lousy CD (dun even come with an envelope) and the CD is even currupted. :P LOL... what a CON job. Remember, if something looks too good to be true, it probably isn't.. hheehe... I just like to learn more about the CON jobs out there :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115072814163969081?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115072814163969081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115072814163969081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115072814163969081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115072814163969081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/06/aint-we-all-naughty-by-nature.html' title='Ain&apos;t we all Naughty By Nature?'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115038526782215952</id><published>2006-06-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:27:48.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's growing pains</title><content type='html'>My baby's growing fast, the vessel is being build in full gear now,&lt;br /&gt;in a couple of day's time, the heart of the baby (the engine room) will be started.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST SMOKE! it is called, means the management gets money coming in.&lt;br /&gt;For us, works gets more tighter. In Another 4 months she's gonna be a beautiful princess. Her Name is "Ocean Endeavor". I Like her name~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the work's fine! team member's great! We squabbles and argue and fight sometimes, but it is actually very shiok to work with co-operative ppl to solve problems together and work towards solutions. However, people with different philosophies... dun work well. Got to learn to work with different ppl.. including those who wants you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week while talking to a colleague,&lt;br /&gt;He said: "See you at meeting sometimes I feel very sorry for you, being the youngest around, people always shoot you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not that I have a choice of my situations, I just have to make the best of, do what I can to keep my head above water and wait for the right time to come. :D Really.. working to improve my character, earn enough to go by, and most importantly, learning how to enjoy working with others, how to enjoy relationships~ technical knowledge ... calculations.. .. organisational skills.. blah blah blah... will fall in place :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115038526782215952?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-115004016772430233</id><published>2006-06-11T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T23:36:07.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes do come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wishes~ by Le Couple &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked in the sky and there I saw a star shining so bright above&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and wished upon the star that I would fine true love&lt;br /&gt;Someone who needed me&lt;br /&gt;Someone to share my life&lt;br /&gt;For a love that would be true&lt;br /&gt;I would wait forever&lt;br /&gt;So...no...matter how long it may be&lt;br /&gt;I will be waiting&lt;br /&gt;One star-brighter than the others&lt;br /&gt;Two Hearts-beating for each other&lt;br /&gt;I believe wishes really come true&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight I knew it from the moment when you said hello&lt;br /&gt;I hoped you felt it too, but we both so shy-how was I to know&lt;br /&gt;when you reached for my hand&lt;br /&gt;I knew you were the one&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and talked for hours like I'd known you forever&lt;br /&gt;Like...a...dream or something from a book&lt;br /&gt;True love had found me&lt;br /&gt;One star-brighter than the others&lt;br /&gt;Two Hearts-beating for each other&lt;br /&gt;Noe I see wishes really come true&lt;br /&gt;You just have to dream&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's as bad as it seems&lt;br /&gt;to be...believe me&lt;br /&gt;Someone's waiting for you to try&lt;br /&gt;There in the sky&lt;br /&gt;One star-brighter than the others&lt;br /&gt;Two Hearts-beating for each other&lt;br /&gt;You will see wishes really come true&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop believing-wishes do come true&lt;br /&gt;You gotta believe me (wish on a star) wishes do come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sending me this song... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-115004016772430233?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/115004016772430233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=115004016772430233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115004016772430233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/115004016772430233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/06/wishes-do-come-true.html' title='Wishes do come true'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114986865158424895</id><published>2006-06-09T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:57:31.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My soul..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Traveler Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/traveler-soul.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a thrill seeker who loves to be active and on the move&lt;br /&gt;You love to wander: between places, ideas, and people.&lt;br /&gt;A good communicator, you're a nonconformist and interested in the world.&lt;br /&gt;You are an explorer, a good storyteller, and a true dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're always on the move, you can be a bit fickle.&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult for you to make personal commitments.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so quick to ignore emotional issues and problems.&lt;br /&gt;You're much more intuitive and psychic than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Retrospective Soul and Dreaming Soul&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114986865158424895?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114986717507729630</id><published>2006-06-09T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:32:55.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of 6.6.6</title><content type='html'>Today is friday again, &lt;br /&gt;The week came and go in the blink of the eye.&lt;br /&gt;Some trivailities first.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I aimed to clear my bike course.&lt;br /&gt;After numerous attempts and long hours spent in bbdc, I got through all 3 stages of the bike practical course. TP test booked at 11th July. After this, good bye to my lao puo X-9, upgrade to super-4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Super 4&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, I stopped procrastinating and enrolled myself in the car coop for car rental. Wooo.. one more way to slurge my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of shopping is in order to come.. looking at my cupboard.. only full of craps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since May had came to an end.. And June had started, it is indeed time to move on and stopped chasing after wind..  an impossible dream, back to life of monotony.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the coming of June brings maybe more urgent matters, the scholarship presentation ceremony is just weeks away now. STRESS!! the venue we have barely secure. Many plans not thought of .. and arrangements yet to be made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I am happie the planning to climn Kinabalu had kicke started of. I really hope the trip will be successful and all the participant can have a great time in coming August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans till the end of the year includes.. Enjoying my life as fullest as I can, Never to let work and things weigh me down, always spare time to make ppl ard me happy, continue to be more joyous and learning to cultivate a deep sense of peace and joy within me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delivering my baby (Oil rig) .. is also quite crucial.. lol.. better do wad ever i need to do.. before baby begins to cry loud loud.. in coming September till December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet before one things can be settled.. another arises.. Now I got to start to plan and look after yet another baby (oil rig) She's going to arrive in August.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday the book I order from Amazon , "escape from paradise" had arrived. The book is an autobiography of the great grand daughter of the Haw Par brothers who left us with the haw par villa as well as tiger balm. Certainly a great insight into the lives of the riches, and wad wealth and power can do to people. Also, a woman's search for love, and struggle to survive in a complicated extended family, finally getting out of our so call "Paradise". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. too many trivalities this week. Weekender... SHOPPPING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114986717507729630?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114986717507729630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114986717507729630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114986717507729630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114986717507729630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/06/week-of-666.html' title='Week of 6.6.6'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114943249890648403</id><published>2006-06-04T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:53:41.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June is here!</title><content type='html'>Nope, no more weddings to attend this week.. *phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had really been busy last week, &lt;br /&gt;Going for bike course.. fail.. simply too shack after work&lt;br /&gt;Work getting more and more pressing,&lt;br /&gt;Only consolation is, the heavy weight hanging on my mind finally can be let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June already, the ceremony is approaching nearer by the days, spent last week reccing out the Jewel Box on top of fable hill, and also the POD in NLB&lt;br /&gt;Places with fantastic view, bring your love ones there, I am sure he/she will enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00112.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00112.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Altivo Bar on Fable Hill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00118.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00118.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The POD @ National Library Board&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally made it to Sat, went to PC fair with Cherina and Peter, &lt;br /&gt;Called Jeremy, but he was having dinner at Shangri la.&lt;br /&gt;I was surprise to see Xiao yan there at the OCBC booth!! &lt;br /&gt;So no choice.. have to support friend., and opened a trading account with her&lt;br /&gt;She told me Zhifen just walked passed abt 5 m away.. &lt;br /&gt;Wah this pretty Zhifen, walked passed also no give face and say hello.&lt;br /&gt;Later at dinner, I simple stoned.. bonked out from the tiredness of the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I never even think of going back to work! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I tried to pig it out in the morning, but not too successful, still woke up at 10+&lt;br /&gt;but I cleaned out my room,  Yeah! Really happie&lt;br /&gt;As the weather becomes so nice.. with the sun hiding behind the clouds, &lt;br /&gt;I called a Lizhi and went for a ride in East Coast &lt;br /&gt;A restful sunday... quiet solace in the busy harshness of time and space.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00126.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00126.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bedok Jetty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114943249890648403?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114943249890648403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114943249890648403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114943249890648403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114943249890648403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-is-here.html' title='June is here!'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114899815938002124</id><published>2006-05-30T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:09:19.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moodless</title><content type='html'>Anything to blog about... ?&lt;br /&gt;plenty.. but simply.. moodless..&lt;br /&gt;Feelings and emotions.. changes faster than the weather..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114899815938002124?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114899815938002124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114899815938002124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114899815938002124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114899815938002124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/moodless.html' title='moodless'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114882770234884715</id><published>2006-05-28T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:48:22.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appraisal and such.. Wedding</title><content type='html'>Had my job appraisal done last sat,&lt;br /&gt;Boss was frank and direct on many points.&lt;br /&gt;Told me to look out for 2 areas of concerns.&lt;br /&gt;Managing the project, and spending more time to do planning and job assignment&lt;br /&gt;I have reasons why these adminstrative thingys are lacking,&lt;br /&gt;but who knows about my situation? who understands my difficulties?&lt;br /&gt;Learning to accept what had is not ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday life will be better! Someday.. is today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blissful are coupls who have found their other halves! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Effe's and Lukman's wedding. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to them, our sailors brothers and sisters gets to meet again!&lt;br /&gt;Wishing the couple, blissful marriage and may they always be there for each other, &lt;br /&gt;no matter thick or thin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00109.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The lovely couple since JC days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00110.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Still the same sailing team of 97/98&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other happenings... &lt;br /&gt;KTV!! on Sat nite&lt;br /&gt;munchink in settlers Katong on sunday afternoon.. &lt;br /&gt;Time to wake up and shake up.. &lt;br /&gt;Chasing after wind.. meaningless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114882770234884715?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114882770234884715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114882770234884715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114882770234884715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114882770234884715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/appraisal-and-such-wedding.html' title='Appraisal and such.. Wedding'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114848256182456178</id><published>2006-05-24T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:56:01.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise surprise</title><content type='html'>Today, I had my second bike lesson,&lt;br /&gt;eh, actually repeat of my first disaster lesson.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached there.. wah.. only 2 learners,&lt;br /&gt;so a moment i thought die liao. today sure fail again with such dedicated instructor attention.&lt;br /&gt;The instructor was nice, he asked us to carry on practice on our own!! &lt;br /&gt;The best part is the instructor Mr voon, took us to "speed" and play stun in the driving circuit!! hahaha i never knew riding can be such fun! we went zig zagging at high speed, amazingly, it did fantastically to improve our skills over the circuit. &lt;br /&gt;The rest of the time, I can feel my bike handling improving. Yippy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. at the end.. &lt;br /&gt;Mr voon said:&lt;br /&gt;"I want all of you to come back..."&lt;br /&gt;Our heart sunk... &lt;br /&gt;"For the next lesson.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about scaring abt exams results! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the instructors playing stuns, just like simpang circuit, only that, this is in BBDC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily i went home.. when i opened the door when I reached home.. &lt;br /&gt;Surprise surprise... My cousins, nephews and nieces are over at my place!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i always enjoy myself playing with them. It is such enjoyable company! keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00098.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;My cousin and her lovely Charmaine :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00099.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lol.. best smile I have seen from Cheryl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00104.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;There there, trying to playing hide and seek with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114848256182456178?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114848256182456178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114848256182456178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114848256182456178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114848256182456178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise surprise'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114839965835988440</id><published>2006-05-23T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T23:54:18.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to sch..</title><content type='html'>Back to biking sch today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many first days, today is the most blur, &lt;br /&gt;First I forgotten to bring my student booklet, &lt;br /&gt;Then I thought i was taking the theory class today,&lt;br /&gt;Went into the room, then realise sala..&lt;br /&gt;Rush rush to see the instructor,&lt;br /&gt;Then realise forgot to bring gloves,&lt;br /&gt;Got onto a super 4,&lt;br /&gt;The bike is so uncomfortable to ride, &lt;br /&gt;cos the heat from the engine really makes riding annoying,&lt;br /&gt;I had forgotten all about handling a manual bike, &lt;br /&gt;Going up the plank and pilon seems so hard all over again.&lt;br /&gt;lol.. but it is nice and fun to be back to school again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114839965835988440?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114839965835988440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114839965835988440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114839965835988440'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Plus time is not on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is to plan a trip to kinabalu,&lt;br /&gt;Personal trip, but had been sitting on it..&lt;br /&gt;I must remind myself, &lt;br /&gt;even though it is ok for me to go for trips totally unplanned and spontaneuos&lt;br /&gt;This is no way to bring a group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oki oki.. there are certainly more bo liao things that is constantly on my mind.. &lt;br /&gt;tons of ppl had scolded me already.&lt;br /&gt;but for certain matters, I guess we just dun have control over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114830904707308850?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114830904707308850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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nights and restless days</title><content type='html'>Been almost 2 weeks since the last entry, &lt;br /&gt;Time indeed flies,&lt;br /&gt;For the past weeks and months, &lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights and restless days persisted,&lt;br /&gt;Many doubts lingered in the mind, &lt;br /&gt;Many hopes and also much fears,&lt;br /&gt;From where may I find solace, &lt;br /&gt;From where will I find shelter,&lt;br /&gt;Just for a little consolation, &lt;br /&gt;Just for a little comfort,&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a wonderous smile..&lt;br /&gt;a warm embrace..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114830747905371041?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114830747905371041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114830747905371041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114830747905371041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114830747905371041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/sleepless-nights-and-restless-days.html' title='Sleepless nights and restless days'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114757123848831927</id><published>2006-05-14T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:09:34.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection of the days gone passed..</title><content type='html'>May 15 2006... Looking back at the past one year since graduation,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving each day to work before the sunrise and coming home after sun set, &lt;br /&gt;Each day comes and go, quickly, leaving little traces in the sand of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the past one year, I had made some good friends, had ups and downs in relationship, saw a few of my own classmates tying the knots. I have got myself a second hand X9 (scooter), did lasiks, been to see a democologist, got new credit cards, new got a SE K750i. I was fortunate that I was able to travel to Vietnam, just after graduation and to go for white water rafting in KL during December 2005. I had also met with some new and eye opening experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting the pass and looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;Half of 2006 had passed already.&lt;br /&gt;Will continue to strive and learn in the coming daes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114757123848831927?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114757123848831927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114757123848831927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114757123848831927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114757123848831927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/reflection-of-days-gone-passed.html' title='Reflection of the days gone passed..'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114739701113047587</id><published>2006-05-12T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T09:23:31.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction, then upset</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Humans at work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, another week passed quickly, &lt;br /&gt;Work doesn't seems to get better.&lt;br /&gt;Troubles come from the things you said.&lt;br /&gt;A superior got pissed with me because he is unable to get his things done,&lt;br /&gt;and gets me to acknowledge my weakness and play along his game.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I have been getting caustic words and remarks in almost every engagement with him.&lt;br /&gt;If this goes on, work can only becomes harder and more difficult.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Match Making and friendship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling was so happy last evening after attending her friend's wedding dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Happily she msg me, telling me that she like to introduce her friend. &lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate her kindness, &lt;br /&gt;but I think I had upset her in some ways,&lt;br /&gt;we talked and discussed from 11pmtill 3 am.&lt;br /&gt;I guess if Ling had wanted me to felt what she felt.&lt;br /&gt;she did a good job, and I was not a bit sensible about damage control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I thank her for her friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Her sincerity, and thoughtfulness.&lt;br /&gt;Ling's is indeed a frank and direct person,&lt;br /&gt;In human relationships, we need to be brave and yet sensitive to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad for the people I met in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude and tone and approach are essentials,&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue to humble myself, and continue to learn how to relate better to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114739701113047587?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114739701113047587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114739701113047587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114739701113047587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114739701113047587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/introduction-then-upset.html' title='Introduction, then upset'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114702025183825370</id><published>2006-05-07T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:12:07.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Election 2006</title><content type='html'>This has got to be the most interesting weekend since a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;The reason.. It is General Election 2006!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days of campaigning had been disappointing on the ruling party side with little more than character assasinating James Gomez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling convinced me to turn up for the WP rally at Serangoon Stadium. Together with Vik, my laoda who taught me so much. We creep/ gate crash / westle our way into the stadium. when the police try to close the gate on the crowd.. The crowd roared thunderously and chanted " Worker's Party! Worker's Party!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, there were so many people.. the stadium simply cann't fit them in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00067.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;What more can I say, Singapore Idol wannabes would have died to have this kind of attention&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home on friday evening .. picked up the Thursday papers.. Heading reads: &lt;br /&gt;A Dominating PAP is the secret to Singapore's success... hmm, has success indeed got air into the head of our leaders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came sat, polling began. Towards a more stable political system, is the reason for my choice. I believe for a country to be inclusive, citizens must be able to speak without fear or favour. More so should our political leaders should be. Being under party whip and toeing the party line, certainly requires one to be extremely brave to voice their opinion. Therefore only one way for alternative views to be expressed, through those whose entry into the parliament does not need to depends on the favour of the ruling party. I have spoke my piece. One view out of thousands of reasons why and how people choose and vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the result was announce in the evening, Viktor had sms me all the results as they came in cos I was outside attending a friend's wedding. First result, Hou gang, LTK won with a resounding victory of 63%! then Chiam ST made a come back with raised margin of 58%, testifying his personal charms in his ward and the deep respect people have for him. AMK garner 66%. It is true that voters held different yard sticks for the ruling party and the opposition. The true measure of victory is in the hearts of the people, not merely what is presented in the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath of election: &lt;br /&gt;The tide and sentiments are changing, the cycles of history repeats itself. While human affairs are rarely predictable, wise words from the past says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observant Government&lt;br /&gt;An observant and perceptive government is one that looks at subtle phenomena and listens to small voices. When phenomena are subtle they are not seen, and when voices are small they are not heard; therefore an enlightened leader looks closely at the subtle and listens for the importance of the small voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This harmonizes the outside with the inside, and harmonizes the inside with the outside; so the Way of government involves the effort to see and hear much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus when you are alert to what the people in the lower echelons have to say, and take it into consideration, so that your plan include the rank and file, then all people are your eyes and a multitude of voices helps your ears. This is the reason for the classic saying, “A sage has no constant mind - the people are the sage’s mind.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Mr Goh indeed has done this remarkably well! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114702025183825370?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114702025183825370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114702025183825370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114702025183825370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114702025183825370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/election-2006.html' title='Election 2006'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114701556422884087</id><published>2006-05-07T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:29:18.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Wedding.. Another Fairy tale~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Teresa'a Wedding At Conrad Centennial Singapore On 6 May 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cann't believe our darling Girl Captain Teresa is Married!! My dearest partner in the team, without whose support and encouragement, we would not be the team we were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teresa, has always been the source of quiet strong support, in face of the difficulties and pressure our teachers Naomi and Charles put on us. Her demere manners and ever strong spirits is an inspiration to all of us. Thus, she partnering Alina are the best 420 sailors we had, fiercely determined holding the team together. What would we do without this lovely darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She met her husband Jeng Kai while studying over board in london. I first saw them because they came to send me off to Norway 2 years ago. They are simply made for each other. Jeng Kai is a cheerful and friendly man. Both of them have eyes which speaks a thousand words. Their courtship journey was a fairy tale~ inspiring.. Love at first sight after a dance in london.. Separated for years before meeting up again back in Singapore. What more can I say... but wish them both eternal bliss and happiness~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/members_97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/members_97.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you spot where she is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/interschools99_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/interschools99_11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bevy of beauty in our team across the batches&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/Picture%20064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/Picture%20064.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok I look ugly, but I am not the star here.. *points to the couple on the left* lol...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00075.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;~'"''"~'"~"~Blessings.. and Finally Blissfully together May 2006~"`'~''`'`"~"~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00076.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rest of the guys and gals.. TJC sailing team, Upholding the spirits, upholding the traditions.. and remember guys.. Rafflesians Dethroned!'98~ We can always be proud of ourselves~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114701556422884087?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114701556422884087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114701556422884087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114701556422884087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114701556422884087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-wedding-another-fairy-tale.html' title='Another Wedding.. Another Fairy tale~'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114658762633381540</id><published>2006-05-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:37:32.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junie's Wedding at Fullerton</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Junie Ties the Knot!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most heartful and sincere congratulations to my dear friend Junie and her Husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, Gosh, come to think of it, I had known Junie since 11! that is like.. 15 years.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having known her since Primary Sch days, then having her as class monitoress in JC and then now seeing her married! Phew, the feeling and thoughts are so mixed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being there to give her our blessings for the next stage of her life and wishing her ever more bliss.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time meeting up old JC classmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00053.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeremy and Tiancai and CJ eating away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monitoress married liao, when is monitor's turn?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00055.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00055.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it will be Peifen's turn next?! haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheery cheery Class of 08/97 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114658762633381540?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114658762633381540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114658762633381540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114658762633381540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114658762633381540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/junies-wedding-at-fullerton.html' title='Junie&apos;s Wedding at Fullerton'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114649181260774478</id><published>2006-05-01T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:56:53.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication to Those whose Exams are Coming to an End</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Graduation~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is just round the corner! &lt;br /&gt;Time flies when you are having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a dedication to wish you good luck and for those going to Grad! &lt;br /&gt;See see: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/grad018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/grad018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The anticipation...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/grp017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/grp017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends whom had walked with you in the Uni years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/ucc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/ucc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friendships are like GEMS, they can only enrich us further..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations! And may your future Endeavors be Fruitful and Bright!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114649181260774478?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114649181260774478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114649181260774478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114649181260774478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114649181260774478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/05/dedication-to-those-whose-exams-are.html' title='Dedication to Those whose Exams are Coming to an End'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114637683710166462</id><published>2006-04-30T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:35:30.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Troubles brewing in office&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the delivery date of the vessel draws nearer,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is feeling the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Each one is finding ways to justify,&lt;br /&gt;Looking for reasons that the fault lies with other party.&lt;br /&gt;Like a game of musical chair, &lt;br /&gt;Who ever that catches the bomb, when the music stops, gets the blame. &lt;br /&gt;Darkening hours are fast approaching, &lt;br /&gt;Lying low and working fast can only be the approach to preservation. &lt;br /&gt;For it is written, to hide the shining light within one self,&lt;br /&gt;and be yielding outward and strong inward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are definitely going to pressure up,&lt;br /&gt;Would I still be able to take leave later on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/PIC_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/PIC_0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me with my "Fat Baby"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The making of a corporation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting involve in organizing for scholarship award ceremony soon,&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks are all the time we have to plan and put together.&lt;br /&gt;Up on top of Mount Faber is the plan, &lt;br /&gt;Over looking the past and future development of the corporation.&lt;br /&gt;From a humble ship yard it all began,&lt;br /&gt;to property development and luxurious Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;Proud we can be of our pre-decessors achievements&lt;br /&gt;To uphold and maintain the legacies is the duty of this generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the old days nations raise and fall, &lt;br /&gt;For it is written, what comes together, &lt;br /&gt;after a period will fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;What fell apart after a duration will come together. &lt;br /&gt;Such is the fate of all human endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weekenders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday nite and blue note, sat at Harry's,&lt;br /&gt;Before heading to Union Square, then to Mdm Wong,&lt;br /&gt;Quiet it is at the clubbing streets, &lt;br /&gt;The crowd had moved to new and exciting places at Clark quay&lt;br /&gt;Flicker is the attention of the masses, &lt;br /&gt;only constant fresh ideas and renewed attractions &lt;br /&gt;can woo the interest of lady fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/DSC00045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/DSC00045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kat performing with the band in Blue Note&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settling back to have a game, &lt;br /&gt;with the good old soccer buddies,&lt;br /&gt;on a quiet lazy Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Brings back nostagia and renewed old bonds that binds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114637683710166462?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114637683710166462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114637683710166462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114637683710166462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114637683710166462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/rough-week.html' title='Rough week'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114580732789560046</id><published>2006-04-23T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:48:47.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Had a lazy Sunday today,&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7 am, done some banking stuff,&lt;br /&gt;Went for a jog along east coast, and a swim out in the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Simple pleasures can be so enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour am I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;br /&gt;You're brown, a credible, stable color that's reminiscent of fine wood, rich leather, and wistful melancholy. Most likely, you're a logical, practical person ruled more by your head than your heart. With your inquisitive mind and insatiable curiosity, you're probably a great problem solver. And you always gather all of the facts before coming to a timely, informed decision. Easily intrigued, you're constantly finding new ways to challenge your mind, whether it's by reading the newspaper, playing a trivia game, or composing a piece of music. Brown is an impartial, neutral color, which means you tend to see the difference between fact and opinion easily and are open to many points of view. Trustworthy and steady, you really are a brown at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114580732789560046?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114580732789560046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114580732789560046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114580732789560046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114580732789560046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114563455369532065</id><published>2006-04-21T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:49:13.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking out</title><content type='html'>Had a long thought last nite, it had been a long time since i've chatted on the phone like that, irregardless of having to wake up early in the mornin. To my dear friends, thank you for your kindness advise, what will I be with out people like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking out... Happie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in office was the lifting of a 600 MT drilling structure.. all hearts were beating, production was betting that the lift will be as uneven as the previous lift. The floating crane came, an hour and a half it took to hook up the lines. The mood changed from heavy hearted to hearty chatting around. The moment of lift came. The first support fell, everyone rushed to see, yet.. nothing happened.. The structure continues to move upwards, an inch at a time. Soon it was hanging in the air, haha.. all been done well. Such is the satisfaction when a job is done well. Lunch time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking out... Happie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4.30, my proj eng came over and asked when I would submit the list of drawings, I said tmr while rushing for the door. He asked again, and my reply was the same. He said 7.30 tmr. I said "if i am here at 5.30 tmr, i would give you the list at 7.30" then I am out of the office. Yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking out... Happie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114563455369532065?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114563455369532065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114563455369532065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114563455369532065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114563455369532065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/walking-out.html' title='Walking out'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114554713277618274</id><published>2006-04-20T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T23:32:12.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the day: If I Thought You'd Ever Change Your Mind</title><content type='html'>Hazy and blur blur morning, &lt;br /&gt;Riding on my way to work, &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think i must be damn lucky still to be alive.. riding in lousy moody and sleepy conditions&lt;br /&gt;Listening to radio, is my daily energy boost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day.. this song is nice~:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bring you flowers in the morning &lt;br /&gt;White roses as the sun begins to shine &lt;br /&gt;Sweet perfume in tiny jewel caskets &lt;br /&gt;If I thought you'd ever change your mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would take you where the music's sweetest &lt;br /&gt;Feed you winter fruits and summer wine &lt;br /&gt;Show you things you only read in story books &lt;br /&gt;If I thought you'd ever change your mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bring you happiness &lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow &lt;br /&gt;I will bring you rainbow skies &lt;br /&gt;And summer rain to make your garden grow &lt;br /&gt;And in the winter snow &lt;br /&gt;My songs will keep you from the cold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what use of flowers in the morning &lt;br /&gt;When the garden they should grow in is not mine &lt;br /&gt;And what use is sunshine if I'm crying &lt;br /&gt;And my falling tears are mingled with the wine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bring you happiness &lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow &lt;br /&gt;I will bring you rainbow skies &lt;br /&gt;And summer rain to make your garden grow &lt;br /&gt;And in the winter snow &lt;br /&gt;My songs will keep you from the cold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bring you flowers in the morning &lt;br /&gt;White roses as the sun begins to shine &lt;br /&gt;Winter fruits and summer wine &lt;br /&gt;Sweet perfume and columbine &lt;br /&gt;If I thought you'd ever change your mind &lt;br /&gt;If I thought - you'd ever - change your mind... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGNETHA FALTSKOG&lt;br /&gt;If I Thought You'd Ever Change Your Mind&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics &amp; music: John Cameron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114554713277618274?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114554713277618274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114554713277618274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114554713277618274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114554713277618274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/song-of-day-if-i-thought-youd-ever.html' title='Song of the day: If I Thought You&apos;d Ever Change Your Mind'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114537016892150328</id><published>2006-04-18T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:22:48.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication</title><content type='html'>Ever since I was young, I was always a "problem" child with too many questions.&lt;br /&gt;Questions of how things are, why things happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember there was once I was coming home in a school bus,&lt;br /&gt;That was when I was 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was day dreaming I asked myself:&lt;br /&gt;   "What if every one actually speaks in a different mode of communication,&lt;br /&gt;What if noboby really understands one another, How does anyone communication in a disconnected world?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I remember this day dreaming so vividly. Somethings just lingers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I realise, we all speak the same language.&lt;br /&gt;yet we still cannot fully understand one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is this so? I continue to ask." &lt;br /&gt;"How is it that we can learn to communicate better?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I learn to speak better? Communicate better, and enjoy better relationships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From where should I find my answers? &lt;br /&gt;*Cicada ponders... *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114537016892150328?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114537016892150328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114537016892150328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114537016892150328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114537016892150328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/communication.html' title='Communication'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114513034563636117</id><published>2006-04-16T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T03:45:45.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend~ finally</title><content type='html'>Haven't had a long weekend since Chinese New Year, &lt;br /&gt;that was like 10 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied for leave since monday, &lt;br /&gt;wanted to have a good rest this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy was I when Thursday came, &lt;br /&gt;went to insomia to sing KTV and drink the blues away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woked up on Friday afternoon, to a thundering down pour,&lt;br /&gt;so heavy was the rain that bedok reservior rd and bedok north ave 3 got flooded.&lt;br /&gt;Caught a movie "Firewall", with Eric and Cherina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat came and I wanted to spend my time in the library,&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I spend a fortune repairing my dear wifey bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while, my thoughts lingered,&lt;br /&gt;where is she, my precious one.. &lt;br /&gt;have she been well, is she happy?&lt;br /&gt;I know not if she feels the same.&lt;br /&gt;I wish her well and sleeps soundly every nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114513034563636117?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114513034563636117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114513034563636117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114513034563636117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114513034563636117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-weekend-finally.html' title='Long weekend~ finally'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114450886684745893</id><published>2006-04-08T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T23:07:46.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old age and nurturing of young in Singapore</title><content type='html'>Being old age in Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after buying dinner from my grandma who is now staying alone because my aunt who had been staying with her is in a hospital for long term treatment,I met another aunt who came to visit my grandma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked with her to the MRT, she shared with me her worries on supporting her flat and also her deep worries for my 2 younger cousins. I can only imagine the helplessness she felt in the choices of her children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being old is Singapore is actually a very bleak situation to be in,&lt;br /&gt;With the economy and living standard so high, many families are barely struggling to make ends make with both parents working so as to pay housing loans and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With both spouse working, care of the young is usually left to many childcare centers or with elderly, that is provided the elderly are themselves healthy and willing to provide care to the younger generations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the children are struggling to make ends meet? If they are unable to provide sufficient care to their elderly.. Should they be solely at fault? Many a times in life, we have less choices than we think we have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilemmas and contradictions. Life is as smooth as we make it out to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114450886684745893?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114450886684745893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114450886684745893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114450886684745893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114450886684745893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/old-age-and-nurturing-of-young-in.html' title='Old age and nurturing of young in Singapore'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114448404637798931</id><published>2006-04-08T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T22:21:30.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job!</title><content type='html'>How often is it that your new job is annoounced in the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"April 03, 2006 05:15 ET &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Keppel Corp Gets US$102M Oil Rig Contract &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE (Dow Jones)--Singapore's Keppel Corp. Ltd. (K02.SG) Monday said it has secured a contract worth US$102 million from U.S.-based Diamond Offshore Drilling Inc. to upgrade a semisubmersible oil rig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semisubmersibles are oil rigs that operate in deeper waters compared with jackup oil rigs, which operate in shallower waters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upgrading work on the semisubmersible, called Ocean Monarch, will start in mid-2006 and is expected to be operationally ready in the fourth quarter of 2008, Keppel said in a statement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/phpDn8tOH.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/phpDn8tOH.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That odd to keep me occupied until.. end of 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114448404637798931?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114448404637798931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114448404637798931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114448404637798931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114448404637798931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-job.html' title='New Job!'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114433678622126702</id><published>2006-04-06T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:19:46.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sick</title><content type='html'>Life have its up and downs.. &lt;br /&gt;even though there may be more downs than ups..&lt;br /&gt;It is the few ups that truely bring joys admist the downs...&lt;br /&gt;So sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gotta fix that calender I have&lt;br /&gt;That's marked July 15th&lt;br /&gt;Because since there's no more you&lt;br /&gt;There's no more anniversary&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;And your memory&lt;br /&gt;And how every song reminds me&lt;br /&gt;Of what used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing you were still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of an Oil Rig.. Presenting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/PIC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/320/PIC_0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114433678622126702?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114433678622126702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114433678622126702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114433678622126702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114433678622126702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-sick.html' title='So sick'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114416171091076359</id><published>2006-04-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:43:00.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger do exist in shipyard</title><content type='html'>Death visit.. a sobering experience,&lt;br /&gt;Each day we live in certain risk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday's accident took place at SembCorp Marine's PPL Shipyard at Pandan Road. &lt;br /&gt;At about 9.35am, a ringer crane was trying to lift a 185-tonne load when its boom collapsed. The 100-metre long crane boom is supposed to be able to lift loads of up to 300 tonnes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three killed were a Singaporean, an Indian national and a Chinese national, all of whom were subcontracted workers of SembCorp Marine. The Singaporean is 55-year-old Low Chwee Seng. A worker from China said he saw his compatriot try to run from the collapsing boom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He tried to escape running towards the sea but still got hit," the worker said. &lt;br /&gt;Several oxy-acetylene cylinders, which are used in welding, also caught fire....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114416171091076359?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114416171091076359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114416171091076359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114416171091076359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114416171091076359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/danger-do-exist-in-shipyard.html' title='Danger do exist in shipyard'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114407821435364620</id><published>2006-04-03T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T23:30:15.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Monday</title><content type='html'>Monday again, no mood to work..&lt;br /&gt;mind seems to be pre-occupied by an intoxicant&lt;br /&gt;got off work at 4.30, traveling home in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;soundly I slept on the way home, long deep slumber &lt;br /&gt;Off to East coast, i went for a jog,&lt;br /&gt;In the evening sunset, in the crinsom sky&lt;br /&gt;The city lie half cloaked in the distant mist&lt;br /&gt;Sound of waves crashing on the shore..&lt;br /&gt;Life is good..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114407821435364620?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114407821435364620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114407821435364620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114407821435364620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114407821435364620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/rainy-monday.html' title='Rainy Monday'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114390930379056422</id><published>2006-04-01T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:35:03.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>Night hang out scene, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS, was at Ministry of Sound a couple of weeks ago with some friends. The place was huge and must say quite an interesting layout nicely decorated. Surprisingly it was not as crowded as we expect it to be. Abit of alcohol, music and dancing to dose away the weariness of the week. Every one deserves a get away once in a while &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dbl O, last nite, I was out at Dbl O with them again. I was tired since I had been workin continuously over the last 3 weekends. So by the time I got home, I was totally exhausted, sleeping for 2 hours b4 heading to office. And surprise surprise..7 am at Raffles city shopping center, (pls dun asked wad I am doing there at unearthly hours..) models sashaying to the beat of hip music..   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day...&lt;br /&gt;"I know it is crazy, but it is true. &lt;br /&gt;If you get caught between the moon and New York City,&lt;br /&gt;The best that you can do..&lt;br /&gt;The best that you can do is fall in love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple smile, a little concern, &lt;br /&gt;Can lift you up, when all seems down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114390930379056422?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114390930379056422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114390930379056422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114390930379056422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114390930379056422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114364577016121377</id><published>2006-03-29T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:22:50.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Accident.. Not me lah</title><content type='html'>My good colleague, got into a traffic accident on Monday, the day it was pouring, and I decided to take a taxi to work instead. I asked him How did it happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: I was moving off slowly on the road then there was a pedestrain running across and ram into me like a rugby player.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Ryan, got a ten days MC.. dunno if it is poor and he must be so happy now resting at home. Anyway. I didn't know pedestrians are so brave to cheong and bang motor bikes these days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bike is throwing tantrums again also.. Maybe the rain water got into the electrical parts.. First the digit meters lights went off.. So I can no longer see my speedometer at night. Then today.. My signal lights switch becomes faulty. This bike is quite pricey to maintain. Have to give business to the bike shop auntie and uncle again. Haiz.. I feel upset for the bike shop auntie. Her mum was in hospital the last time I was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there. Weekend is near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114364577016121377?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114364577016121377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114364577016121377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114364577016121377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114364577016121377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/03/bike-accident-not-me-lah.html' title='Bike Accident.. Not me lah'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441739.post-114346747939612267</id><published>2006-03-27T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:51:19.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Monday</title><content type='html'>Feeling today: plain Monday... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Waking up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;heavy showers pouring down the sky&lt;br /&gt;thinking of the weekend passed&lt;br /&gt;Warmness filled my heart&lt;br /&gt;a light smile flashed across my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is so elusive&lt;br /&gt;when it is gone&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when it will come again&lt;br /&gt;longing.. Anticipating..&lt;br /&gt;until it comes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day: Goin' Crazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8441739-114346747939612267?l=cicada80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/feeds/114346747939612267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8441739&amp;postID=114346747939612267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114346747939612267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8441739/posts/default/114346747939612267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cicada80.blogspot.com/2006/03/plain-monday.html' title='Plain Monday'/><author><name>Cicada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872015089264316116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7111/572/1600/bike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
