<?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-17678981</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:45:01.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"feel&amp;Penetrate"myWorld.Life.story.heart.sOuLnMind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-185601331939487323</id><published>2008-03-09T10:40:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T14:22:44.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Employment Affair&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to turn up in office by 0830. However, they will only get to see my shadow after 0900. Have been reporting late for work day by day for the entire month of Feb. And it still does happen! I guess it'll go on like this for quite sometime as long as the earth continues to spin. And I won't be surprised if I have not had my habit 'kicked' after these years. My direct supervisor didn't exactly or very much told me off on one occasion where he barely made known to me, sayin: "I've noticed you've been late pretty often, ocassional instances are still excusable. I don't wish to see the whole lot of others making use of your example and be accounted for lateness". He always says that to me... And on one morning where he saw me strolled in right at the door at 9plus, he claimed "late again! you better go sign your attendances!". I did not react. Not even an eye contact. Just simply walked straight to my desk, left my bag and walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*4 months(incl. Vocation Leave) to go before ORD. yea! I'm kind of in an ORD mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eye Catching&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent movies I had catched at the theatres were "Jumper" and "L - Change the World".&lt;br /&gt;Both were remarkably well filmed.&lt;br /&gt;I love the effects in "Jumper" and how the storyline was arranged. Was so engrossed and we even thought, how nice it would be if we possessed powers like the Jumpers. Haa.&lt;br /&gt;"L - Change the World" too had great storylines that piece up perfectly. Was impressed they were able to incorporate a hint of humour in various parts of the show. I somehow felt Japanese(s)' ability to perform and act, were rather good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Looking forward to "Vantage Point" a much anticipating movie coming soon on 20 Mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Life Essentials&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;agreeable, ambrosial, aperitive, appealing, appetizing, aromatic, dainty, delectable, delicious, delightful, delish, divine, enticing, exquisite, flavorsome, fragrant, full-flavored, heavenly, inviting, juicy, luscious, lush, mellow, mouthwatering, nectarous, palatable, piquant, pleasant, redolent, relishing, respectable, rich, sapid, savory, saporous, savorous, scrumptious, succulent, tangy, tantalizing, tasteful, tasty, tempting, titillating, toothsome, wholesome, yummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, What came to your mind? How else could we have used 'em to describe "Life Essentials"? Something so amazing and something that beautifully comes from all sources of nature. Does FOOD sounds like the closest clue you have got under your thinking cap? In the next moment I am going to bring you through a list of delicacies which I have had my mouth on. Just merely some recommendations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Fish Burger @ MOS Burger&lt;br /&gt;2. Ice Milk Tea @ MOS Burger&lt;br /&gt;3. Dark Chocolate @ AZABU SABO, Hokkiado Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;4. Goma(Black Sesame) Soft Ice Cream @ Pepper Lunch&lt;br /&gt;5. Tiramisu @ Starbucks Coffee&lt;br /&gt;6. Nice Cakes can be found @ tcc&lt;br /&gt;7. Fraisier / Mango Mousse / Strawberry Shortcake @ BAKERZIN&lt;br /&gt;8. Pods Mars @ Cacao Tree&lt;br /&gt;9. Royce Nama Chocolate @ Royce Boutique&lt;br /&gt;10. Bailey Irish Cream Ice Cream @ Donut Factory&lt;br /&gt;11. Nice Donuts can be found @ Donut Factory&lt;br /&gt;12. Maguro(Tuna) Sashimi @ Ichiban Boshi&lt;br /&gt;13. Guava Sorbet &amp;amp; Peach Momo @ Ichiban Boshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Above information are only recommended selections and has no restriction to consumers' decisions to select other general choices available at the places stated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-185601331939487323?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/185601331939487323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=185601331939487323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/185601331939487323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/185601331939487323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-5215173543551792772</id><published>2008-02-10T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T00:19:21.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hai.. (sigh**)&lt;br /&gt;Its been rather long since I last blog-ged.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I had started my ambition in blogging, it has always given me great opportunities to voice out my inner feelings and thoughts. I was able to share the woes I once had. And I had them written right here, all of it right in my blog. Not forgetting the little and occasional moments of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I agree..&lt;br /&gt;I was able to get myself involved in blogging then. Expressing my every single senses, thoughts &amp;amp; feelings, memories and been creative in my use of words.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I was afraid..&lt;br /&gt;I was so afraid that I am slowly losing out.&lt;br /&gt;Losing out the faith I had in composing the entries and I Fear.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that facing my 'senses, thoughts &amp;amp; feelings and memories' could be as fearsome.&lt;br /&gt;For these period where I'm gone, I made a struggle with my inner emotions. And those explains why am I not having any entries in my blogs till today.&lt;br /&gt;Or was I giving myself an excuse that I was just simply lazy... I have no actual answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so tired. So tired that I have been asking myself if I had overworked my mind and soul. I eventually faced some problems in prioritising my life. I was mentally and physically distressed.&lt;br /&gt;I was under so much stress with work that made my life went unorganised, imbalanced and totally disrupted. So much that I hadn't have the time to think for myself and some other things that needed and worth my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should grow strong in my dignity and be even more determined to carry on to overcome my problems.&lt;br /&gt;No... Its no use. Its not possible. I'm utterly lacking in self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to think.&lt;br /&gt;I just want a personal space and be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-5215173543551792772?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/5215173543551792772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=5215173543551792772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/5215173543551792772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/5215173543551792772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-mate-hai.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-8459859745160166995</id><published>2008-01-06T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T02:05:50.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Made some corrections for the the previous posts. Quite a couple of misspelled words. My apologies. Was in a rush when I typed that entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday the 24th (Christmas Eve)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A half day's work for us. Had our very own departmental get-together Christmas brunch that day. Not slackened a bit since I reached office that morning. Was thoroughly engaged with a quick whip of two dishes for the brunch to be held before noon, under the command of the Mastermind, an Auntie who suggested to do the cooking. I ended up being the Chap doing the work and she just supervises. Alrite. She win.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my colleagues who came to 'Kaypo' in the pantry, were also told to help out. Wouldn't be able to do all those peelings, cutting, mincing &amp;amp; mixing all by myself. We have had done up Potato Salad and Macaroni Pasta in no time. All of us who did the cook had zero intentions or urge to have those things in our mouths. Serious! I had the washings of the dishes all to myself. But I'm Ok with it. Don't wanna trouble the others.&lt;br /&gt;Din even had the time to on my PC. Everybody else were busy and the brunch was stretched. As my boss always describes the time as "rubber time". Stretched and delayed. Some of us were like frustrated cos' it was supposed to be half day. We wanna get the hell out of office on the dot man.&lt;br /&gt;My boss ordered a stuffed Turkey, Pork Knuckle and Honey Baked Ham from Gourmet. Not Bad at all. But I had little cos I'm having gastric remember...&lt;br /&gt;After the joyous feast. Everybody scrammed.&lt;br /&gt;I was considered the last cos of the washings again. Haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left office with Toh and Ah Peng after I was done with the dishes. Headed down to Orchard with Ah Peng for an intended window shopping. We were there just to look around not to pay. Whenever there was only me and him, we'll always talk about fashion, talk about girls, our dream girlfriend and relationship issues. Haa. We started from browsing for Jeans at Borders, to entering BurBerry in Taka, to MUJI in Paragon and to Fred Perry in Cineleisure. We both eyed on what we wanted. His longsleeve shirt and a cardigan for me which were both priced at a fixed 3 Digit that doesn't count the decimals. Starts off with 1 for Ah Peng's shirt and 2 for my cardigan. LOL. We gave a thought if we should go with our heart. However Ah Peng got me out of that Boutique. We simply couldn't resist the seduction by the clothings before our eyes. He says if I pay for mine, he'll pay for his for sure. And thats my Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday the 25th (Christmas Day)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at home the entire day. More or less a rest day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday the 29th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "I am Legend" starring Will Smith. The show was SO-SO for me except for some thrilling and mind captivating scenes that deserve my attention. Probably theres too many other similar sort of movie that shows zombies or more like Bio-Zombies. All tells a story that begins from an existence of a virus that spreads and infects the entire human race, the entire town and the entire city. The Zombies that Will Smith faced were very much created by animation and computer graphic. So it wasn't a plus point for me. And probably the number of plots you saw wasn't as appealing. OR was it because of the main characters? Its always Will Smith and his dog, Samantha. But thats their point to get the show going. Alrite. Not gonna say much. I'll give it a 2.5 out of 5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday the 31st (New Year's Eve)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another half day's work.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Got a little busy in the first half of the morning&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Second half was reserved for PotLuck session within our own division. As we understand from the word PotLuck, each of us are suppose to bring a food item to be shared. We had a huge variety of good food. Agar-Agar, Mee Siam, Sushi Platters and more Sushi(s), Mixed Fruit Cocktails, Fried Stuffs and Finger Food, etc... Its actually an annual gathering for all of us as a division to appreciate each and everyone towards the end of another year and welcoming a new coming year. We had gift exchange last year but not this year. Brings me back the memories. Was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home in the afternoon for a short nap. Head out to party for the night in the evening as its New Year's Eve. Yea!! Met Eugene, Ah Long, Vanessa and Jeremy for Dinner at a Hong Kong cafe located at the alley where you will commonly find lots'a Steamboat restaurants opened by foreigners in Bugis. I had a big serving of Fried Rice all to myself. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade our next destination. Was already 10pm+ when we reached there. Damn Crowded. The amount of human flow with give you a shock. Lots'a audience were early to book a good place for a good view of the Firework performance when the clock strikes 12mn. We went from one end to the other end to scout for a good place for the five of us. We ended sitting at a small piece of land of our own. We were just at the bottom of the Library if you know where it is. The other families have got UNO to play with. We just simply occupy ourself with sending New Year SMS(es) which obviously can't beat the busy signals. I just can't send my SMS(es) through. So don't blame me for not receiving any of me. Then we came up with stupid, lame games. That made Eug, Jeremy and Vanessa frowned in confusion and fighting to keep their wits thinking of the answers for the IQ games we are playing.&lt;br /&gt;10 Seconds before 12mn. Everyone shouted the count. The spirit was high. At 12mn sharp the Fireworks came lighting the night with beautiful sparkles and powerful explosions. The music that was composed to go with the Fireworks performance was brilliant. I love it. It was flawless as it works hand in hand with the Fireworks. First time being in an actual moment of counting down. Great ambience, Great experience. Love the feeling of welcoming the New Year with SOoo.. many people. We all shared the same joyfulness and happiness the New Year had brought us. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2008!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked our way to Clarke Quay for a drink and to thon our night through. We came across eski bar. It was somewhere. Just somewhere where I can't recognise cos we kept on walking from Fullerton Hotel, Raffles Place and to Boat Quay and then to where we obviously are which was Clarke Quay. It was a small size eski bar. Nice. But we didn't stayed long.&lt;br /&gt;We had our choice at Kandi Bar @ Clarke Quay. Nice place for the young. Very much. The interior and the songs they play are very much like clubbing. Eug, Jeremy and I wanted to join the others at the mini arena or the dance floor they had. But too Paiseh la.. too little people.&lt;br /&gt;Spent our night through with not much of excitement. We all were tired and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the bar and found ourselves at ChinaTown. We went to McDonalds cos Jeremy complains and kept complaining that he was feeling hungry. We sat by the road side with the cold freezing wind blowing on us. I actually shivers but I can't hold it any much longer, so I slept by the roadside. So did Vanessa and Eug. This was the way we had our night out. Battling the tiredness in us, battling the cold and helplessness out in the quiet night at ChinaTown cos' theres nothing we can do at that hour, waiting for the very first operating train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday the 2nd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Aliens Vs Predator 2. Was quite a nice show for me eventhough I had not watched its first. 3.5 Stars out of 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-8459859745160166995?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/8459859745160166995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=8459859745160166995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8459859745160166995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8459859745160166995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2008/01/made-some-corrections-for-the-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-9117850538777768789</id><published>2007-12-23T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:27:30.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ichiban Boshi @ Novena Sq/ 18 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST eating experience at Ichiban Boshi. We had lunch there. Someone gave us a treat. haa. We had so much that we got to still stuff ourselves with the remaining and untouched food. I think we actually ordered too much for 3 pax. I had lots of Sashimi(s) that day. I love Sashimi. No doubt. But I had too much that I almost felt like throwing up. Seriously. Whats' more? I had like, two Avocado Salmon hand-roll, an entire Salmon set all to myself and lots'a Salmon Sashimi(s). We had "peach momo" for dessert. its actually an ice-cream. shaped like a peach with a rocher in the core. its tastes really great. we dare not eat the rocher cos of the leak on rocher(s) having worms in them. Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;We 'ta bao(ed)' some peanut mochi(s) back to office for everyone. the mochi skin was fabulous. damn soft. but ain't chewy or how certain people would describe it as not 'Q' enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The RiceTable @ International Building, Orchard/ 19 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Glenn, Joanna and Peiyi. It had been quite a long while not seeing them. Its a nice meet up for dinner. Were at The RiceTable. An Indonesian Restaurant. First time dinning at The RiceTable. haa. So many FIRST times.&lt;br /&gt;We were served 20 small portions of each individual dishes altogether. The portions were meant for 4 pax(es). So was just nice for all of us. I love the Food. I love their curry gravies. Their curry tastes more or less like those thai green curries. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;I was aiming for their Kangkongs. Sss..picy Kankongs.. my favourite. Joanna and I were like Kio'in the most. I also Kio(ed) most of the Fruit Salad. Sweet and Sourish. Shiok!&lt;br /&gt;The dinner worked in a way that they will serve you all 20 dishes for the 1st round and you can subsequently request for refill for any dish you hadn't had your fill on. Its a Dinner buffet that we are having. Don't worry.. Their food were not bad afterall. Should give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this small crockroach that appeared all of a sudden. Was crawling on Joanna and she flicked it towards the table. And it fell on its back struggling to get back up. Funny. The Roach met its end when we told the waiter to come over to witness and to get it off the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Leisure Park @ Kallang/ 20 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea! Hari Raya Haji! Public Holiday! Headed for Leisure Park that early morning. Was having a light downpour. The weather didn't turned my day blue. I was indeed feeling so much excited that I finally got my day at Leisure Park. It would be my First time there. haa. Of course excited la.. We shared the cost for the cab fare there. 4 dollars for 4 person = 1 dollar per person. Not all shops were ready and opened. Wasn't that gigantic a place as well. We went to Kbox first for Klunch session. I had Salmon Bento. Salmon again... And the damn thing was that the staff kept on saying 'last song' when it was not even 2pm yet and wanting us to get out of the damn room and repeatedly came back in and told us for 4 or 5 times. Sick!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! we exceeded the time by a couple of minutes. But whats the hurry? Can't we stay a little longer? Its not like there are tons of people waiting to occupy our room rite?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have gone Ice-Skating next. But to skip the Ice-Resurfacing work at 4pm, we decided to go back later. Window shopped a little around the mall. We each had SnowIce. 'Xue Hua Bin' in chinese. It was my 1st try on them. Tastes real nice.&lt;br /&gt;Back at Ice-Skating. We were outside the Ticketing counter waiting. Cos' we thought we were still early at around 4pm and the Resurfacing work had just started. At that actual moment, I was experiencing a sharp pain in my upper abdomen all of a sudden. I got to bent my body slightly to ease the pain a little. I thought it would go away pretty soon, so I din pay much attention to it and endured with the pain.&lt;br /&gt;They don't accept nets or credit cards at Ice-Skating. All got to dig for CASH which were soon depleting. Soon after we've gotten in the stadium, gone to get our skates with the attitude uncle issuing the skates. Rotten Luck. Shit Him! I saw our tickets lying on the skates counter and I thought one of us would take the initiative to collect it and keep it to exit the stadium later.&lt;br /&gt;Was my 2nd try on Ice-Skating. I think I was better off this time round. I'm able to skate more swiftly and at a higher speed. I had my worst abrasions on both of my feet and ankles. 2hrs of Skating was really enough for me to bear the pain caused by the abrasions. Searched around for our tickets for exit. None of us actually have them. Fortunately the staff at the Skates counter passed it over to the Ticketing counter. We found it there. Phew.. couldn't imagine we each got to fork out 20bucks as a penalty for lost of tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My abdominal pain prolonged. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;Pasta mania for Dinner. I had Alfredo. Quite nice but get rather sick of it towards the end. Too creamy. I guess I won't frequent Pasta Mania for Dinner ever again. But I must say that their Potato salad was really delicious. My only favourite... We left with limited amount of Cash on us during that hour. There were no ATMs in the mall. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;We even talked about having Tao Hway at Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trying their new bowling alleys and facilities won our hearts over. We went for bowling games after dinner. Again we got to pay in advance before our game but they ONLY accpet CASH! We hardly have got any Cash left after paying for it. We even got to borrow or owe each other in order to come out with the right amount. The feeling of having no money and going almost similar to declaring bankrupt sucks! Insecurity filled our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Good games at the bowling centre. You can even customise the look of the score monitor by choosing from a range of default designs. Their new bowling balls has got much more sizes for the fingers. X-Small, medium, large, you name it. Was a whole new bowling experience for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling thirsty? We went to cold storage to get ourselves a drink each. Again. Money issue. We all kept on digging for coins to pay for our drinks which seemed so important and precious to us. I got myself a small pack of Marigold Fresh Milk cos' I thought it would at least help ease the pain in my stomach. Cos Milk can calm and neutralise acids in stomach?? And we don't even dare to take those which were way out of our very tight small budget. Haa.. Poor us... We eventually went down from Notes at first to coins in the end. Sense of Emptyness filled our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus No. 11 back to kallang station and from there Home Sweet Home for the day with Stomach pain thats killing me...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't inform my family about my situation.&lt;br /&gt;During that night, I couldn't sleep. I was tossing and turning in bed, feeling extremely uncomfortable. The increasing pain in my abdominal was almost unbearable. I woked up a few times holding on to my stomach. Tried pressing inwards to reduce the pain but never worked.&lt;br /&gt;I even went to work as per normal the following Friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Doctor Visit @ TTSH/ 21 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really work and was feeling seriously unwell. I don't feel like eating, walking and speaking much. I felt that my lips were dry and I've got a pale look on my face. But I still have got the energy, not feeling weakened. I ever thought of taking panadol that morning but I think it won't work for my case which seemingly wasn't the cause of a common tummyache. I could sense that its a more serious case. I went to see a doctor at TTSH after work that day as I think I should not leave my condition unattended. It could be a serious case and might deteriorate quickly.&lt;br /&gt;At the walk-in clinic, I saw a doctor who advised that I was diagnosed with having gastric. Too much acid was produced in my stomach. Probable cause was having too much spicy and sourish food. Must be the day I dined at The RiceTable two days before plus so many other food I had eaten over the days. All the oily stuffs, cold stuffs, KFCs, Korean Kimchis, Sashimi, Pasta, pomegranate, sourish fruits, etc...&lt;br /&gt;Haix...&lt;br /&gt;I think I have got a sensitive stomach. I can't take food items which are too hot and spicy. And allergic to certain marinates or spices. Cos' whenever I eat KFC chickens, Curry Flavoured Maggie Mee and Ajisen ramen, I will definitely have diarrhea the following day. 100% CONFIRM!&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Still under medications. Shan't take junk food. haha.. Still having pain in my stomach.. Hope it will heal soon. Don't wish anything bad will happen. You people take care too... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-9117850538777768789?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/9117850538777768789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=9117850538777768789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/9117850538777768789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/9117850538777768789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/12/ichiban-boshi-novena-sq-18-dec-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-9104799565072814721</id><published>2007-12-18T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T01:14:24.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now the many &lt;strong&gt;First(s)&lt;/strong&gt; in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Soba @ Sushi Tei on 11 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; tastes of Soba at Sushi-Tei. They call it the "Cold Noodles". "Ehh.. Not bad" I thought. once and twice.. alrite.. quite nice. but the 3rd try was not so good. I guess I still can't adapt to the taste and to get it down my throat on another attempt. Probably the sauce for the dip was the cause. I don't know the name of that cold brown soy sauce-like in that bowl. In fact I just don't know what's with it! I just can't take its taste. I saw the chef in the kitchen through the glass panel. He was preparing Soba and he poured the pre-prepared solution from a big bottle into a bowl for the dip. Urgh!! Or... "Was it the Noodle itself the cause?" The color of the Soba I ate was like in 'dark grey'?? I thought it was supposed to be green? You ask if I would want to eat that again? My answer is a definite NO! Please! Not again!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cable Car Ride @ HabourFront tower 2/Mount Faber on 14 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whee... Yeah... My soul got carried away while we were up at the Mount. It was SO FUN!! We started off at HarbourFront Tower 2. Bought a Return-Trip ticket for the Cable Car Ride. It was my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; time ever, taking a Cable Car. The thing I had always been wanting to do, to go for a Cable Car Ride. Yeah! I was feeling really happy then. I can't simply express the Joy in me .&lt;br /&gt;Was late evening. So what we saw at the bottom was pitch dark and vague profile of the trees and buldings under our feet. Across the wide span was the beautiful scenery that draws close to your sight. Cool breeze from the top. Whoo.. Shiok ar! Taking Cable Car feels just like taking MRT, which I thought. I was trying to stay REAL calm and enjoy the Ride. One of my colleague was like screaming mad. Its a lady. And you know what? The thing that freaks you was YOU feeling the Cabin shaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled out at &lt;strong&gt;The Altivo Bar&lt;/strong&gt; at the Mount. or should I say the Jewel Box?? Think that should describe it as a whole. I had "Walking on the beach" for my drink. It has got peach schnapps. Another tropica' haha.. accompanying folks had their own likings which were cosmopolitan, seabreeze, grasshopper &amp;amp; snowfizz on the table. We certainly enjoyed ourselves. Each and Everyone! No kidding. It was as if we all had been turned into little kids in fairyland. There were snowfall, or rather "Foams". FUN! The artificial christmas tree that stands at 61m completely covered with LED lights was one of the wonders up the Mount. which was also one reason for our presence. The Air was so Fresh up there. We took a little walk down the slope to take a closer glance at the 61m tall tree, but they stopped the lightings for a short break. couldn't wait till its next lightings at 11:15pm. we got to get down the Mount. early for the Train service. Sad... However, the Trip was one heart fulfilling experience. We all LOVE it. Each of us revealed our inner feelings through our expressions which were all so True that very evening. Just overjoyed that evening. Shall post pics later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ice-Skating @ Fuji Ice Palace on 15 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Had my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; Ice-skating experience. was really having FUN that I wouldn't want to leave. There were 4 of us. So its cheaper and more worth to go with their package that admits 4 at a cost of $58.80 in total and includes the cost of skates rental and whats more? you get to skate the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;Weren't too comfortable with the pair of skates. We had to take a rest in certain time intervals. Cos' the feet can't take the stress your body is putting on and your feet does hurt. Your entire mass was just supported and balanced by two piece of metal blades. Just imagine. Some advised that you should tie the laces as tight as possible to avoid movements of your feet in the skates so you don't feel the pain. But you hardly can wriggle your toes once you put on the skates. Movements were entirely restricted. Hate that! Anyway my first experience does tells me something:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bring extra pair of socks as the one you wear for skating will get wet and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;2. Wear those socks that is thick and long enough to protect your ankles and claves. (The purpose is to prevent abrasions which can be serious. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very Important.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Bring good quality gloves.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bring jacket(optional) if you do not fear coldness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets very frustrating when the stadium got so packed with people. Before I forgot. Michelle would love to see this. I met Michelle at the Ice-skating stadium. She was carefully taking her little steps on the ice. Thats really cute. haa. Michelle wants me to mention her name in here cos' she requested that I must do so. Was a long time since I last saw her. Really surprised and coincidental to see her there. Happy to see you Michelle!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't quite get my skating skills right this time round. but at least I could still skate for some distance and I didn't actually fell a single time that day. Was a good news for a novice myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;X'mas Party!! @ Suwee's house on 15 Dec evening&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that evening after the Ice-skating session I rushed down to meet Eugene and Jeremy and headed down to ah wee's house. There was this X'mas Party waiting for everyone. It was actually my very &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; in my life to seriously celebrate christmas. And in a way with huge crowd of friends like almost 20 of us were in that house, good food that has a big Turkey, Salads, cookies, sanwiches, desserts, fruits, etc. Other than just indulging in great food we also had games, watching Ice-Age 2 DVD(was pretty nice and hilarious, should have caught them in the theatres. LOL.) and gift exchanged. Coincidentally, I'd gotten the present ah wee bought and ah wee had gotten eugene's. haa! It was a very lively event of the year. So much chit-chattings. So much laughters and Fun. And really had a great time playing with his two cute little dogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wedding Dinner @ The Fullerton Hotel on 16 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was my supervisor cum boss in Orchard Hotel Singapore back the past two years, where I had my poly internship under him. He's a very friendly and kind man. I felt indeed Happy for his marriage. Was actually looking forward to this big day before he ever announced the news that he's getting married. He even got me on the phone to ask for my residential address so that he could send me the invitation. How nice...&lt;br /&gt;I remembered I was at the Zoo looking at squirrels when I received his call the last time. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; time attending someone's wedding dinner alone and of some friend's and not of my relatives'. Was also my wish to have a chance of stepping into Fullerton Hotel. So it was my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; time there. The interior was indeed posh. Shall experience a night's stay in their hotel suite one day. ONE DAY... hahaha. Never expect to see so many of my ex-colleagues I'd worked with in Orchard Hotel. Its been two years. Some had already given birth. One was pregnant. Some has gone to work in another firm or another Hotel, etc. Wow.. really love to see them all. Almost forgot all of their names. haa.. There were good food, brilliant live band and vocalists, a DVD montage on the morning ceremony of the bride and groom, a toast with just the new way of saying 'Cheers' to the bride and groom instead of those very loud YIAM~~~ SENG~~~!! haha. And there was also a LOVE confession from the bride to the groom and the groom to the bride. It was more like making a solemn vow for each other witnessed by so many guests. The touching moment of the day man.. Simple words expressed their feelings and brought out much sincerity. The words used were so sweet and truly brought out the great affections between the couple. &lt;strong&gt;"Sincerely congrats and Happy New Weds to Nicolas and his Wife."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-9104799565072814721?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/9104799565072814721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=9104799565072814721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/9104799565072814721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/9104799565072814721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-now-many-firsts-in-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-7982088999753915499</id><published>2007-12-12T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:18:05.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm so occupied this December...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Departmental Events... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;Wedding Dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;X'mas gatherings and Parties..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;Dental Appointment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;Casual meet-ups with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;Dinners..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;When it comes to Dental Appoinment, it somehow linked my thoughts back to a time when I had my first visit to the Dental Clinic at TTSH. Remembered I ever jotted a para. in my blog elaborating on the very pleasant experience I had. Gentle and Pretty Dentist and things like that.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;She even taught me how to floss my teeth and advised that I should get on with flossing. I immediately got myself a Colgate Dental Floss off the shelves at the supermarket after my Dental Visit. Can't believe I still have 1/3 box of unfinished Floss left, with the hell fact that it has been 6months and now that my 2nd visit is just next week. Goes to show how lazy I am to Floss. But for these days, I've been working really... hard... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;Alrite.. here comes my point. Too, I felt everybody should get on with flossing to keep the gaps and walls in between the teeths free from accumulation of food wastes and tartar build-ups overtime. Give it a try Mate. You'll be surprised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:urania_czech;"&gt;/Brushing and Mouthwash solutions are essentials, but Floss makes your cleaning programme complete. /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-7982088999753915499?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/7982088999753915499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=7982088999753915499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/7982088999753915499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/7982088999753915499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-so-occupied-this-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-4029351426055623858</id><published>2007-12-09T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T11:53:03.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Game Plan [PG]&lt;/u&gt; - Starring Dwayne Johnson. A comedy but not so much of a comedy. Slightly touching towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Enchanted [PG]&lt;/u&gt; - Super nice show. The singing the dancing, the Romance, all the laughings. But the ending was rather too simple with the dragon that doesn't suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;30 Days of Night [M18/Violence &amp;amp; Gore]&lt;/u&gt; - Truly a film full of Violence and Gore. Most important is the Gore parts. Haha. Was totally immune to those. I love the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Warlords [NC16/Battle Scenes]&lt;/u&gt; - Yeah.. Gonna catch its sneak preview on coming Monday 10/12. Someone has got free tix for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update+++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was a total disappointment for me. I hated it. I just can't wait to get off my seat and walked away without having much patience. Though the story was there.. but I could only managed to get only half of what they are trying to get at. The show was draggy. Dark. Not much of the very mind engaging scenes(even with the war and fighting scenes). Weren't powerful and convincing enough. Although the Gore factors were there but again, they weren't impressive and convincing enough. What the people did in the show, at least to me, doesn't project much sense, nope.. none.. just never.. Then there are People who laughed becos' they thought what Andy Lau and Takeshi Kaneshiro said was funny but it does not bring out any sense in me therefore I was in low spirit throughout. "Was it seriously that funny that people laughed as if they were watching a comedy ??.." I even slept through parts of the show as I could no longer hold my eye lids and to control my mind to focus on.. Can't imagine it was a two hour show.. ITS KILLING ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Golden Compass [PG/Fighting Scenes]&lt;/u&gt; - Catching it soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update+++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A last minute change in plan. We aren't going to catch "The Golden Compass" anymore. One of our colleague actually intended to sponsor us with the tix to this movie initially. BUT!! due to NOT... very positive feedbacks and critics we have heard, we decide to drop the idea and proceed with better ones in relation to the festive seasons that drews near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Balcony Bar @ Heeren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice place for the night hang-outs with a couple of friends. I ordered a cocktail named 'Sex on the Beach'. It tastes just like a tropical cocktail, a concotion with much fruity tastes. Pretty refreshing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-4029351426055623858?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/4029351426055623858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=4029351426055623858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/4029351426055623858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/4029351426055623858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/12/movies-game-plan-pg-enchanted-pg-30.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-3429120746344483370</id><published>2007-11-07T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:38:26.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>G'Day Mate!! &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- means Hullo Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First, would seriously hope you could take the time to read on.. I even hoped my words could be heard and made known to even more people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honesty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what..? All of us, I mean most of the major human race always believes in being Honest and do take Honesty as a part of their life seriously. One would define Honesty as being truthful, sincere and free from deceit or fraud. In another words, not hiding the fact from others. YES! CORRECT! THATS THE RIGHT THING TO DO!&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I felt I have had crossed the boundaries of Honesty. I have had done that far more extensively. Being far too Honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;One good incident to Quote.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Incident that took place last year. I was at Tanjong Pagar Station Platform waiting for the arrival of the train. A total Stranger approached me, seemingly mumbling some words by himself. But actually He &lt;strong&gt;WAS&lt;/strong&gt; talking to me. Believe me! He's one who's kind of like some psycho. I was kind of Freaked by his acts. I thought It was a Nutcase. In fact it was. He asked questions like "Are your parents working? What are they working as? How many siblings do you have?, etc". And you know what? I actually spouted all the truth to him in a way as if we are having a nice little chat there. I mean I'm Sorry! I knew you wanna smack me and scold me for being a total ridiculous, F'king Dumbass, naive enough to tell him all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once I even divulged my Identity Number to an old rugged looking guy believed to be of ill-repute with highly doubtable personal backgrounds. I had a hard time dealing with this guy who wanted to lodge a complaint because of some problems that made him unhappy while I was working back then. Can you imagine?!! I can't even believed myself for now! I had a really bad experience handling him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it. Again I wanna say, Its my &lt;u&gt;Nature&lt;/u&gt;. I'm being too kind to reject when I could. Theres nothing wrong with being Honest. But not "Over-Honest". Life consists of many Stages and Learning Points. There's far too much I have yet to discover and to learn in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our energy source of Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human-to-Human relationship is important. I don't mean the BGR. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Boy-Girl Relationship)&lt;/span&gt;. But I meant just how we communicate and get together as friends, best friends or even buddies. Its always good to know how your family members and friends around you are doing. keep their hearts and mind constantly filled up by your presence and your happiness you have brought them. Try not to miss out on any opportunities you have to be with your friends. Those close ones. Those whom you keep in contact with. Cherish every reason, every moment you have to seeing them. I do treasure the times I spent talking and keeping the laughter going on with my friends. And by doing this, balancing out is as important. You can't focus on those friends whom you see much often and neglect other big or small clicks whom you still have. Each person adds up to an entire social circle who can give us support, strength, encouragement and motivations and much much more. They bring about life. They bring about companionship. They filled up humans' need for companionship by giving happiness. They will be there when we need them the most. Trust me..&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, we cannot give up on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words that hold My Sincerity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there came one day where I left this world earlier than anyone else. My wish for all my dear friends and loved ones, will be to live on, leading a much more happier life than before. A life where you'll(they'd) feel contented. And hope that you(they) would remember me that I've ever been around you(them), giving you(them) as much as I could. And hope that you(they) could live on even more happily and even stronger than before with no regrets or pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday 5th Nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on one day leave on Monday. Finally a day for a god nice rest. It has been rather long since I had my last break to be on short vacation to Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a Fred Perry Polo-Tee. It doesn't took me that long when I eyed on one after entering the boutique. I was the only customer and there was an only sales assistant tending the boutique. I could have also gotten myself a cardigan there. But they don't have the kind that I had in mind. You'll see the shot of the cardigan that I wanted in one of those follwing pics. But still would Love to say: &lt;strong&gt;"Fred Perry.. My.. Favourite.."&lt;/strong&gt; haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC08QBAcKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RlVmFPz147U/s1600-h/Photo-0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129798922759336098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC08QBAcKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RlVmFPz147U/s200/Photo-0362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC0fwBAcJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/MUHfztxkfQE/s1600-h/Photo-0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129798433133064338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC0fwBAcJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/MUHfztxkfQE/s200/Photo-0355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fred Perry Polo-Tee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzCytwBAcII/AAAAAAAAAIc/-YrV0QMrtnU/s1600-h/Photo-0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129796474627977346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzCytwBAcII/AAAAAAAAAIc/-YrV0QMrtnU/s200/Photo-0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fred Perry Ad in a Mag. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See:&lt;/span&gt; the cardigan I'm talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made an imported purchase through the net not long before. It's this 'Porter Tokyo.Japan - Free Style' wallet that I purchased. Cool isn't it? I like it a lot. Cos' its the perfect style and feel of a wallet that I had longed for. Whats more?.. Origin from Japan. Simply LOVED IT!! haa. Its been with me for only 13 days so far. Lots'a people in Japan are carrying these Brands. The shipment took less than 3 days through air freight from Japan. Thats real fast.. Love their effeciency and service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC5bABAcMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tiCySi7ehsA/s1600-h/Photo-0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129803849086824642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC5bABAcMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tiCySi7ehsA/s200/Photo-0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC5twBAcNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NedjvDBwLho/s1600-h/Photo-0376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129804171209371858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC5twBAcNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NedjvDBwLho/s200/Photo-0376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(From Left to Right: Porter Tokyo.Japan FreeStyle Wallet, Porter Tokyo.Japan FreeStyle Wallet Approx. Size)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC6CABAcOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Yw_eT3pfuRE/s1600-h/Photo-0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129804519101722850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC6CABAcOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Yw_eT3pfuRE/s200/Photo-0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC6JABAcPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zD6V7rF8uWM/s1600-h/Photo-0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129804639360807154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC6JABAcPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zD6V7rF8uWM/s200/Photo-0397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(From Left to Right: Random Shot, Porter with a Sense of Hazelnut Fragrant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzCymABAcHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fPyttv02FwY/s1600-h/Photo-0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129796341483991154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzCymABAcHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fPyttv02FwY/s200/Photo-0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A model who have been layered. I took this pic for the fun of it. Interesting huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzCySABAcFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/RpFF5nPhdvM/s1600-h/Photo-0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129795997886607442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzCySABAcFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/RpFF5nPhdvM/s200/Photo-0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzCyHgBAcEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7ptdZo7nWUI/s1600-h/Photo-0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129795817497980994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzCyHgBAcEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7ptdZo7nWUI/s200/Photo-0325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(From Left to Right: Butcher Ham Sandwich, Hazelnut Latte)&lt;br /&gt;Food &amp;amp; Bev. Courtesy of Pacific Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Idea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think Its good to start a Blog and have personal upkeep of a blog. Cos' it allows people to know you better. Things like, What and How you think, What you does, How your personality is like, etc. It also opens a channel where people, be it your close friends or the unknown public got a chance to study and learn about your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-3429120746344483370?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/3429120746344483370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=3429120746344483370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/3429120746344483370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/3429120746344483370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/11/gday-mate-means-hullo-friend-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RzC08QBAcKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/RlVmFPz147U/s72-c/Photo-0362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-1040627093490345479</id><published>2007-11-03T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T02:29:31.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:35;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:42;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;blog&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my whole life&lt;/span&gt;. Yet I &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;don't feel&lt;/em&gt; like doing it. I &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at it.&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I don't&lt;/span&gt; feel quite &lt;strong&gt;rite&lt;/strong&gt;. I &lt;span style="font-size:43;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to rest and be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:29;"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; I&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; to be. &lt;em&gt;May&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:38;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me on &lt;strong&gt;holiday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-1040627093490345479?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/1040627093490345479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=1040627093490345479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/1040627093490345479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/1040627093490345479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-wanted-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-2728692323260147863</id><published>2007-10-21T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T12:42:35.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English Speakers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Soon enough I found myself working in an environment full of English Speaking People. What the heck is happening!! Imagine you walking around and talking to pure chinese who don't speak their common language? Whats their problem!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tomodachi = friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw madeline. Was my Poly schoolmate. I met her just a few days ago. We didn't really kept in contact after Poly. She was sitting in McDonalds with her Laptop and school stuffs and everything. I had a short chat with her. We arrived at a topic, asking how each of us are doing. when talking about what each of us does.. its like &lt;strong&gt;Oh God! Stop This!&lt;/strong&gt; Madeline's cool.. shes having her very last semestral exam and gonna graduate and get her degree for good. And &lt;strong&gt;What the Hell am I?&lt;/strong&gt; Wasting my 2 years.. DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;Well.. She definitely reminds me of the days we had project in due time to target, together with the other project-mates back then. Best of Luck for her Exams then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite.. Another friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;No. Nope. Wait..&lt;br /&gt;Lets put it this way.&lt;br /&gt;He's a &lt;u&gt;neighbour&lt;/u&gt;, a &lt;u&gt;buddy&lt;/u&gt; in kindergarten, a &lt;u&gt;friend&lt;/u&gt; in Primary School of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believed he actually showed up once again, just last friday at my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;It was raining.. he was nearly soaked and wet. He came walking in the Lobby. His big blue Police Force Barang held in his hand. Short Hair. A man standing in his uniform. I saw his face. And it tells me that it was indeed him. I knew it was him. A long lost friend of mine whom we have not seen for almost 10yrs, a buddy and a neighbour whom we used to play together. We lived just a storey away from each other in a flat i used to stay in Bedok. Most of the kids in that flat where I lived during my time, goes to the same kindergarten school. So we were all schoolmates and neighbours at the same time. We often play block catching, and lots of other games we could think of. It was truly havoc bunch of kids back then. Including myself. Haha. Alrite..What's more surprising? This friend of mine still lives there, after all time had past for almost 20yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's enlisted as a PNSF as well, like myself. He's in the latest Intake, 129th Intake. I'm in 124th.. so difference of 5 intakes altogether. He was there for his second interview to sign on as a police officer. He couldn't believed my words when I told him about our past. He can't recognize me at all. None. Zero Memory. He didn't change a single bit from his appearance. I mean I'm good at remembering faces. But its good to have known that he's doing pretty well. Is this what we call Fate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;To tell a Lie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through close observations on Human Interactions and Behaviours, looking at the many messages people are trying to convey each moment, every second their brain nerve cells evoke signals and tells the human being to produce speeches. And usually a speech can be of things a human being would have said them truly on what they &lt;strong&gt;"Intended"&lt;/strong&gt; to say, or, as &lt;strong&gt;"Unintended"&lt;/strong&gt; when they simply blurt out something they didn't intend to and was all controlled by their subconsciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered very clearly where I have had a post that speaks about me having to lie in a blog entry way before. People most commonly lied when they are trying to keep a bad deed or a mistake they have committed from others. Like if you stole somebody's money and you said you didn't, you denied the fact. You lied about it. Thats Bad.&lt;br /&gt;And now I have found that it is not necessary that when you lie, you are trying to hide a fact thats purely bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some cases, when you lie, you are just trying to cover shyness and embarrassment. Like if you bought a stuff decisively for your personal use and all of your friends see it and think you have got a bad taste or by having such kind of stuff makes you a weirdo. And so.. In the split second your subconsciousness took control over your speech. You lied and you told your friends beside you that its a gift for someone. In such awkward situation its pefectly fine that the truth was known if you see it at another point of view. Its nothing to be really ashamed of. Its not a big matter for what you have chosen as your choice of life. But ultimately, you did lie simply to prevent awakardness and was afraid that you'll be laughed at. Sometimes if you aren't careful, you'll reveal the truth unknowlingly when you got nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to my words, it made me wonder if subconsciousness are the cause for contradictories or to derive contradicting debates in human beings? Hmm.. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may disregard and doubt about my opinions. I mean these are pretty much subjective. You may or may not agree with me. Its totally up to you to analyse. I was merely jotting down some casual remarks. But thanks for reading anyway..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-2728692323260147863?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/2728692323260147863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=2728692323260147863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/2728692323260147863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/2728692323260147863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/10/star-english-speakers-in-office-money.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-1757979591536771140</id><published>2007-09-23T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:02:09.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to once again Thank all of those who have sent their Birthday Greetings via sms(s) and those who have posted on my friendster comments.&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised this year. I even got a greeting from one of my Primary School friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Eugene, su wee, Ah long, mel and Jeremy for celebrating my Birthday on the 20th. It was a nice gathering. And Thanks for the presents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Dragon Gate which is located at the Harbour Front Centre. Not sure if you people would have heard of it. We had dinner buffet there. Its like you make selections of your choice of dishes on a piece of order form, pass it to them and they'll send all the food to your table. You can do this continuously. Waiting time was rather short. The overall eating experience was pretty pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santorini Restaurant &amp;amp; Bistro @ VivoCity, the drinking place where we stayed for the late night chill out. It was actually the live band and nice songs that attracted all of us over as we walked past the Bistro. If not, we would have continued heading down to St. James.&lt;br /&gt;The band consists of two girls. They'll be there every Thursday. Do look out for them if you happen to be at Vivo on Thursday evenings. They are two outgoing girls with good singing talents. I'm sure you'll enjoy their performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly didn't expect eugene would have wrote and dedicated a song by Westlife for me. I was kind of surprised when the girls mentioned my name over the mic. "We have a 22yr old birthday boy with us tonight with the name of chinghau.." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;(something like that. Can't remember the exact line.. haa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got the usual Happy Birthday Song as requested. My heart just filled with so much happiness while listening. Thanks to the girls and to my buddies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RvZGT-FIo8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/aK-uPVuELbM/s1600-h/Photo-0314(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113351735821771714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RvZGT-FIo8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/aK-uPVuELbM/s200/Photo-0314(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Heres an advance "Happy Mid-Autumns Festival" to all of my friends and families.&lt;br /&gt;hey.. have you guys ever seen or tasted Tiramisu flavoured Mooncakes before? Well, I did.. And it tastes fantastically great. My aunt bought if from Malaysia. You should try it next time if you had the chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-1757979591536771140?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/1757979591536771140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=1757979591536771140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/1757979591536771140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/1757979591536771140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RvZGT-FIo8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/aK-uPVuELbM/s72-c/Photo-0314(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-3660436962483172753</id><published>2007-09-18T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:03:08.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah Ah.. Time's coming close..&lt;br /&gt;I mean, c'mon.. Look Up!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Look Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?! You got to be kidding.. haven't you seen it yet?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Time!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Ticking its way DOWN??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite! I give up. Just look at the Green One.. The one with the least number of days left.&lt;br /&gt;Its my Birthday Countdown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got My Idea??&lt;br /&gt;Don't be mistaken, Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire context above wasn't a hint in any way and it was totally not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;The context were there to bring some fun out of it. To try to act as though the clueless reader, which is, YOU, who tries to find the ultimate lead by following my clues and scanning all over the screen. Besides that, the countdown serves the purpose of letting the readers know, &lt;strong&gt;hey.. somebody's big day's here..&lt;/strong&gt; and I hope that the reader does feel happy for the Birthday Boy. Who is me.. Haa. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainie's album was launched on the 7th. I managed to get my copy off the shelves at HMV on the 11th. They are giving this giant poster of Rainie when you made a purchase. Believe me.. Its GIANT. It stands at almost the height of an average adult. Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of getting it framed up by the woodcrafters. But to think of it, its gonna be rather LayChey.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite.. last statement of this post before i end.&lt;br /&gt;Its actually an alert or a precaution that I want to announce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know.. sometimes people have the likings to lean against the unopened doors in MRT(s) or LRT(s), cos' you knew the door is going to open at the opposite side of the train. Or you doesn't have the choice but to do that becos' the train was so damn packed and crowded that you need to move towards and stand near the unopened doorway. And becos' of comfort, you'll tend to lean against the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE BE MINDFUL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cos' there are cases where the unopened door just move apart and opened by itself. You might fall out if you weren't careful or alert and might not even be able to react promptly. I have heard people talking about their experiences on board. I have got a colleague who have seen with her eyes, concrete evident of such situations that has happened. So to ALL of you out there, do take note and be mindful when travelling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-3660436962483172753?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/3660436962483172753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=3660436962483172753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/3660436962483172753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/3660436962483172753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/09/ah-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-7198160077593844414</id><published>2007-09-08T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:14:51.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RuKDxqinDWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oVFR1fp0O04/s1600-h/dn-681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107789816647847266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RuKDxqinDWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oVFR1fp0O04/s200/dn-681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Album Title :&lt;/strong&gt; Ren Yi Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artiste :&lt;/strong&gt; Rainie Yang Cheng Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Launch Date :&lt;/strong&gt; 07 September 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lang Lai Le&lt;br /&gt;2. Ren Yi Men&lt;br /&gt;3. Que Yang&lt;br /&gt;4. Jue Jiang&lt;br /&gt;5. Mao Zi Xi Fa&lt;br /&gt;6. Ni Shi Huai Ren&lt;br /&gt;7. Di Er Ge Zhi Ji&lt;br /&gt;8. Xing fu Guo Zi&lt;br /&gt;8. Wan Mei Bi Li&lt;br /&gt;10. Xue Hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chit-Chat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love-d her Hair!! Love-d her Dance!! Rainie did a dance called "Pumpking" in her Ren Yi Men MV. Her Dance was POWER!! All the Swing moves and bigger ver. of locking she did. WOW! PERFECT. was so impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainie Yang - Ren Yi Men&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H007eUU5eTw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainie Yang - Que Yang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IPgKR0p6k0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainie Yang - Making of Ren Yi Men&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z8ho-eSFqKU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-7198160077593844414?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/7198160077593844414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=7198160077593844414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/7198160077593844414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/7198160077593844414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/09/album-title-ren-yi-men-artiste-rainie.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RuKDxqinDWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oVFR1fp0O04/s72-c/dn-681.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-6217402146888462026</id><published>2007-09-01T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:43:28.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shan't deny the fact that the time is passing fast as for most of you whom may find. Its rather agreeable in general. Year after year the time goes. However, It wasn't quite like it when I'm in office for the last few months that have past. The time seems to be travelling like 1sec/hr kind of thing? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(exaggerated expression).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Its a good thing August just ended. Adding on to the fact that I hardly did anything in office back then. I can't bring myself to carry out work during office hours. I just don't feel like moving. I'm tired out. I can't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up chit-chatting in office, surfing the net, stuffing myself with food all the time, walk around, did some ad-hoc jobs, disturbing colleagues, watching politics happening every day, went to the cafeteria and even playing basketball games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax life in office huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching movies for the past one or two weeks. (1) Evan Almighty. (2) License to Wed. (3) Dead Silence. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evan Almighty was not really as funny as Bruce Almighty if you put both of them side by side. One of them ought to take the lead. So I'll prefer Bruce more. So, guess that I din gain anything from watching Evan Almighty? Coming to think of it, not totally I should say.. I benefited through how much I've learnt about Noah and the Ark. And in that evening I've got to know many great people. There are 12 of us in total. Its really a great gathering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quite like License to Wed. Its hilarious with Robin Williams Starring and all the factors a couple has to go through for a perfect and happy wedding made it such a sweet film. So what do you say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess Dead Silence makes my money worth more. Its definitely the kind of thriller for an average person who can withstand average degree of shock. It in, all that happened were based on one main element that comes from just a note that says "To make the perfect Doll". When you are in for the game, do bear in mind. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You Scream You Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RtlERainDUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BEBpbyKITUM/s1600-h/deadsilenceposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105186718574120258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RtlERainDUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BEBpbyKITUM/s200/deadsilenceposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RtlEZainDVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9j6zIHk3qy4/s1600-h/dead-silence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105186856013073746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RtlEZainDVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9j6zIHk3qy4/s200/dead-silence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/17678981-6217402146888462026?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/6217402146888462026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=6217402146888462026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/6217402146888462026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/6217402146888462026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-shant-deny-fact-that-time-is-passing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RtlERainDUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BEBpbyKITUM/s72-c/deadsilenceposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-7287118636608014746</id><published>2007-07-29T10:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T19:45:30.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in my recent life, i had came upon many ocassions where people around me, be it my friends, my colleagues, my boss or even those superiors with high capacity threw me a question like "What do you intend to do after ORD?" and i'll simply reply that i have no idea. it could be work, it could be study. i've yet to have my decision fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i no longer possess the drive and motivation in life. i've seen friends whom really go for what they wanted. many successors succeed. and thats how i got influenced and it gave impetus to my life back then. whenever i face downtime or terribly low morale, i'll think of michelle. i knew i've been mentioning her name for more than i can remember. shes really my source of motivation. we used to study together and thats where it all started. i would have flunked! seriously speaking. and now she has finished her U and waiting for the results to be out in sept. she has got a stable job, a very loving boyfriend, caring family members and friends.&lt;br /&gt;though the god can't promise human beings to live w/o difficulties, challanges and hard times. but wouldn't you think michelle's life have been much well off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt that the friends around me often mistaken myself for being sarcastic or something like a kind, out of all my good/kind intentions i've provided them. and i sort of realised that my friends din know me too well after all. they've never appreciated my efforts and of all the things i did for them. they thought/feel that i'm trying to pull them off rather than having better advices for them. they've gotten me wrong. i probably didn't make the best choice for them, but at least i do willingly lend a helping hand. when they wanted something, but were indecisive, they depended on me to give the best solution for them. and in turns gotten me wrong for giving them a win-lose solution. they will think that the thing benefits myself or others more than him/her. its the wrong perception they are getting. the reason why i don't give the perfect choice was to prevent unhappiness. if i say this good and that is not. and your idea was the opposite. a conflict of ideas will appear. thats when ppl take me as being sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i've made myself clear out of all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PPL TOOK ME FOR GRANTED.&lt;/strong&gt; i've heard a saying "Ren Shan Bei Ren Qi" (means "the good-hearted gets bullied"). i mean i can't help it. its my nature. i hated ppl who stick so closely to you or even SUCK UP to you whenever they needed help that badly. And i always did as i was told. i'm always leaded by the nose. At times this ppl will take chance to insult, criticize some of the things i did and they think i'm a &lt;strong&gt;PAIN IN THE ASS! &lt;/strong&gt;extreme attitude and negative remarks i'll get in return. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO THEY TAKE ME AS? A TOY? A TOOL? A BACKUP?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i hadn't given so much help to this ppl, would they have been gotten away with work that easily?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tried refusing to help or give some excuse?" of course i did. they would have their face changed and eyes staring in disagreement. a different way they'll look at me. and they'll start all the INSULTS.. i thought i should be strong and firm towards handling my social rapports.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-7287118636608014746?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/7287118636608014746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=7287118636608014746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/7287118636608014746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/7287118636608014746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/07/dfgdfgdfgdfgdfg.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-6820436084115352516</id><published>2007-07-21T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T10:18:57.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life w/o computer is miserable. i hardly touched this computer at home for 3 weeks. Could you feel how I felt for not laying my fingers on the keyboard for 3 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;I know my blog had been rather outdated. but I think I'll do some backdating then. I shall do it from the oldest to the latest event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 June - 01 July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many many days ago. I made a trip to M'sia Genting Higlands with a couple of friends. A 3 day 2 Night Trip. Its the happiest holiday that I could ever mention so far. I was really excited when we set off at 0630hrs to be on our way up to the highlands through tuas. the sky brightens up to a new day gradually. passing through the customs and checkpoints into M'sia. soon enough I got to see some nice sceneries but mostly were plantations, some phenomenal strange features, the KL Twin Towers from far, all this and more during the ride. the best part is when we go swirling up the weaving roads up the highland mountain. breathtaking views of M'sia Island from the mountain altitudes. It was 1315hrs when we reached its peak. total of 6hrs 45 mins of journey (including rest time at stop-overs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The FIRST experiences&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; luck in Casino and gain some winnings&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; chance holding a bow and arrow in my hands, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; attempt to release an arrow from a bow at the Archery&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; feel of an environment with extreme temperatures of (-6 degree celcius) at Snowworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The SECOND tries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; time at Genting Highlands&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;second &lt;/span&gt;attempt for Rock Climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds, the fog weren't with us for the first two days, but came appearing on the last morning. we could feel the cool breeze lifting off from our skin. the moment where we appreciated the most of our trip. can you imagine.. nothing for two days, its quite a let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we din get to go for the theme parks which were seemingly fun. duh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHmS_J-BnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aoXs8QWg4U0/s1600-h/Photo-0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089602267770652274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHmS_J-BnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aoXs8QWg4U0/s200/Photo-0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHmk_J-BoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BdLCAA2GQD4/s1600-h/Photo-0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089602577008297602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHmk_J-BoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BdLCAA2GQD4/s200/Photo-0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHmy_J-BpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_eLdmevpMvE/s1600-h/Photo-0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089602817526466194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHmy_J-BpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_eLdmevpMvE/s200/Photo-0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHrTvJ-BvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hRbwvFMHdaM/s1600-h/Photo-0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089607778213693170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHrTvJ-BvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hRbwvFMHdaM/s200/Photo-0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHqc_J-BsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jebItDBqk2Y/s1600-h/Photo-0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089606837615855298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHqc_J-BsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jebItDBqk2Y/s200/Photo-0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHp4fJ-BrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZZgNHvJbJNg/s1600-h/Photo-0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089606210550630066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHp4fJ-BrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZZgNHvJbJNg/s200/Photo-0121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHrEfJ-BuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pe-rZk9qHNM/s1600-h/Photo-0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089607516220688098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHrEfJ-BuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pe-rZk9qHNM/s200/Photo-0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHqsfJ-BtI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-8hlrMcTJFw/s1600-h/Photo-0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089607103903827666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHqsfJ-BtI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-8hlrMcTJFw/s200/Photo-0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHnIvJ-BqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/baYg1mz74UE/s1600-h/Photo-0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089603191188620962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHnIvJ-BqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/baYg1mz74UE/s200/Photo-0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXTRAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've came to know about the hauntings of the hotel we stayed during our holiday at Genting Highlands only when I got back to Singapore. I'm total unaware of this story when I went for the Trip. The hauntings? Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;The story speaks of a lady who died under the bed. a hotel guest slept one night and came to hear voices or some talkings coming from within the bed as it seems. the talkings are like "wo men bei dui bei yi qi shui.." which means ("lets sleep back to back together..") the hotel guest bend his head under his bed and found the corpse of a lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* TIPS OFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some tips or advise that i've heard of, as a form of practice and for your kind reference when having holidays and during hotel stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be picky about your hotel rooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- no corner rooms (means don't get rooms which are at its far ends of the corridor)&lt;br /&gt;- no rooms that directly face any staircase or lifts (not even near them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before entering the room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- knock the door before entry into your hotel room &lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- press the door bell before entering&lt;br /&gt;- open the door at an angle with your body positioned near the hinges of the door (don't open the door from where you are directly standing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Upon entering the room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- verbally excuse yourself for entering the room for the stay-in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- be yourself, throw your shoes around, bang your luggages, make loud noise and sounds to reveal your presence&lt;br /&gt;- open the windows for ventilation and to brighten up the room, switch on all the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday the 7th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07.07.2007&lt;/strong&gt;. nice combination. a day where most couples would love to head down to ROM to register for their marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another combination was &lt;strong&gt;20.07.2007&lt;/strong&gt; that makes it &lt;strong&gt;20072007&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually brought myself to join the queue at Donut Factory @ Suntec. The one place where 12 varieties of doughnuts are sold. There would be a flavour that satisfies everyone. I bought half a dozen consisting 2 Double Choc, 2 Orange White Choc, 1 Strawberry White, 1 Raspberry Dark Choc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourites are Double Chocs and Raspberry Dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught "TRANSFORMERS" the movie at GV Marina that late evening. Like many newspaper advertisements, movie reviews and entertainment news, reported that Its a &lt;strong&gt;MUST WATCH&lt;/strong&gt; movie of the year 2007. Have you watch it yet? I did and I had it &lt;strong&gt;TWICE = 2 DOSAGE&lt;/strong&gt; of extreme "transformations and actions". LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday the 12th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. its the launch of Harry Potter, The Order of The Phoenix. Gonna catch it soon..&lt;br /&gt;was at Marina Sq that evening. accompanied some colleagues for their haircut session at Heatwave Salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me share with you guys something which we don't usually expect. Its pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;k.. amongst our company there were 4 guys and 1 female. its the female colleague's turn for her hairdo. while the stylist were giving some touches to the hair of the female colleague, they actually had a couple of conversations. after shes done, she came out and told us all that the stylist thought &lt;strong&gt;(ME, myself)&lt;/strong&gt; I'm the husband of hers. we were all like shocked. unbelievable. the female colleauge of ours is a married mother with 2 kids man.. NO WAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know.. i do get a couple of such kind of comments out in public. especially when I have got female friends around me. and stirs up some misunderstandings for people who don't know us or people whom we first met. people will ask the girl "Is he(me) your boyfriend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were those good compliments to mean that I'm actually being very gentlemen towards the girls around me or are they simply trying to say that I look old? LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday the 13th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilled out at C Clinic @ Boat Quay that evening. have you heard of the place? OR have you ever seen it like on TVs or magazines? Their theme as a pub/bar was to be like a Clinic from its name. They have got waiters dressed up in patient suits. unique way of drinking from drips and syringes. they have got sexy chio bus going around asking if you wanna buy shots from them. they would hold a bottle of Liqour, I've no idea what exactly was that liquor and they'll pour you a shot if you want it. the customers there were really pleasant, especially the angmohs who were very much passionate and over friendly. there was this angmoh lady who offered her help to take a picture of us. C Clinic have got an arena for clubbing. we have not been in there but sure is a surprise for anyone. sure we had lotsa' fun there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday the 14th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS here we come!! was with my secondary schoolmates. haha.. club our nite through but not for long. we left at about 2+. was it becos' of the music? we just don't feel great dancing towards those music that nite. we were at the main arena the entire while. was it trans or house music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the retro room. we felt the same. wasn't high at all. perhaps we were all too tired. we sat down, had our last drink, sleep around and we left for home. I think i would rather be a Zouk. its alrite.. I could actually see the clubbing nites coming again real soon.. haa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-6820436084115352516?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/6820436084115352516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=6820436084115352516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/6820436084115352516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/6820436084115352516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-wo-computer-is-miserable.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RqHmS_J-BnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aoXs8QWg4U0/s72-c/Photo-0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-8034974167557410296</id><published>2007-06-26T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:11:33.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting so broke this month. I never thought I'd been overspending cos' those that I spent on were things that I need, more than my wants. And I actually considered spending, a trivial matter during all those days. I should have kept my fingers crossed for saying all those words. For I am really really broke and low tide in the banks right now. And I don't even know if I should regret or should I just go along with it. I'm not realising myself as much as I should be. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on a trip to Genting Highlands over this weekends with a couple of friends. but how can I ever be there without having the funds that I need with regards to my current financial situation?? Moreover, the bookings have been made, I've yet to tell my mom about the trip, and how am I ever going to bring up the loan to my mom as I intended?? I'm totally screwed up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway there are two proverb phrases that I would like to share. See if you could understand and get its meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When Pigs Fly&lt;br /&gt;2. Icing on the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't they interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday the 23rd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters of the Marvel heroes accompanied us through that late evening. And I meant our friendly superheroes, The Fantastic 4. It was rather a short production. though i din get to watch its first. but in this second production, it made me feel that it just got what it takes. they had the stories going pretty quickly, the visuals were just sufficient to make it as a whole. it wasn't like those any other productions that has extreme graphics, awesome plots and are technically empowered. Fantastic 4 was simply "simple and great!".&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Alba was a WOW! she has eyes that speaks. her every single move, her actions and every look were so attractive. shes one of a kind.. DEFINITELY. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-8034974167557410296?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/8034974167557410296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=8034974167557410296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8034974167557410296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8034974167557410296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-getting-so-broke-this-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-2241150088276345713</id><published>2007-06-17T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:31:14.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;tuesday the 12th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at Orchard Road that evening after work. suwee wanted to get some books at borders and a pair of shoes at beetlebug. we spent almost over an hour there at borders. vanessa wanted to get sponge bob square pants VCD for her son which she promised. haa. thats so cute.. the episode her son told her to get was only available as DVD. but its rather ex. so we went to search the VCDs section hopefully there will be one. but nope. screwed up. no choice, a promise is a promise. vanessa told me to choose one. then we saw this 'sbsp' movie ver. and the price is rather affordable. and we got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after alls' done at borders. dinner was at Food Republic @ Wisma. and headed to the beetlebug shop. nice shoes they offer. nice "price" too. eyed on one casual yet simple looking pair but nope, din really had the desire to tell myself to go for it. haa. neither did uncle suwee. next i brought him to pedro. alrite.. varieties almost similar yet not so. i preferred more at pedro. cos' they are simply outstanding. REALLY.. outstanding for some. suwee tried on a few pairs and finally got away with one that suits his heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of nowhere. eugene suggested that we go chill out and indulge in the nice ambience and live guitar and vocal performance at the mezebar @ meritus mandarin. apparently uncle suwee din want to go. cos' he don't drink. the performers came down to thank the 5 of us, soon after their first round of performance. later did we know the guitarist was ismail's primary school friend. oh wow! soon after they returned from their breaktime, the first song was dedicated from them to us. 'More Than Words'. isn't it touch? haa.. btw i got myself a cocktail called &lt;u&gt;americano&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Americano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 ounce Campari&lt;br /&gt;- 1 ounce sweet vermouth&lt;br /&gt;- soda water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;* Campari and sweet vermouth into glass filled with ice and stir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Top with soda water and garnish with a twist of lemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RnZtFOtumXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rkJw7sb53k4/s1600-h/Photo-0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077365566523480434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RnZtFOtumXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rkJw7sb53k4/s200/Photo-0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RnZtN-tumYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sW4MTgE_s2A/s1600-h/Photo-0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077365716847335810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RnZtN-tumYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sW4MTgE_s2A/s200/Photo-0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;@ mezebar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally planned a short 'Holiday'. I have eventually taken a total of 4 days Leave, starting on the wednesday till the coming monday. but its really a petty that I don't get to do things that I wanted to and I didn't enjoy myself as much as I initially told myself that I should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So It all started on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday the 13th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was practically alone or I mean I'm all by myself the entire morning and the afternoon. I had an appointment with my usual stylist for a haircut. They always surprise me when I make payment, cos' the cost always changes upon my visit each time. It just made matters look so unconvincing and questionable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least I had my hairdo nicely done up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on plan for a shopping trip at Orchard Road. I just can't explain why it all turned out to be a big disappointment and it does spurs some kind of frustration in me. So I ended up empty handed! I just &lt;strong&gt;merely&lt;/strong&gt; did window shopping! i spent my entire afternoon, at least a few hours, insearch for the items and apparels that I wanted so badly. but I don't get to see them anywhere. I hated the moment when I felt like a headless fly, bumping around, having people staring at me and thinking what is this guy doing all alone and browsing through the clothings which he don't buy. People took me as some kind of nuts. Ya. I had it! both in Paragon and Retail shops in Takashimaya where I've been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so stupid at times. I spent most of my time in Levis' and Sony Gallery. I was trying on two pairs of Levis' Jeans. It took me quite awhile to pick and proceed to fittings. One 523 square cut and one 508 black Jeans. I didn't get away with any of those in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was playing around with SE K810i in SONY GALLERY. I've been trying out several functions. It was the latest phone that i wanted to get. The software hangs a bit here and there. the keypads are rather small for my big thumbs and fingers. and some features that I thought I din quite like. well.. we'll see if I did grab hold of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met suwee, yizhong and a lady, a friend of theirs'(whom i've forgotten her name) for dinner at vivocity. cos yizhong finished his 7weeks BMT in Army and is having broad Leave. double Carl's Junior meal for me in this month. Oh Man! we had a really nice chat anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday the 14th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this day, I made a trip to hello! shop to make enquiries about my mobile contract and corporate price plans. what lousy luck I had. I was attended by a staff who is of absolute attitude and unfriendly. I don't know if he's been like looking down on me or what. he definitely gave me those cold shoulders and made myself felt so insignificant! It was just Rotten Luck and a Rotten Day!&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;strong&gt;SHIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday the 16th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this day came shocking news. i'm diagnosed with high cholesterol and some other illnesses. believe it or not. i had iris scan performed on me. its basically the scanning of the eye. your retina, your pupil and everything your eye will tell you about your health condition. amazing? some people out there might be doubtful of its credibility. whether or not. you have to give it a try. jh, linda and I were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that actually made me realised and awaken myself from being ignorant and disregarding my own health all this while. i admit i do eat lots of junk food. those deep fried and oily stuffs, high carbo(s). it all contributed to my big belly. Gross..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this triggered my motivation to begin exercising. at least to run on the threadmills at this moment. haa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had pepper lunch for dinner. and the amount of fats that stays on the hot plate freaked me out. jh suggested to go clubbing. and it was a very sudden decision. linda and I were like.. Are you for Real?? but we were all quite high and excited about the idea. CLUBBING ROCKS! jh and linda both received the sms from M1 that offers free entry and free housepours for 1 for 1 to MOS. conditions says before 12pm I think.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we made our way to MOS from suntec city at around 9+. we actually WALKED. we even took notice of the sky. covered with large scales of red-orangy clouds. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;- means it will rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not long after we passed esplanade, it started to show god-awful signs followed by pouring rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were STUCKED! the three little pigs got stranded under the fly-over. we uttered all sorts of things to keep ourselves entertained. we din expect the rain to last for an hour. we were so exhausted from standing and waiting in the dark. it made the 3 of us quit. Quit from the idea of going MOS. we would rather go home and Sleep for good.&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RnZzMutumZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bzpXthb-YS8/s1600-h/Photo-0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077372292442266002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RnZzMutumZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bzpXthb-YS8/s200/Photo-0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;clouds came covering the skies of CDB and it started pouring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;monday the 18th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its the last precious day of my day offs. I had my entire day planned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Itinerary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dental Visit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole session lasted no longer than 20mins. the dentist was young and quite pretty. she taught me how to do flossing. it was like a routine dental check, followed by cleaning and finished off with polishing. I'm glad that I din have much of a oral problem. I'm just worried about my wisdom tooths thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kinokuniya @ Takashimaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RnZztOtumaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3oNiRtcyoSw/s1600-h/Photo-0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077372850788014498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RnZztOtumaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3oNiRtcyoSw/s200/Photo-0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;ideas - one of my favourite graphic design book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been into fashion trends if you have not already know this. i mean i study them in magazines. all sorts of brands. LOL. you'll hardly see any of those on myself. I bet you know the reason. and i believe you'll probably gonna say "Tell me about it." I came to know some of those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;homme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fashion magazines out there which i think were pretty good. they collated more of the core content and main focus of all the designs of different brands for that season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;men's folio&lt;/u&gt;*&lt;u&gt;Da Man&lt;/u&gt;*&lt;u&gt;men's mode&lt;/u&gt; are some of which you might want to pick them off the shelves and do a quick flip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fabulous Tan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An indoor Tanning Studio. It provides the advance technologies to give you the Tan the way you wanted without having to fear the harmful UV rays under the sun. I had my tried out for the very first time. Interesting I should say. hopefully I'll be able to get the results I wanted after a few sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coffee Club @ The Central&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess where am I during the day at 3+ in the afternoon when everyone else is working? 'high-tea' of course. treating myself to a glass of peach smoothie, seating nice and warm in their comfy couch, relaxed, admiring the splendid scenery that has the clarke quay river, shophouses and bars from the glass panels you'll see in Coffee Club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well.. most of the shops are still under 'coming soon' @ The Central. it's almost like any other kind of maze. you'll find yourself coming to the same spot where you've been before. the escalators are inter-linked in some way. that caused some sort of confusion. no human crowd, the obvious. not much specialty stores. narrow corridors. some ordinary boutiques and retail shops and common eateries. however, there are also much more new restaurants you definitely got to try. what i felt most was that the river-view still remains as the main attraction at clarke quay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RnIOf-tumPI/AAAAAAAAADw/tGGx6znFtlM/s72-c/Photo-0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-8540290597208836743</id><published>2007-06-04T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:48:35.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Play Politics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People give all sorts of reasons to get away with work.&lt;br /&gt;And when they can't managed themselves. they'll ask you to do them a favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they'll say things like: "i've got things on hand to do right now, can you help me get &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; for me?"&lt;br /&gt;for one thing you need to be clear of. '&lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt;' thing is not within your sight. its far from beyond the distance you can think of. you will have to travel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got other things to do, can you help me clear part of my job for me please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuses people make. Its not my of part my job. why should I.&lt;br /&gt;It was not even an order by the Superior.&lt;br /&gt;Then they'll rebuke and try to make things difficult and say: "I've helped you so much before so I expect some help in return."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childish! Freak!&lt;br /&gt;I help others out of good faith. I don't ask for anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;So you don't deserve any favours from me in return! Don't even think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday the 31st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Here we are setting off for an incredulous Journey out in the vast and unpredictable sea. For once it may seemed Tranquil and amiable. For another, there can be torrid rain, huge surge of ocean currents, malestrom and thats the tempestuous ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started in The Cathay. We were there to catch Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to truly understand how the story had advanced from the first to the second and to the third chapter of this Triology. In time to come, the story starts to unfold and I tried my best to follow their conversations as close as i can. you know.. i managed to get the story eventually. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't imagine somebody actually head their way to GV theatre when we told them that its at The Cathay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday the 30th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, It definitely got to be holiday mood. cos' its a PH the following day.&lt;br /&gt;2nd of all, we had a mini farewell party.&lt;br /&gt;most of all, we had Bakerzin! haa.. I'm the one who made all the choices, the arrangements and purchases. Cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmVkQOtumII/AAAAAAAAAC0/DSOwiC_RFOI/s1600-h/Photo-0426(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072570785293310082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmVkQOtumII/AAAAAAAAAC0/DSOwiC_RFOI/s200/Photo-0426(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmVkeutumJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_4a32VpEDS8/s1600-h/Photo-0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072571034401413266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmVkeutumJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_4a32VpEDS8/s200/Photo-0429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mango Mousse`Bakerzin&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;````````````````````&lt;/span&gt;Colorful Macaroons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmVk4utumKI/AAAAAAAAADE/bibaYZK5nbg/s1600-h/Photo-0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072571481078012066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmVk4utumKI/AAAAAAAAADE/bibaYZK5nbg/s200/Photo-0439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;My workstation in an entire mess with zw cutting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;the cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The mini gala was specially arranged for Mr. Ong, an officer who tendered his resignation after his presence in our department for almost 6 years.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was his last day at work then.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he's considered the many many many generations before my appearance in the department. and now, i'm his disciple. i'm working pretty well at his position in my current state. Best Wishes to Mr. ong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*p.s - the one in black is not Mr. Ong. Spot him at the utmost left of the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-8540290597208836743?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/8540290597208836743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=8540290597208836743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8540290597208836743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8540290597208836743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/06/play-politics-people-give-all-sorts-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmVkQOtumII/AAAAAAAAAC0/DSOwiC_RFOI/s72-c/Photo-0426(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-2051911338346688169</id><published>2007-06-02T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T16:29:51.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmEqfsghGXI/AAAAAAAAACs/Tk1robadDd8/s1600-h/Photo-0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmEqfsghGXI/AAAAAAAAACs/Tk1robadDd8/s160/Photo-0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&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/17678981-2051911338346688169?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/2051911338346688169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=2051911338346688169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/2051911338346688169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/2051911338346688169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RmEqfsghGXI/AAAAAAAAACs/Tk1robadDd8/s72-c/Photo-0456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-8219015192464262772</id><published>2007-05-20T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T13:28:57.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I WANT MY PERSONAL SPACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know. I 've been really into moving out to create and live a life of my own. I mean the desire in me was really huge. you have got lots more of freedom. All i need is to rent a flat. This thinking came to me all this while. and i knew whats the reason behind it that gave me a thought like this.&lt;br /&gt;I believe i enjoy life much much better in a way when i'm alone. I can do things without having to get prior decisions or permissions from anyone. I can just do as i feel like. nobody can stop me from doing almost anything. COOL.. what a great life i'm leading. I can go clubbing almost everynight then. I can start travelling round the world to see what i want to see. to feel what i want to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can destined the way i want my apartment to appear. Its all about FREEDOM.. and i shall slowly get to see it coming my way.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a men's fragrance yesterday. Donna Karan Red Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066509997993405698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Rk_b_-lcrQI/AAAAAAAAACc/sAK5eWjASYE/s200/DKNY_RED_DELICIOUS_M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Donna Karan Red Delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday the 16th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was adrian's birthday. not just any ordinary birthday celebration you can imagine. its his 21st birthday. this year, it really makes a difference. he forked out cash and gave generous treats. we first seated and had dim sum at &lt;strong&gt;Ding Tai Fung&lt;/strong&gt; at B1, Paragon. Marvellous. You guys should be there to taste their dim sums. absolut satisfcation for your taste buds and stomach. you'll see yourself as an emperor or an empress in you. its Sky-high for anyone. no faking of stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed upwards to level 4, &lt;strong&gt;Sushi Tei&lt;/strong&gt;. going crazy over the food. we ordered plenty. two rounds of orders. the orders kept coming in consistently. we really had our stomach filled with all sorts of sushi rolls, sweet succulent beefs, crispy fresh salads, sashimi that were so fresh, they swims in your stomach. I'm in love with sushi tei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd round. after-meal desserts. the girls got some cakes from &lt;strong&gt;Bakerzin&lt;/strong&gt;. i never thought their cakes can be so interesting and full of surprises. initially i thought all they sell were just normal cakes at expensive prices. it really proved me wrong. nicest cakes i've ever tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Rk_UBOlcrPI/AAAAAAAAACU/EiO6qssTDFs/s1600-h/Photo-0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066501223375219954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Rk_UBOlcrPI/AAAAAAAAACU/EiO6qssTDFs/s200/Photo-0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the girls lighting up the candles secretly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday the 15th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was vannesa's birthday. a mother of two kids. shes considered my colleague, though different department that we work in but at least we work under the same tower. shes one senior officer in the same department as my squadmates. we often meet up for lunch breaks. its a miracle, vannesa and a few other guys, we just came so close together and we just simply click so well. haa. yup and so i got to know her from then on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. together we dine in at NYNY that evening. most of us had pork chops. and i could say i got tricked to make my pick by their descriptions on the menu. it wasn't the way i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really a very simple celebration i should say. I could never imagine the other guys would want to carry out a birthday sabotage. they expect vannesa to pick the cherry off the small piece of cake just by using her mouth. obviously the result was to get smashed in the face by the cake. good enough, the cake was covered with only icing sugar. no piling whipped creams. no mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to bill, there were some sort of confusion out there which i don't want to speak anymore.&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/17678981-8219015192464262772?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/8219015192464262772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=8219015192464262772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8219015192464262772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8219015192464262772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-want-my-personal-space-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Rk_b_-lcrQI/AAAAAAAAACc/sAK5eWjASYE/s72-c/DKNY_RED_DELICIOUS_M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-1724556744921251290</id><published>2007-04-28T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T15:35:21.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its rather obvious that there has been a ben &amp; Jerry's craze in Singapore recently. b&amp;amp;j held an annual event of distributing free b&amp;j ice-cream cones on 17th April. couldn't wait to taste the ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Cherry Garcia mini tub that i've bought. mmm... &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjL3rzsp2VI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BT5PUf09uvY/s1600-h/Photo-0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058377663474424146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjL3rzsp2VI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BT5PUf09uvY/s200/Photo-0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjL4sjsp2WI/AAAAAAAAACE/gTYERhJ9JvE/s1600-h/Photo-0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058378775870953826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjL4sjsp2WI/AAAAAAAAACE/gTYERhJ9JvE/s200/Photo-0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjL43Tsp2XI/AAAAAAAAACM/Bey0Yxd4FFo/s1600-h/Photo-0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;ben&amp;amp;jerry's cherry garcia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-1724556744921251290?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/1724556744921251290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=1724556744921251290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/1724556744921251290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/1724556744921251290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-rather-obvious-that-there-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjL3rzsp2VI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BT5PUf09uvY/s72-c/Photo-0382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-463472710423578845</id><published>2007-04-28T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:39:13.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes i felt for one thing in life is that its better to speak the truth than never. for almost anything in life. seriously i mean you see, we all do tell lies or lied to somebody becos' you want to conceal the truth about the whole thing and keep it underneath. and that we all wish it could remain hidden for good, but sometimes we just can't help it. at times, the truth would ought to be revealed and we just got to leak out the truth sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having known that, won't you agree that its better to speak the truth rather than delaying the process and trying to suppress the disclosure as hard as you can when the truth will be brought to surface in just a matter of time? its pretty tough having to do that. i knew it so well cos' i've been through it and am still going through. you feared every moment that someone gets to know the ultimate truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think life would be much much easier and happier if our conscience remains clear, w/o having to fear. and immediate attention could be brought to the problem and get it resolved at an early stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- vexed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday the 27th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to meet up with glenn this evening. felt rather bad to have turned him down several times after multiple attempts in asking me out. its great to see him keeping good shape in life. hearing him said all those he've been through during his NS period so far, having great interest in reading, getting into a japanese language school and his vision towards his future ambition, really inspired me pretty much. thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LA STRADA RISTORANTE AND PIZZERIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;caught up with the other poly schoolmates later in that evening. was at this particular italian restaurant at scotts road, near shaw centre. establised along the street-side. nice cosy dining space, bottles of wines filled nicely in the shelves, a wood-fired pizza oven sits in the center of the kitchen. main dining space separated by the kitchen window allows customers a clear view of the pizza preparations. An overall brand new dining experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- ++++ ( 4 stars)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjLuyzsp2TI/AAAAAAAAABs/rlkp_y2POQM/s1600-h/Photo-0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058367888128858418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjLuyzsp2TI/AAAAAAAAABs/rlkp_y2POQM/s200/Photo-0378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjLvUTsp2UI/AAAAAAAAAB0/R5bYEn4vSUc/s1600-h/Photo-0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058368463654476098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjLvUTsp2UI/AAAAAAAAAB0/R5bYEn4vSUc/s200/Photo-0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;smoked salmon pizza&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;```````````````````````&lt;/span&gt;hot chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-463472710423578845?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/463472710423578845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=463472710423578845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/463472710423578845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/463472710423578845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/04/sometimes-i-felt-for-one-thing-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RjLuyzsp2TI/AAAAAAAAABs/rlkp_y2POQM/s72-c/Photo-0378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-6779231570310847801</id><published>2007-04-22T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T15:00:23.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;saturday the 21st&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 pounds beauty. mm.. a korean show. we wanna catch that movie on this day. what couldn't be better? read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with lp at rafflescity. she was queing up for the Famous doughnut in town @ Donut Factory. the incredible business wits for the present. i personally had tried their Double Chocolate doughnut. its makes my day. perfect!&lt;br /&gt;i've heard ppl saying "its just doughnut, whats so special about it?.."&lt;br /&gt;not the entire public would agree to crave over something that would consume their time &amp;amp; efforts to be part of the queue that hardly moves.&lt;br /&gt;but if you go around it, things would seemed more convincing when we said "no pain no gain", "you won't gain if you don't put in effort", "our effort pays off" OR "you pay for what you earn". things doesn't come easy as you know. you definitely gonna pay the price. want some doughnuts? pls join the queue back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't any time slot for 200 PB in GV marina which puzzled all of us. no choice we got to watch other shows. 'horror movies' of course. our best picks. 4 to decide: the hills have eyes 2, to sir with love, turistats, the letter of deaths. i was really into THHE2 cos its in english and looks terrifying that probably could scare you out of your seat. linda was sort of into it too. but not for lp who seemed to feel not so good about our ideas. put them aside, cos we all got the tix to THHE2. wahaha... the R21 show that requires a check of ya identity before you could purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this show is not suitable for the faint hearted&lt;br /&gt;- please ensure you are up to the age specified&lt;br /&gt;- contains many disturbing scenes and some adultery contents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday the 19th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilled out at NewYork NewYork with suwee, jimmy and yizhong. sort of a last gathering with yizhong cos he's gonna enlist in just days not too far from now. i dunnoe how he feels but i just hope he's taking it easy. anyway theres no need to fear. i knew the sad case of jimmy and now that he too, got to enlist in june with the fact that hes not able to pursue farther study in his desired Polytechnic in favour of his course just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've no idea why suwee was like paying so much attention to this "friend" of his that he ever mentioned to us, who gonna does "her" studies overboard. suwee actually did those little moves to help "her" get stationaries. yes.. STATIONARIES.&lt;br /&gt;which i thought was kinda' lame at first. and not to mention the worst thing a friend can ever do, bringing all of us all the way to purchase stationaries at Carrefour in Suntec City. duh.. and 'TRY' buying our hearts by advising us to board a shuttle transport back to cityhall station "OUT OF GOOD FAITH" he saids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Ris_nEeU6DI/AAAAAAAAABc/TF75PQ8ZDME/s1600-h/Photo-0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056204947101902898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Ris_nEeU6DI/AAAAAAAAABc/TF75PQ8ZDME/s200/Photo-0365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;newyork newyork candy floss'keteers'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday the 14th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met lp and linda for dinner at V8 cafe. initially we ought to be at st.james to have a nite out but there was a change in plan and we later ended up in the pub of jh's freind whom we met later in that evening. it was more of like a ktv pub that has 2 stories. i total had no mood for singing man.. we had quite an among of drink that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Ris5B0eU6CI/AAAAAAAAABU/ocoebwSJQU4/s1600-h/Photo-0357(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056197710082009122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Ris5B0eU6CI/AAAAAAAAABU/ocoebwSJQU4/s200/Photo-0357(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Ris41EeU6BI/AAAAAAAAABM/eCKWw1rK2Sk/s1600-h/Photo-0359(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056197491038677010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Ris41EeU6BI/AAAAAAAAABM/eCKWw1rK2Sk/s200/Photo-0359(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Ground level @ Gras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-6779231570310847801?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/6779231570310847801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=6779231570310847801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/6779231570310847801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/6779231570310847801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/04/saturday-14th-met-lp-and-linda-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/Ris_nEeU6DI/AAAAAAAAABc/TF75PQ8ZDME/s72-c/Photo-0365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-8460309061000134739</id><published>2007-04-14T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T18:17:21.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;friday the 13th &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at paulaner munchen last evening. headed down to suntec with adrian after work to meet up with wendy and iris. paulaner has gt nice beer which i treated myself to 2 of it that evening. its a nice pub.. the ambience was like dark and it make me wanna sleep. haa. there were old photos on the walls and reflected a history of their brewing traditions and the olden times. they hv got nice female and male singers up stage with great singing powers(i wonder if they ever thought of getting into Singapore Idol.. haa.). the female vocal even sang the japanese hottest song "First Love". its definitely a nice place to hang out with friends after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RiCc2NtrymI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mhiqDspgk0k/s1600-h/Photo-0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053211237117839970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RiCc2NtrymI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mhiqDspgk0k/s200/Photo-0340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RiCc9dtrynI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UFkG6j-Kygw/s1600-h/Photo-0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053211361671891570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RiCc9dtrynI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UFkG6j-Kygw/s200/Photo-0344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=8460309061000134739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8460309061000134739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/8460309061000134739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-13th-was-at-paulaner-munchen.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RiCc2NtrymI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mhiqDspgk0k/s72-c/Photo-0340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-484984759487761865</id><published>2007-04-08T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T13:50:26.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's &lt;strong&gt;SPRING/SUMMER SEASON&lt;/strong&gt; HOT everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently picked up a magazine, "men's folio" at a store a few weeks back which i think worth the money and i got so carried away with all their latest fashion designs. the inner content features the spring/summer fashion essentials of so many common brands like LV, burberry, versache, gucci, D&amp;G, prada, dolce&amp;amp;gabbana, guess, boss, giorgio armani and many more other brands you might not have heard before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if i'll soon become a part of the major group of materialistic people, but i won't say that i won't, at least not too soon. and thats &lt;strong&gt;no absolute wishing thinking&lt;/strong&gt;. just can't get my hands off some of those apparels and accessories. like a black canvas and leather, sleek looking messenger bag that i've seen costs $265 makes me really wanna buy. and the very outstanding looking shoes out of the indiana theme of D&amp;G caught my eyes for long + their "bermudas" or pants. (i don't really know what exactly they call those kind of 3/4 or short pants in their countires but i'll just call them bermudas, LOL. i'm sure you know what i'm reffering to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom are some clips featuring the most sophisticated fashions you'll see in D&amp;amp;G and dolce&amp;gabbana s/s 07 runways. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;G : Fashion Show Spring Summer 2007 Runway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KaYi6-OiTxc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolce &amp; Gabbana : Spring Summer 2007 Fashion Show (Part 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHoweRjZoDE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana : Spring Summer 2007 Fashion Show (Part 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H2LFheAdmWA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-484984759487761865?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/484984759487761865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=484984759487761865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/484984759487761865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/484984759487761865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-6607318379213441599</id><published>2007-03-27T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:03:13.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh... i missed 2 consecutive episodes of "The Arena" and its their Finals today...!!&lt;br /&gt;who did subscribe for mobTV?? who is kind enough to "lend" me his/her account. LOL. i wanna catch those episodes!! i gt myself so into it only during their semi rounds. it was kind of enriching and exciting to watch the both teams (the proposition &amp; the opposition) debate on a common commotion of the week. and frankly speaking, at times i just don't get what the hell they were talking about, cos the points just came too fast.. and i should say that i'm so impressed by the judges who caught the details of the points that were ever spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed them cos i was in the theatres while the show was running. for the week before this, i was engrossed in fights, the entire berserk, the grievous afflictions, adversity, misery, the calamity of war and the strong spirits of the Spartans having to annouce a war against Xerxes and his massive Persian army. An explicit act of violence all flashing before my eyes in the theatres at The Cathay Cineplex in a film called "&lt;strong&gt;300&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today.. again i'm in the "dark room"(theatre) having myself comfortably seated in the red comfy seats @ GV Plaza Sing. haha... and welcome our famous comedy artiste, Starring Rowan Atkinson, Mr. Bean and his Holiday. I merely laughed my hearts off throughout the entire movie. and now, i could barely really laugh any longer cos i got an irritable throat all becos of the laughing that i used too much strength on. LOL. it really is a nice comedy though. i pretty like the scene he used to dance on the street as a "part-time busker", dancing to the kind of music. AND THAT was when i laughed the HARDEST..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ppl got to catch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoisan was telling me that shes departing hongkong, coming back over to Singapore to pay her good old friends a visit most probably next week. i'm looking forward to her arrival in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;and i still hv gt no idea in mind where to bring her to. on top of all, shes been living in Singapore for quite some years before. ya noe.. so she would more or less be familiar with the places here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite till then.. more updates coming up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-6607318379213441599?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/6607318379213441599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=6607318379213441599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/6607318379213441599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/6607318379213441599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/03/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-2973606986795859206</id><published>2007-03-24T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:21:46.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm having a terrible life now. too much to worry, too much to avoid, too much to fear, too much to bear. its been not so good for days and even weeks. i thought 2007 would be a bad year for me. i felt so troubled over so many things. Things weren't getting off well in the office. i hated the ppl there. i hated the way they does things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch breaks are the only time to relieve myself from all the stress, to catch some breath outside. and i truly look forward to each trip that i took to Square2. its a must for me to catch a glance at the shop selling cookies. shes a maiden.. shes beautiful.. shes just so herself.. shes the type i quite like..&lt;br /&gt;shes been selling cookies there. and on alternate days.. i mean everytime i walk past i'll take a gd look at her appearance.. wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How soon.. lewis gonna ORD this August, michelle's gonna finish her degree and graduate in 3 months time. what about me? what have i accomplished.. why is it so unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONY Ericsson phones look nice. I like K800i best. I think its quite affordable if you sign a new line for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RgU65oFMHPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8ZWtqqeH4Ts/s1600-h/sony-ericsson-k800i-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045503964037782786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RgU7H4FMHQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DNw-vprTx0g/s400/sony-ericsson-k800i-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-2973606986795859206?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/2973606986795859206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=2973606986795859206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/2973606986795859206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/2973606986795859206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-having-terrible-life-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9k7TghzOW4/RgU7H4FMHQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DNw-vprTx0g/s72-c/sony-ericsson-k800i-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-5093410861855527860</id><published>2007-02-24T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:08:32.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>duh! i was prompted to move my account and theres no way out when i logged on just now. i mean, whats the need to move users from old blogger to using Google Account... what a hassle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast enough, its already Chu 7 today. Its everybody's birthday! &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOLKS!! &lt;/strong&gt;had a nice long week of holiday for me. wahaha.. most peeps are suppose to start work on wed. but i took off days from Wed(Chu 4) - Fri(Chu 6). and fair enough i got to be back at my desk on Mon.. thats fast man!! How i wish this long break never ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to be heading down to SIM to take the application form on Fri, but suwee can't submit his full application cos of his program syllabus which he left out. so we gt to cancel the trip.&lt;br /&gt;met suwee and jimmy at orchard. we went to nokia care @ wheellock cos Jimmy got a faulty hp... and we got to flip through books at Borders cos it was raining. we left Borders and we went around.. then we got ourselves seated in the Hongkong Cafe @ Cine. Their 'Teh Peng' was like Damn sweet LO!! and i ate their soft boiled eggs and kaya/butter toast. Average.. i could say. and Jimmy paid for my share. haha.. he only got away w 2bucks from me. was pouring heavily. and Jimmy went to the arcade for his Flight Simulation experience. it was a total failure. the plane went way off course, crashing into ground while landing, exceeding the altitude while taking off..etc. its definitely a "Hell Ride". haa.. went around looking at apple notebooks at one of the technology showroom while waiting for the rain to lighten. i could say apple technologies are fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;bid farewell to suwee n jimmy. and i went all the way to do some shopping all alone at Marina Sq &amp;amp; Bugis. I bought a nice black cardigan at Zara and two outer vests at bugis. Nice feeling spending and nice feeling having nice apparels. haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang bao's not that much this yr. in fact every yr.. cos i dun visit much of my relatives. whole new experience this CNY. cousins baby boy was there, their small daughter was there. they were so cute.. then we went round travelling in my cousins car on Chu 1. we went to the temple at Bukit Batok to look at my grandpa's tablet. it was my 1st time visiting my grandpa's tablet. I hope i can talk to him and look at him in person. cos i nv had a chance to. he passed away when i was a baby. and i only got to know his name when my mum told me to look at the inscriptions on his tablet. felt a little disheartening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-5093410861855527860?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/5093410861855527860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=5093410861855527860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/5093410861855527860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/5093410861855527860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/02/duh-i-was-prompt-to-move-my-account-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-117127544963136553</id><published>2007-02-12T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T18:17:29.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a high fever at 39 degrees last night. infact the fever started early in the morning. went to see a doc at ard 11+ (pm). even before the registration, the person at the counter told us that consultation costs 80 bucks not inclu. medications. my father and i went blank for a while and i said oh ok.. apparently some others who came in subsequently were shocked like us when they heard that . m on one day MC today. haa.. 1st MC so far. my body is still aching all over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our corporate D&amp;D was held on Fri evening. it was the 2nd D&amp;D i ever attended. the theme was "Around the world" so each guests were advised to dressed in international costumes. a lady even dressed as a flight stewardess. a total of 8 courses that night. nice food.. hilarious performances and rewarding moments throughout the event. too bad. i won nothing that night. but those shortlisted will still get something.. vouchers or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably i caught a cold on Fri night. we spent our Fri night out after the D&amp;D which was at Mariott Hotel. luckily we had 3 out of the 9 of us who drove. headed to Cine for a movie. the theatre was chilly cold man. alrite, the movie was called "white lady". its like a production from phillipines. they also speak english that slangs that sounded funny. overall it wasn't really a good horror movie. not horrific enough but super lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't imagine, zhenpeng actually dropped his car key in the theatres when he soon realised after we exited the theatre. later on we went chilling out at Mcdonalds @ ECP after. i don't know how we got to this topic, taking about ghosts or rumours about such paranormalities. maybe typical NS mans fav. topic. we came taking about the "yellow tower" quite a distance from ECP. Kwangyu said theres a murder case up there many years ago. yongsheng said its not advisable to go to haunted places after certain period. 3:30am or something.. i wasn't sure cos i almost slept in my chair.. dozing off. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stood up from our seats to take a walk near the beach. Ong asked if we wanted to visit the "yellow tower". we walked a short distance and gave up the idea of going. we can't actually see it cos it wasn't obvious to the eyes. so we ended up looking at stars and clouds. haa... soon its time to go home. few of us got to take a cab home and thanks to weishun for giving me a ride home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-117127544963136553?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/117127544963136553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=117127544963136553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/117127544963136553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/117127544963136553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/02/had-high-fever-at-39-degrees-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116927264115845086</id><published>2007-01-20T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:42:47.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a &lt;strong&gt;"F"&lt;/strong&gt; up week.. &lt;strong&gt;F F F!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so damn&lt;strong&gt; "F"king&lt;/strong&gt; pissed and i never ever felt such kind of hatred in me till that limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres this&lt;strong&gt; "F"king &lt;/strong&gt;bastard, a new guy recently just posted out who came working in my dept as a replacement, whose senior had already O.R.D.&lt;br /&gt;i've been covering the shit jobs for the senior all this while until his replacement comes. All of us expected the replacement as someone who is decent, well mannered and friendly. But All of us were wrong. The first sight you saw the new guy, you'll know somethings very wrong.. its DOOMS day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee style="WIDTH: 676px; HEIGHT: 33px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Disgusting . Attitude . Impolite . Rugged . Untidy . Bootlicker . Ill-mannered . Unrespectful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was his 1st day of work. these are what he did.. he took my colleague's jacket, wear it and w/o asking. he finished up all the things we have at our tables w/o asking. he flashed his middle-finger at my colleague. he scolded the entire group of us as &lt;strong&gt;PU BOs!!&lt;/strong&gt; and criticised everything we say and do.. we got admonished for nothing!! he told our sup that we are all slacking! behind everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said the work there was unchallenging. he said hes a person who seriously work, &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; to slack like &lt;strong&gt;US&lt;/strong&gt;.. he said he dislikes backstabbers and hypocrites. he said he wants to leave a good impression infront of the supervisor.. hes &lt;strong&gt;buay song&lt;/strong&gt; with one of my colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm suppose to teach him and hand over all the things to him, so he can take over his seniors job totally. BUT.. it never worked out to be so.. he walks away when i've not finished explaining. he sat and watch me doing, w/o offering to help or initate to do things. he went away to smoke while on duty and pushed the things to me. what the heck do he care?!! he don't do this and that and expect me to do them.. &lt;strong&gt;WTF!! I had enough!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my supervisor kept on chasing things from me. i knew i didn't do a great job. but i simply cannot handle everything by my ownself!! i've to run up and down to each dept everyday.. i've so much things to do alone. i din even hv the time to sit down and rest.. not mentioning the new &lt;strong&gt;"F"&lt;/strong&gt; who hardly does a thing or help. every morning when i 1st stepped into the office, my sup calls upon me to chase me for work. and he continues to call for me to chase after my work every hour. i've done everything to my best and he din appreciate it but yet he complaint that i din do a great job and think that i'm giving him &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING&lt;/strong&gt; attitude problem! &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; i can't be granted my &lt;strong&gt;2 Off Days&lt;/strong&gt; (which i could clear cos they are off in lieus) becos' i din complete a work which he requested. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCKING LOGIC IS THAT!!! CAN'T THE NEW FREAK DO IT WHEN I'M TAKING OFFS?!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough with all the FREAKS in this Dept. I'm paid way down and you expect me to work like i'm earning a thousand buck. DREAM ON.... YOU FREAKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116927264115845086?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116927264115845086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116927264115845086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116927264115845086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116927264115845086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-f-up-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116775649805416216</id><published>2007-01-02T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T00:58:06.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;New Year's eve countdown Xperience (part 2)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cast and Credits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring: iris, wendy, adrian, ah chek, shunxing, rui can, jj, lianjie and zh(myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming out of the theatre, we saw ppl rushing for the last train at harbourfront stn.. ppl still walking about.. bunches of youngsters sitting down on the floors at vivo.. in fact there were still lots of ppl thoning their nite at vivo. we managed to still catch the last train at the NE line towards clarke quay. our next stop? to have supper at lau pat sat. theres no more train towards the NS or the EW line. crossing main roads, walking down alleys to get to lau pat sat. on the way down one long alley, u'll see pubs everywhere. just as we walked, we caught a glimpse of 4 familiar faces from pss2. reaching raffles.. damn lots of ppl.. as though they were refugees. sleeping and sitting in groups all over raffles place and tons of rubbish lay the entire street and every corner. shocking scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at one of the fruit stall at lau pat sat ordering fruit juice. and i met the weird auntie who was attending to me. once she was like raising her voice at her stall helper and once shes having those kind of smile on her face. shes was talking to me while preparing the juice, sayin "wah.. nice watch you have, how much is it?" "din went to watch fireworks ar?".. i was like, does it ever concern you?? duh... she couldn't hv fallen for me bah.. could she? LOL. their fruit juice was like so much *peng, so little juice and still dare to charge us at $2+. daylight robbery meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sx, ah chek and lianjie shared a cab and went back home. PS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite.. we finally decided the place to thon our nite out. esplanade. back to the place we actually planned to go. its really a pity that we weren't at esplanade earlier on to watch the nice fireworks!! argh!~ i believe the atmosphere were much much better than at vivo. sucks!! we went down a flight of stairs near babyface, one of the pub there. saw many drunkards lying around motionless.. some vomitted.. wow. what a scene i thought. then the entire stretch starting from the merlion till the end were occupied. everyones having their nights out waiting for the 1st train home.. so we walked, walking.. still walking.. and we found one spot in between some people to rest. not long after we settled down, wendy says she needed to go to the ladies. and some of us wanted to get some beer. adrian, ruican and myself tagged along to marina sq. leaving jj and iris behind.. haa. the toilet stinks to the core man!!.. and 7-elven make good business. saw many empty cartons.. they must hv replenished lots of drinks and beers. haa... the guys got their beers. &lt;strong&gt;carlsberg! nothing gets beter than this! cheers!&lt;/strong&gt;~ halfway back, ismail called and said that they were at the open area at cineleisure, eugene and ah long were both drunk.. i was like huh.. are u sure...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we just slept on the hard, rough, dirty floors... enjoying breeze, the lively atmosphere brought around by those ppl who weren't asleep. frankly speaking TOO MANY PEOPLE.. it seemed as if it was like 9+.. could be around 200+ people thoning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the 2nd operated train of the day back as the 1st was like &lt;strong&gt;DAMN PACKED!&lt;/strong&gt; over at cityhall!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116775649805416216?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116775649805416216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116775649805416216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116775649805416216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116775649805416216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-eve-countdown-xperience-part_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116770798493098118</id><published>2007-01-02T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:19:41.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;New Year's eve countdown Xperience (part 1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cast and Credits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring: iris, wendy, adrian, ah chek, shunxing, rui can, jj, lianjie and zh(myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Got a last min sms from iris to meet at bugis while i was on my way down to cityhall (initial meeting plc) on sunday evening. we actually walked our way to bras basah and have our dinner at jack's place. we nv will expect to find this "not immediately apparent" restaurant to appear under the void decks, which we initially din believe such a place would ever exist.&lt;br /&gt;On the menu which apparently does show the ONE &amp; ONLY dinner set they offered that costs each pax $30.00++ which they call it New Year's Dinner Menu. duh..&lt;br /&gt;that includes (soup of the day, salad, choice of main course, dessert, tea/coffee + complimentary glass of sparlking juice). succulent and fresh medium-rare cooked tenderloin.. every mouthful tickling our taste buds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed down to vivo instead of our original plan to be at esplanade for the fireworks. it was a disappointment, i guess. we reached vivo and its not the usual kind of crowd u'll see. families.. childrens.. youngsters.. all around. we headed straight up to the outdoor plaza where the stage and the countdown party was held. Nope.. no room for the 9 of us. it was kind of messy? cos some needed tickets to gain entry and some simply queue to watch the big screen and we wouldn't queue to enter just to sit on the grass patch, watching the big projector screen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gone out of vivo. just across a carpark away is the st. james power station &lt;strong&gt;'where it all happens!'&lt;/strong&gt; LOL. alrite.. its again crowded.. long queues.. we walked round to try our luck to see if we can enter into one of those busy pubs with a shorter queue. it was already 11pm when we were there. we saw porsches, lambos, mitsubishis.. etc. wow.. st. james sure did attract lots of rich peeps around huh.. then the funny thing was that we ended up queueing for the pub with the longest queue. but nvm.. worse thing was when wendy and iris made a check and reported that some of our guys couldn't enter becos of their age. damn!.. so always be thankful to the god that &lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE AGED 21.&lt;/strong&gt; haa. of course i'm not like those kiddies.. oops. but i'm 21.. just nice. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the many set backs and disappointments we already faced, theres even more right behind.&lt;br /&gt;we went back in to vivo. we couldn't think of anything else to do, just that some suggested to buy some beer and chill outside facing the sentosa view, hoping to see fireworks when time turns 12am.. it was merely a &lt;strong&gt;suggestion! &lt;/strong&gt;but it nv happen.. we couldn't understand how we got involved in the Qs for movie tickets. it seemed the last resort that we had.. so naturally. we bought tickets for R21 rated movie "Borat"at 11.25pm. cos other time slots for any other shows were in red.  the time we enter the theatre was 11.40pm. YIKES! "Borat" is a comedy.. + sexual/adultery contents as rated R21. girls like wendy couldn't take on those obscene acts and left the theater slightly earlier.. haa.. overall, the show was alrite. at least i could still understand the story and everything, when it wasn't an america originated movie. it was from some other country which i have not idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**alrite more to come.. look out for part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116770798493098118?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116770798493098118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116770798493098118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116770798493098118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116770798493098118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-eve-countdown-xperience-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116754162295096096</id><published>2006-12-31T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T11:20:31.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its the festive season everyone! i'm on super holiday mood. soon after christmas, we're now counting down to the arrival of the New Year. &lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year 2007 to you guys out there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres plenty of sales out there. The "End of Season Sale!" Levis having 20% off selected items. sales end on 2nd Jan. GAP, ZARA &amp;amp; so much more. i just can't take my eyes off them. &lt;strong&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/strong&gt; is the word that kept on whizzing round my mind.&lt;br /&gt;was at vivocity on Fri. gotten myself 2 watches for $24 in total, a long sleeve slim fit green top $69.90 at I.P ZONE (but i noticed the tag says its from &lt;strong&gt;ebase&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;garcons&lt;/strong&gt;..??). more to come.. a bag from zinc, cardigan from I.P ZONE. i need a brown pants, white belt.. and I could see how Freshbox is keeping up with their fashion trends. the designs are perhaps getting better. i've got my eyes fixed on a couple of their clothings. surprisingly i saw one of the many familiar faces. its a friend that i've known of course. not some kind of celebrity. Haa.. she works there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the Fri event. our very own New Year celebration and gift Xchange. its definitely an event of the yr, filled w laughter, lots of them, yummy food, red wine, short games and quizes.. we're suppose to bring along a gift and we play a game like musical chair? this time round the gift moves around and not the person. so whatever goes around or comes around, the gift that you hold shall be your gift of the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;haa.. gotten Ferrero Prestige. the box of chocolate the way i want it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;imagine theres other gifts like 2 boxes of colgate, a small umbrella passing round. everyone tries hard to shake their hands off them. its was damn funny..&lt;br /&gt;and i actually drank the red wine in the office, pouring from the bottle of unfinished wine into the plastic cup filled with ice and i drank it using a straw... nice TRY. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at a movie event on wed. 12 of us were off to catch "Night At The Museum" at new cathay. haa.. its a MUST WATCH again! ben stiller's night wasn't a nightmare. it was more like a Party, an unsual hilarious scene you'll see. Its incredible, how the director could link up each part and how he shot those scenes to give it the funny feel. REALLY! TRUST ME.. you'll laugh till your jaw drop, tummy cramps, tears out.. SO DO CATCH IT DURING THE HOLIDAYS. DON'T EVER MISS IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be out later for some party night out.. Lets count down to the New Year.. CHEERS~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116754162295096096?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116754162295096096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116754162295096096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116754162295096096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116754162295096096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-festive-season-everyone-im-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116620216139534460</id><published>2006-12-15T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:09:28.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where on earth did the great power came from? when has this power ever reaches me?&lt;br /&gt;power? Yup, and i meant my power of positive thinking. or i meant, i'm being much more positive than i used to be. m i still who i used to be?&lt;br /&gt;i've faced several mishaps, bad news, misfortune, bad days or minor hiccups of a day. and yet i could still live my days off happily and not bothered in any way by the existence of all the many lousy moments that i had. thinking that i could take on almost anything under the sky. how did i do that?? &lt;strong&gt;ANS: WITH MY POWER OF POSITIVE THOUGHTS IN EVERY SINGLE SECOND.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Positive thinking&lt;/em&gt; can eliminate &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hatred, anger and stress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; off your mind. so in some way, you live better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one cannot live off w/o friends. do not despise the power of friends. they can be very influential and can in a way shape a single person through his mind as well. as the chinese says: "friends were just like our 2nd family" &amp; "you depend on your parents back at home and you depend on your friends out in the society".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say that i'd almost been meeting new friends every single day. it goes to everyone else. its sometimes not a matter of chance to be able to meet a friend (&lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt; not meeting a friend by chance), but its a factor on whether you would wish to take the initiative to meet up someone whom you don't know. so do hang out more often with your friends. initiate a gathering to meet up with friends whom you din see for a long time. am looking forward to the outing with the FC members (ppl i've not seen) on this sunday, x'mas steamboat over at linda's house, together with a couple of sec sch mates on the 23rd. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eragon&lt;/strong&gt; The First Chapter of The Inheritance Trilogy. it was superb. i mean its a MUST WATCH obviously. dragons, swords, magic, beautiful plots, and scenes that touches you. and 2 more exciting chapters coming up. we watched it at the new Cathay on wed, further down from PS. was with suwee, ismail, ah long, eugene and 2 new friends that i met, Jeremy and erm.. dunnoe what was the other name. one of them is an Inspector. dun play play.. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with linda and lp for a short outing after work on tues. we went for bowling games as we used to almost had it once every week. and dining out at Hans. it was good to have meet them since the last time they appear physically before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really really looking forward to the start of my new academic year in UniSIM. decided to take up part-time degree. i knew i mentioned before that i wouldn't but... for the sake of helping my family financially and for my wish to further studies, i might have to just try to cope in both ways. working and studying at the same time is not easy. OK.. POSITIVE THINKING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better luck next time. take care you guys... and MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116620216139534460?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116620216139534460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116620216139534460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116620216139534460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116620216139534460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/12/where-on-earth-did-great-power-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116498087555629980</id><published>2006-12-01T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:44:32.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was definitely a gd week and now its weekends!! YES! sup wasn't in at all. he was out for course the entire week. i went to work late.. slack here and there..&lt;br /&gt;but it was still a rewarding week. i learnt hell lots of new things from my other seniors whom i'll need to cover their duties if their on leave. finally had the chance to claim meal allowances for Oct &amp; Nov. could bearly survive on the NS allowance i'm getting, moreover i overspent and resulted myself to be on the verge of declaring myself complete "bankruptcy" !! m glad money's coming in again in a couple more of days. w the meal allowances i believe it would be a good month (Dec).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 1st trip to PLB at Paya Lebar on wed. my 1st experience to sit in a Police Van. my 1st chance to have my senior (despatch driver) to drive us there. my 1st time seeing him doing the "Tokyo Drift". LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ANW, we all there to collect our Hush Puppy Shoes. Really comfortable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's well doesn't mean there ain't any hiccups over the week. been running around like hell cos the telelift failed on us every now ans then. on missions to search for missing Files. etc. damn HETIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was out for lunch most of the days this week. usually i'll just hv lunch in our cafeteria. And, Balastier! the famous name to link with tasty treats. lots of Tau Sa Piah Shops too... hehe. Yup. the street we frequent during lunch time. on thur we went to this shop that sells fresh water fishes. colleagues wanna buy some fish to fill up their tanks in office. i saw this very small, beautiful lobster they were selling. white on the front and orange on its back shell. really brilliant! n its 10 bucks. worth the money but i've no idea if i really wanted to keep one. they also sell small sting ray.. beside those common fresh water fishes. my heart itches. thought of keeping fishes. but... oh well nvm. i was in seconday sch when i last kept fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what! we had a fun time at Old PA. at the long kang("drain") near blk 24.&lt;br /&gt;it was lunch time today and we walked all the way to Old PA. the sky condition don't look promising. trust me. my purpose was there to eat, and colleagues, were there to catch fishes at the long kang. haa.. the scene brought all of us back to the old times, where small kids carry their bucket and nets to catch fishes in slow flowing small streams.. the senior officer's and her children were also present. both of them were really cute and adorable. and all of us couldn't escape from getting bites from blood suckers. surrounding were a full greenery. nice... soon it started raining, we rushed off and we got a ride in officer's car back to MHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116498087555629980?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116498087555629980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116498087555629980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116498087555629980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116498087555629980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-was-definitely-gd-week-and-now-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116454403002540077</id><published>2006-11-27T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:51:37.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~ &lt;strong&gt;NewsFlash&lt;/strong&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rainie Yang's 3rd Album coming up in Feb 2007&lt;br /&gt;2. Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix gonna be out in July 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having mentioned 'Harry'. i'ld also like to tok abt TCM. i've heard that Texas Chainsaw Massacrer (R21) was a total GROSS OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;comments - i thought its was not advisable for the faint-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;however thats what i heard from my colleague and i wanna watch it. who else would like to take up the challenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;comments - just gotten 2 GV tickets worth 2 dolars each, available for any movie, any time slot. YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've been to 3 barbeques in the month of November. was that a lot?? 1st was my seniors birthday chalet at DownTownEast. 2nd was Su Wee's bbq session at his condo with his church friends and 3rd was Pearlyn's birthday chalet at HomeTeamNS at Bukit Gombak 25th Nov.&lt;br /&gt;well, almost 4th one i gotta attended. which falls on the same evening as Pearlyn's, it was Peiyi's birthday chalet at her auntie's apartment in Hougang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of rushing off from Pearlyn's chalet to attend Peiyi's but its kind of draggy at Pearlyn's place until i don't hv the time to rush over. and morever JUST LOOK AT THE DISTANCE! haa. i'm really sorry that i din turn up at Peiyi's chalet when i actually promised that i will. SO SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my initial intention was not to 'Thon' overnight. but somehow i did. anywayz.. it was a drowsy night out. we were like playing games we can think of. And forfeit?? to become a drunkard of course. Wendy brought her Absolut Vodka (40% alch). and for the 1st time i made myself drink starting from sips to gulps in the end. the burning sensation down the throat and into the stomach.. Wah.. it wasn't within my imagination. but i like the sensation and thats when i take Gulps.. LOL. after all our objective was to finish up the entire bottle w/o mixing with any other drinks. usually ppl will mix with coke, sprite or some kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/58/1709/1600/230529/ABSOLUT_VODKA_1liter_lys_hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/58/1709/200/380470/ABSOLUT_VODKA_1liter_lys_hi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drank quite an amount last night. my face turned damn red and warmer. i was almost gone. almost incapable of myself. still a little sober enough to help them clear up the table and rubbish, stack up the chairs etc. but my head was spinning, i doubt i could even walk in a straight line. the feeling was gd. LOL. but i can say that it really feels good to be drunk.. you do and say what u want when ur mind takes ontrol over u. feeling rather moody few days back.. perhaps i should go for more liqour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116454403002540077?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116454403002540077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116454403002540077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116454403002540077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116454403002540077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/11/newsflash-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116454123073121703</id><published>2006-11-27T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:16:41.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Tribute to Dr. Toh ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've came to know Dr Toh when i visited him at his clinic in sengkang some time just before my enlistment. I'm really grateful that i've met a person like him. he's a gift from the heavens of all mankind. Truly. i'll describe him as a savior to mankind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's friendly. he listens to patients and attends to their problems or needs, giving the most detailed attentions he could. he does his best to help. he has charisma. hes professional, modest. he dealt with every patients complaints seriously.&lt;br /&gt;THERES SIMPLY TOO MUCH OF GOOD PERSONALITIES I SEE IN HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i visited him to clarify my medical condition then. he took his time to explain how i developed the condition and all. overall it was a good conversation. i'm thankful for his patience. hoping that he could help make a refferal to a hospital. he contacted the doctors in the diretory he has in his namelist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received this sms from an unknown number the day after. how nice i thought. it was actually from Dr. Toh, informing that the refferal letter was ready for collection. no doubt. each single action he took, every single step he does reaches out and really touches his patients heart. and until today, i still have his sms in my mobilephone w his no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Dr. Toh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116454123073121703?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116454123073121703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116454123073121703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116454123073121703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116454123073121703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/11/tribute-to-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116351250135583802</id><published>2006-11-14T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:55:01.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;13\nov" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea if 13th nov, dis day, would actually "act" as a curse to me from then till my next life. For it'd brought me real bad luck.. or i meant it was the worst day i ever had, the most disgusting, the unluckiest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. what happened was..&lt;br /&gt;it was my duty tht day to arrive at the office early to collect and distribute the newspapers to all the depts. sorry to say that i only managed to arrived at 8am instead of 0730hrs. as usual, i dragged along dis noisy trolley all the way to the guardhouse. loaded my trolley w the papers. n dis guy came by n instructed me to leave a few copies for other dept in their letter boxes. god damn.. i totally forgot about tht when i was been taught by my senior. i was puzzled when i saw the load that seemed to be larger than usual. then i remembered it includes newspapers for sat n sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at office.&lt;br /&gt;found tht my partner wasn't there. i panicked.. its only my 3rd time handling all those. and the director of finance wants his papers to be on his desk by 8am. its 815am. n the thing was that i din noe what papers to give. cos every dept has diff sets of papers. n i can't believe i unbundled everything and scattered the papers in every corner i can find. GREAT.. now everything is in a whole mess. other seniors arrived and saw the devastating state i'm in. they start sorting according to depts and i could see their faces.. (stressed up face). i felt bad cos i merely stood aside watching them doing it and i can't offer any help. whats more! i'm there blocking their way.&lt;br /&gt;papers wrongly sorted, papers went mising, shortages... all sorts of shit came. i thought i was in Deep Shit.. and they re-sort everything from scratch once again but we aren't lucky enough to get away w shortages. i would be blamed obviously, cos i collected the papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta fetch a cover over at the guardhouse. up in the sky came a bad signal. entire sky was covered by dark clouds.. i was unarmed(umbrella), all i had was a trolley. i ran to the guardhouse hoping that i could still get back to office n make it in time b4 it ever starts raining. as soon as i've signed for the cover.. it came pouring.. KUYASHIYI!! i stood waiting.. but it seems to be getting heavier.&lt;br /&gt;a familiar look caught my eye.. its lewis.. i nv expect to see him here. i tot he was just delivering something or what.. in fact he also Nsmen like me working there. alrite this guy here is my sec sch fren. hadn't been seeing him for damn long.. haa its really a coincident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite. one of my senior came w an umbrella, pushing a trolley and on top was a container.. i tot he was there to resuce me. but i was wrongly. he was there to collect newspaper. nevertherless, i put my things in tht container to prevent them from getting wet. i've got other things to do, no choice but to chiong my way in the rain back to the tower w my senior. we are getting close.. but something bad happened. my senior was behind pushing the trolley w heavy stuffs on it.. n me, pushing an empty trolley.. at one moment i sensed something bad would happen. the next moment i turned my head around and saw my senior collapsed onto the wet ground. everything was overturned. i ran over to help him out... it was a funny scene. being wet and drenched... and he fell down.. my shoe was soaked.. damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116351250135583802?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116351250135583802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116351250135583802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116351250135583802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116351250135583802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/11/13nov-monday-ive-no-idea-if-13th-nov.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116291428426665986</id><published>2006-11-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:44:51.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shiawase!! there was this sudden surge in me to hunt for a nice chocolate to reward myself for a long day's work. the best was that i finished the entire bar of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meiji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dark Chocolate all by myself. thts just so nice.. umai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n on top of that.. i'd a nice rest during work. i nearly slept for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;40mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my sitting position w my eyes closed w the risk of the director or my sup coming by anytime. haa... but i DID IT.. yahoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i begin to like the job i'm in for. its rather slack actually as compared to my other squadmates at other levels. they are over thrown with tons of load. yup.. ain't kidding. then y do u think i'd the time to hv a nice sleep... haa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i felt tht i'm just more than a despatcher. a courier? a messenger? or a postman? LOL.. it could be ALL of the above. yeah.. i mean i fetch newspapers in the morning, distribute them to each dept at every floor... i collect n sort postages or mails... i deliver files and mails and get them to sign against the despatch book. SO WHO AM I? haa... n during free time we sit ard chit chat n slp... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were only part of my job.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;probably 5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? peanuts... alrite, its been a SLOW day today... really SLOW compared to yst. maybe theres seriously nth to do today. thts the reason. i'm just too SLACK!!! THROW ME SOME WORK! whahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food at the cafeteria they have... erm... i should say "COULDN"T BE BETTER" haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically i hv nth more to be fussy abt regarding my world at work.. cos really SK! haa...&lt;br /&gt;what i really need now was to spend some thoughts on how i should tell her reagarding my feelings and whats in my mind. n i just hope she won't get too emotional or to deliver much negative conclusions from what i gonna say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116291428426665986?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116291428426665986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116291428426665986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116291428426665986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116291428426665986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/11/shiawase-there-was-this-sudden-surge.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116239429736201760</id><published>2006-11-01T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:47:29.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its too &lt;em&gt;FAST&lt;/em&gt; to be &lt;strong&gt;TRUE&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;its only my 2nd day for official work and yet i got to see your true color. truer than ever.&lt;br /&gt;should i consider myself lucky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to work this morning and got pissed with the clearance. gt stucked at the entrance becos of a damn shit tht the security at the counter claimed that my name's nt in the system&lt;strong&gt;?!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Bull shit!&lt;/strong&gt; n filling up forms after forms, calling for this and that. DO you think I've gt the entire day to spare&lt;strong&gt;?!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite.. i'll accept that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arrived at my Department feeling refreshed and prepared for a gd day. i sat before my sup. he starts w a very uninteresting question trying to evoke myself to get the conversation started. n from the nxt moment, he has to make a DAMN BIG FUSS about my attire. Do you have a problem with that!! &lt;strong&gt;Now whats the BIG deal?!&lt;/strong&gt; I knew you told me to be in plain top, proper biz pants n leather shoes. ALRITE!... m sorry!... that i came w over fanciful shirt, jeans n sneaks. BUT PLS.. PLS..! have your eyes positioned at everyone else! the seniors looked just like what i am. so what does that mean! do u mean they can wear whatever they like and i hv to be exceptional? haa! pls.. dun make me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i returned to my desk, sitting down, putting my stuffs. nobody came to me. no instructions from anyone. NOPE. absolutely NOTHING. and "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U"&lt;/span&gt; came by... n saw that i gt nth to do, lazing ard while others are busy.. n he asked me to stick to ivan and learn from him. n All that i did was simply telling U that ivan had gone through the basics w me b4 n i've gt some idea of what his area of work is. and must u FUCKING try to pick on me and say something thats really sensitive?! are you trying to reprimand, are you trying to be dominant or are you trying to just tell me nt to mess w u. i can tell u, i dun give a F DAMN SHIT about U... listen up!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm neither lazing ard doing nth nor am i a free rider!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dun hv to worry abt me giving u problems.. cos i can't be bothered!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116239429736201760?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116239429736201760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116239429736201760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116239429736201760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116239429736201760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-too-fast-to-be-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116221167614080425</id><published>2006-10-30T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T20:34:42.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rite.. i considered myself having a really &lt;strong&gt;DAMN bad&lt;/strong&gt; day today! SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;first i got stung by an insect on my neck which i din manage to had my eyes on it when i gt to the station. i dunnoe where it came from, i guess it all started when i was at the bus-stop waiting this morning and something small dropped from the ceiling onto my head. i tot i've gotten rid of it. but well.. &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING PEST&lt;/strong&gt;! It better die! i had the sting in my neck from morning and had it removed only when i reached home w a tweezer an hour ago. i hope it wasn't venemous. n the sting was so damn tiny, but looks really sharp and deadly. my mom said it belongs to a bee.. and i tot it was a spidy.. oh well suffered from burning pain when it striked, m still w the slight bulge there. veins underneath hurts, i dunnoe Y. its amazing how powerful a sting can be when the sting was ONLY 0.1mm in ur flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second.. i nv hated writing minutes. in fact i enjoyed doing it before. And now, ever since this trainer came into my life, my life was atorture. he taught us how its been done n today was the 3rd day we touched on minutes. &lt;strong&gt;GOD DAMN!&lt;/strong&gt; its him who made me felt so reluctant and being so &lt;strong&gt;TURN OFF!&lt;/strong&gt; he tries to act &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DOMINANT&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;HATE U!&lt;/strong&gt; i was feeling so impatient and the few of us were like so damn pissed!&lt;br /&gt;"Please la! i had enough of your nonsense! we don't enjoy a single piece of shit about your lesson!" and its gd we only gt to see him for the last day tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to my areas of work on wed. it would be my 3rd day there. i've still gt hell lot to learn.. the only thing i noe was how to operate the tele-lift thingy which is FUN.. i hope i could survive in that dept. its a bit dull and i can't really click w the seniors. and the best is i can't tell anything from my supervisor from his face. thats a sign of danger... one wrong move, n i'm doomed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its really time to plan for my studies. it took me all this while to come up w the decision to further my studies. but i just can't take up any part-time degrees for now. i simply lack the confidence. studying after NS would be too draggy cos i've gt lots of things that i wanna do. no matter what i must be prepared!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116221167614080425?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116221167614080425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116221167614080425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116221167614080425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116221167614080425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/10/rite.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116151787065462334</id><published>2006-10-22T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:02:38.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;(1910) Day.&lt;/strong&gt; damn tired. we're back at HTA early in the morning, at our Coy, at our bunk... we're doing De-kitting this day. its the last fatigue we gonna be doing and even the last day we are able to step into the bunk. our OC came to inspect the rooms making sure its in itp-top condition, spick and span, sparkling clean.. LOL. then we finally got our NSmen Ez-link card. I dunnoe y everyone seemed excited over it.. c'mon its just a card.. on top of that, award winners like me.. LOL.. oops. got the certs for those award we've gotten like the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[Best in Studies, Best Trainee and Best in Field.]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;POWER!&lt;/strong&gt; gone for the last lunch at the mess, our last meal ever. LOL.. back from the mess. was suppose to be dimissed after that. thanks to some squad, who din do fatigue, the coy commandant hold the entire lot of us back... everyones still with shiny boots, since POP is over.. we shall destroy its look. so everybody went crazy, going round stepping and ruining everybody's boots.. mine is totally disfigured.. argh!! damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite.. finally we gt to leave.group of us went to vivocity.. it took us a while and a little debating b4 we came up with the decision to be there. cos its centralised.. i've been there once b4 its newly opened. its really big, more new shops opened, the place is well-lited, filled with ppl. headed for Gv.. we gonna catch a movie.. could it b "the prestige?", "world trade center?", "death note?". a no. of us din really like WTC. michael was like kind of disappointed cos he wanted to watch Death Note so much and some others wanted WTC. haiz... he left haldway cos majority sided WTC. i din like it either but just join in. felt kind of bad cos i persuaded michael to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could no longer take it anymore, so i slept during the show. i can't believe some others said it was nice.. haa.. and some like me, who was being "con" says no good to WTC. but i agreed that its really touching towards the end of the show.after that we had Carls Jr. Yeah.. its been so long since i last had it. we had a nice talk. we felt really different after POP. and moreover, we gonna go to where we are being posted to the next day which is on fri. so its means we all gonna be saparated... sad!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116151787065462334?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116151787065462334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116151787065462334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116151787065462334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116151787065462334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/10/1910-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116136531483662814</id><published>2006-10-21T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:31:17.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;week 15, Day3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1810)&lt;/span&gt; marked the finale of our basic training in HTA. after the POP, our Title of TSC - trainee special constable shall then be known as Offical PO w title of SC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repetitive rehearsals doesn't come to waste after all. it made every squad treasure even more, esp the time left together, marching in a parade n we did build stronger bonds. everyone got tanned during full day rehearsals all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1610) Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i still remembered i went to see MO regarding my sorethroat and had LD for 2days. i skipped both rehearsals tht entire day. LOL. &lt;em&gt;boo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ck!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was back in the squad on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1610) Evening.&lt;/strong&gt; it was a happening night after lights off at 2030hrs. heard some noises initially from upper levels of the coy. we all thought the trainees were just cheering cos gonna POP soon. but unexpectedly we saw ppl at the upper levels and ppl of the same coy level holding their pillows and instigating ppl of another bunk of another squad to a "pillow fight". trust me the scene is brutal. and so within that 1hr + or so. everyone just hit whom ever they see and barging into ppl's bunk to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kickass!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; its a Pillow Fight nite! unfortunately, 2 of our other bunkmates were attacked. haa.. and what happen to us? we just watched at the doors and close immediately whenever somebody dashed towards our direction. after awhile, some of us eventually went to sleep and can't be bothered by the fight. Zzz.. another squad at Delta Coy role played the STAR Unit in the dark. crossing over to our coy to initiate another battle. LOL. but nt w pillows this time... and nt knowing the reason, they withdrawn like 5mins after taking action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1710) Evening 5:50pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TSC CCH received his award on stage during the Graduating Dinner. Presenting the award was DC. though we had the usual mess food on Grad Binner, all trainees were still in high spirit. watching the clip reviewing all the pics of e precious + candid moments of HTA life caught on cam in sequential order according to squads. &lt;strong&gt;those were the days man! we had it! 124 RULZ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1810) Day 0900am.&lt;/strong&gt; commencement of parade rehearsal. the last ever rehearsal we gonna hv. sure u bet, everyone were lethargic and slow in movement. cos of the lack of slp i guess and also booking-in in the early morning. we were so reluctant to lift up our legs to a standardized requirement of 90 degree angle bent. we managed to finished everything by 11+. Next, Boots Polishing. to demostrate the smart look of a POP officer, we gt to upkeep a good image and prepare for the POP in the coming evening. Good news.. Donavan woke me up from my nap and hasted me to his bunk cos FI got something to deal w him. what was it? whowo.. FI gonna present him the rank of Corporal. So he would be SC Corporal Donavan and he must wear it during the POP. getting the rank was no easy job, he got to do diamond push-up spelling out the word C.O.R.P.O.R.A.L. each alphabet.. frm A.. till the alphabet that is to be spelled in the entire word. he gave up halfway and changed to doing Jumping Jacks instead. out of the whole squad, hes the only best guy who got Promoted. CONGRATULATIONS!! DON! he deserved the rise. thumbs up! and following the rise, he gonna receive the "Best Trainee" award witnessed by all the guests and high ranking senior officers on the actual Parade. Cool huh... we are all proud of him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1810) Evening 05:00pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time has come. getting ready and adjusting our uniforms, pro shiny boots that are glass-liked. prepared for the last battle. our POP. FI came to our coy and we had our uniform inspected. and off we head to BLK12 to hide before taking position for the POP. time ticks away imprudently. the time for the start of the parade draws nearer each second the time ticks off. lots of families, GOH, guests and officers had arrived and seated at the grandstand. the POP on the actual day wasn't a perfection. but its sure a moment we're proud off and i'll nv forget in my life. after all its a parade for myself and for everyone who graduated in this 124th intake. after BESURAI, we hugged in circles, shouting our SQ no. and POP! YO! haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my parents and we gathered, heading to harmony hall for dinner. but we only eat the delicacies, the cakes. we had our meals out later on. its a nice feeling that ur parents watch u in a parade and graduating and passing out in the parade. SON! U HV DONE ME PROUD!.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cry).&lt;/span&gt; haaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116136531483662814?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116136531483662814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116136531483662814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116136531483662814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116136531483662814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/10/week-15-day3-1810-marked-finale-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116085343812474588</id><published>2006-10-15T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T03:46:45.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shopping spree, great dinner, fabulous times, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad haze&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; what hv U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed! it was a rewarding day today. no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;i've gotten my 2 T-shirts at FarEast &amp;amp; thanks to my v. lovey dovey dearie n of course w the help of her in selecting the Tees. its been really long since i last SHOP! nice try! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I MUST BE GOOD LOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;met up with dearie at orchard stn initially, n entrance to wisma was blocked somehow. which i dunnoe what its due to. no choice but to detour, mk a big round out of the stn and into wisma again. urge dearie to look at the displays at the Sony roadshow i came acrossed. perfect! T10 - Black Dcam was my favourite. and beside it was T50 w better functionalites, longer battery life. up to 420 shots i guess. (+) plus give aways. U SAY IT! does it still lay a reason for u to bargain!? Answer is NO! GRAB IT!&lt;br /&gt;I was definitely even more into it after the sales assistant explained those +++ factors to us. moreover it has got Black also. but i guess out ultimate choice was still Sony T10. sun was the last chance u could get away w those great deals. think about it! u hv gt nth to lose.. What about ME? sorry folks.. its money matter man! wait till i got myself a goldmine. haa!&lt;br /&gt;not only do the cams captured out heart, the latest Sony Ericsson hp is another item that makes out heart fell for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sony Ericsson k800i, someday i'll make u mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at this Meastro Bistro @ cine which i suggested to give it a try. their ice-creams always look gorgeous in display when we walked past. haa.. lucky we were in time and nt far back of a queue. or in fact we are first in the queue. LOL! Honey Soy Chicken + Straw/B soda + Peach Melba Crepes = our dinner. we nearly developed new &lt;em&gt;SWEET TOOTHS&lt;/em&gt;, eating so much of those sweet stuffs. and this time rd i only get to drink 2 cups of their skyjuices! damn! How dare they deprive my right just like that! LOL. maybe i'll rather try their Fondue or waffle instead the next time rd. looks fantastic! we were like finding strange faces of the workers there. one was kind of expressionless. but i find him quite a nice guy... as he attended to our needs pretty well. alrite enough of all the sweet talks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seemed to get my memories intact as to what week this is, since i entered NS. let me do a count. OHH its the 14th week.. and i'm Posting out soon. YES!!! let me pray damn hard that i kena the best of the best. what posting is that?? i'll tell u guys the nxt time if i get in... LOL. haa.. results of the tests are released. i did fairly well. but considered gd enough to get an award. Hurray. i wasn't excited or overjoyed when i heard that i've gotten the 'Best in Studies' award out of my Squad i'm in. perhaps i already expected it. Chey... arrogant PIG ME! LOL.. but its the truth, i mean i can still live on w or w/o this award. anyone can take my place. be my guest.&lt;br /&gt;POP soon... its on coming &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; evening. nice feeling but leave w unbearable feelings and memories of life in HTA. 14 weeks through... thats fast man. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mess de-kitting,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; posting out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POP YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* [ well i just hope that everything turns out REALLY WELL as of today, n of this moment. same goes to all of u guys out there!! wish me luck! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116085343812474588?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116085343812474588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116085343812474588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116085343812474588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116085343812474588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/10/shopping-spree-great-dinner-fabulous.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116024607220476969</id><published>2006-10-08T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T02:54:45.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been relaxing... REALLY! 1st i ended all my tough days in academy, 2nd i'd a great day out today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I MUST BE GOOD LOR!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL..&lt;br /&gt;y did i say so? it was as though i was been kept indoors for way too long that i'm released only today to get an actual look at the world again. accompanied dearie as she gonna get her &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"million dollar"&lt;/span&gt; cheque.. at the workplc she worked b4 at boatquay. WOW.. she must be rich lor.. c'mon la, its just a hoax.. biggest hoax ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while she was talking to her colleague, i took a slow walk down along the river side. breathing in the air that has a burning smell, up above are the skyscrapers, standard charter bulidings, OCBC, standing tall behind those haze, the shophouses, bars, etc. tourists gg rd.. tking pics.. all despite of the PSI.. LOL. i'm indulging in it.. the common and simply scene at boatquay. its carefree w/o the sight of busy traffic, rushing human crowds... simply fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite.. heading down to marina sq. dearie bought the animal collectibles but wasn't the one she wanted. unless u buy it as an entire set that will comprise of each models. a wish 4 chinchilla was ruined by a nt so nice prickly poccupine when she opened up the box.. aww... dun be sad.. went to look for available movie slots. theres a sudden surge and strong desires in me to watch one.. heex. 1510hrs left 2 rows frm front.. &lt;em&gt;bad bad bad bad bad!! &lt;/em&gt;we gt couples for 1710hrs.. cool rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[STAY ALIVE] here we come! it was chilling when we enter the nt "v. big" theatre. the show had a gd start and throughout, its really F...KING thrilling. excitement builds up in u, biting the lips our yours in every scene u watched. u panicked and think "holy shit! Whats next?! is she gg to die?!" lol.. cos as when u're watching, it seemed that u're under control and being fully penetrated into the game to be one of the characers, facing possible verge of death of any characters therein. and funny parts really makes me feel stupid.. like dropping a crowbar in the game, became a reality... WhAT THE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearie was like feeling uneasy even after the show... guess shes really paranoid and freaked out. but shes alrite now as far as i can see and concern. heez... relax arh!!... get some sleeping pills tonite if needed.. haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing Appetities. what a nice name of the restaurant. yup its where we decide to sit down and hv a nice feast. LOL. they too had big "gulps", arh.arh, m nt referring to 7-eleven.. they hv got big jugs for drinks. similar to those of elephaccino's at NYDC. u all shld try it too... its pretty nice though. available in regular, L and XL from what i can see. heehee.. ordered fries and one resembles sort of chicken gatsu don... but it wasn't named like that in the menu obviously.. nice environment and hangout plc for youngsters was a + point. we had a great talk and meal. +++ points. LOL. nt forgetting, i'll always tell dearie that i'm gonna tk pics of her.. LOL.. and she finally noes how my cam phone can be used.. HURRAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll missed the time today... and its been a fast day... no worries. the next outing will always be better. booking in tml evening... but alrite.. i'm all ready for my POP! lets ROCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEYA GUYS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116024607220476969?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116024607220476969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116024607220476969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116024607220476969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116024607220476969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-relaxing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-116014303649921194</id><published>2006-10-06T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T22:14:04.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ppl... i'm back. yeah. &lt;em&gt;U MUST BE GOOD LOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;YES.. i'm stress free again. i had been like taking time, studying those LAWS in the late nites and kept doing those papers over n over again until i kena scolded by my bunkmates... its killing me.. i almost had a serious headache. some more was chased to go back and slp by the officer on wed nite, who was going rd inspecting barracks like ard 0050hrs. no choice... i even had to hold a torch in my hand in the dark, flashing on my book while my other bunkmates &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god! everythings over...&lt;br /&gt;would like to thank our OC whom had helped us through dis difficult time by giving us papers to do.. all those tipsoff and coachings for the SBT. really enjoy that moment when everybody worked together, studied, stressed out, teamwork for the final boost hoping our enitre sqd32 can pass before POP. today's SBT was &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;peanuts&lt;/span&gt; la... ooops... + it was damn fun!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. next week we've got a lot to do.. intensive POP rehersals, classess, talks, etc.. haa.. but its again &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;peanuts&lt;/span&gt; la... i think i'll really missed my sqd in the HTA life man...! i LOVE MY SQD!!&lt;br /&gt;SALUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been to several interviews soon after our return from IMF to HTA regarding our posting outs. really got heated up sometimes when i'm like having total &lt;strong&gt;ZERO&lt;/strong&gt;! interest then they called me back the 2nd time for another interview.. LAMERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch the movie "STAY ALIVE" leh... who wanna watch with me arh??&lt;br /&gt;hey guys... take care of ya health man... the air pollution is getting worse!! gosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-116014303649921194?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/116014303649921194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=116014303649921194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116014303649921194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/116014303649921194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/10/ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115909612953967380</id><published>2006-09-24T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:20:31.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;23 sept&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm far too long winded so i'll try to cut short.&lt;br /&gt;alrite.. its my happy day Lalala... i met up with linda nad Lp this afternoon and we went to kbox.. its actually quite ex for us cos we only got to sing 3hrs. and the bil counted as 1pax normal rate, 2pax student rate.. haa. dun ask me Y. cos i'm not telling U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that we met up with OWl n his gf over at Heerens. and we're short of one more person at that moment. jh. lol. hes late... we got some problem with figuring out what to have for dinner. nice ambience, good food and it must be cheap or price should be reasonable cos everyone has a budget somehow.. and its getting late, most of the restaurants would hv long queues forming if we dun hurry. so we went to hunt for restaurant while we ask jh to meet us at the location. so we walked out of Heerens, just as i wlaked i saw this advert just near NYDC that shows the new restaurant, Vilage at B1.. of Heerens so i told the others to check it out. nv did we know its just like Marche. haaa... and Marche is what we longed to go for... we are at the right place. finally.. jh arrived and we started to go round queueing for food. nice food... i missed the Rosti and the Ham and Cheese Crepes the most. or was it the mashed potato.. lol. took tons of pics w hp cam there. we talked and joked around like nobodys' business and jh n linda the two of them nv stop bickering for once.. LOl. that made the whole scene looked so laughable. Whaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in total each person were only supposed to pay 13+ with all the dishes we ordered and shared amongst. so who wants free treat, come to me... Whahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to take pics at those photo taking machines, formerly known as neo-prints. i dunnoe whether ppl still uses the term. the machine we chosen was like fun lo.. haa.. got interesting backgrounds.. and we did lots of fancy stuffs on the print-out screen. whaaha.. edit edit edit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for Far east Plaza. throughout the entire day, lp and linda were like so persistent on getting a present. and i again told them its alrite that i dun need it and they can just save up the money.&lt;br /&gt;so on our way.. lp and linda left halfway. and of course i knew what they're up to.&lt;br /&gt;jh bought a bag w the help of my 10% discount card at zinc and he seemed a happy man. lol. so we left and on our way back.. we met lp and linda at the tabled outside KFC. they bought me a swensens ice-cream cake with 2 large, one small candle well-lited w the help of a stranger's lighter. LOL. thank them for the so call "surprise" lol.. the cake was nice on the inside and NOT SO NICE on the outside... haa.. the cake was like stone.. wich i think a plastic knife would break. however the manager at swensens initially do give us plastic knives to cut the cake when linda n lp purchased it. haa... so linda requested to borrow a proper metal knife and promised to return under her name. haa..&lt;br /&gt;alrite thats so nice of all of u hving to help celebrate my birthday eventhought its like over... lol. i'll accept it as a belated birthday celebration. i only intend to have a Gathering Nite but it turn out to be something extra. haa... thanks guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115909612953967380?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115909612953967380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115909612953967380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115909612953967380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115909612953967380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/09/23-sept-i-think-im-far-too-long-winded.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115909444346632199</id><published>2006-09-24T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:40:43.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;22 Sept&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at Old PA for Thank You Brunch they call it.. at their mess. its an event to thank all officers and trainess who have given their part during IMF period. i remembered it was a dark and deserted mess w old, abandoned furnitures and electronics since i last visited. but the mess seemed exceptionally lively today. areas cleaned and brighten up, lunch prepared and the fragrance in the air, tables filled w officers and everyone emits an incredible sense of relieved and happiness from within. And Finally IMF is successfully over.. its gd to see all my squadmates again and the many familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;so we were addressed by Director of PL and he deliverd quite a gd speech to show their appreciation of all efforts from everyone. followed by a clip that diaries and shows faces of all the busy, tiring and united moments where many battled through. and not missing out times of sleep, games and relaxation. its not only a thank U lunch but also a time we show our gratitude as trainess to all the senior officers whom had given us the guidiance and support during IMF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lunch was not bad. quite a selective range of local dishes. after lunch.. everybody starts moving away. few of us went to look for our very nice and kind officer in-charge during the IMF at command centre, DSP Lee. We shooked his hands, thanking him for all his patience and guidance. hope we get to work w him again... alrite.. so we walked w DSP and proceeded on to blk 3 for phototaking and its a MASSIVE one... together w the Director and all other officers. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;event ended. we were stranded at Toa Payoh now. haa. we intend to catch a movie so we find our way to this Entertainment Centre where theres restaurants, a theatre, arcade. Rite.. John Tucker Must Die is a great pick of the month i believed. cos it was damn hilarious.. and apparently John Tucker survived through each move the girls tried to make him feel humiliated and eventually to make him become a LOSER. haa.. Kate was sure funny and cute in there.. and later did i came to know, Don and suwee went up to sit at the couple seats... when we all started to shift out of our original designated seats to find bigger space for each of us.. cos it can be crampy if u sit together w the 5 of us. lol. gotta meet up w glenn and adrain cos ite like we've not for so long since we all enlisted and as if adrain would die if he were to stay at home any longer. hes dying to go out as hes the only one left not enlisted yet. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bidded my friends gdbye.. i headed down to orcahrd to ask for any news for my STAN SMITH.. i can't stop my craze over this adidas shoe.. HAA! disappointment was what i get in the end.. and i've gt hrs to wait for the arrival of glenn and adrian. and they were so damn late.. make me waited for hrs. while at orchard stn waiting, i saw a familiar face, STELLA... haa.. long time no see. i smacked her on her arms as she walked and she hold back and gazed her eyes around me b4 she could eventually recognised me. so i left with her to meet up with the others whom i also know.. haa.. i knew all her gang of friends i guess.. lol. so we tried walking to scotts but in the wrong direction for 2 times cos we were too engrossed talking. we all went to far east and adrain + glenn came couple of minutes later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at NYDC wheellock place. there was a queue b4 us. a big grp of ABCs infront of us.. we were like WTH! nice baked pasta i had. the Three Amigoes.. and what abt elephanccinos?? nah.. not this time.. and after that we went to sit in coffee bean till like 10. really had some nice talk there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115909444346632199?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115909444346632199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115909444346632199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115909444346632199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115909444346632199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/09/22-sept-was-at-old-pa-for-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115894639404260389</id><published>2006-09-23T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:15:22.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DANGER!! reading this entry could be straneous to the eyes. do read back a few times if u feel uncomfort w the eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i noe its becos of the small fonts and the black/white contrast. just tk note!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get it!! each time i submit an entry, the date and time just weren't right when it reflects in the blog. theres an obvious delay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;21 Sept - Thurs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt an exceptional happiness for my 21&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt; birthday on 21st Sept. haa.. and that made it the double 21s. its also the last day i stepped into the historical property named old 2PDF camp where i spent my days and night, be in the command centre, work there, sleep there and what hv U. asri, me, suwee n donavan were called back on this day cos its mess de-kitting but it originally started the day before. just a little more and the job is done but i admit i was lazing around, not helping the others but i still do carry heavy stuffs (= strong) haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me.. i suddenly came across these in one of the testimonials my friend wrote for me and in it, he mentioned "For-Real Guy". u noe who that is? thats me.. and i quite like the name my squadmates gave. lol. so u ppl better call me that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite, back to the story. glad to see michael, weeleong, wee kian and Gab at PDF. are they here to pay us a visit?? haa.. they got posted to Geylang NPC for IMF. so we were there slacking, playing karoms, darts n fortunately we(asri, me, suwee n don) got to go off early near 1+pm but nt the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me no.2.. my mum just hand me an 'ang bao' as a token for my birthday. i did say "no need la" but she walked away and said "u've grown up, u're 21..." i really don't wish to accept the money cos since i've grown up then i shall not take anymore of their money.. haiz.. its a SIN !!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite, and we went to marina sq. 1st stop bowling.. i treated all of them for the games. it was a horrible sight seeing me thrusting the 'BALLS'. i'm a loser and my standard dropped way down and farfetch compared to suwee and don. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what happened to me??&lt;/span&gt; i wonder if they're national players for sg. lol. Donavan scored 166 followed by 121 who played like simply "PRO". suwee not bad 100+ oso and me.. guess them. we made tons of jokes throughout the game. and asri actually complained to me abt his left arm being trembling n weak.. haa.. parkinson? next pool.. donavan claimed 'its on the "house", no problem' w great great affirmative. we started with the normal rounds, Donavan took the lead and the game changed to having a need to protect 5 BALLS?? alrite, heres how it goes, each person take charge of equally divided no. of BALLS. like 1-5, 6-10, 10-15. each person protects their own grp of BALLS. objective is to hit all BALLS of all remaining opponents and u win. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;erm.. CRYSTAL?&lt;/span&gt; can i hear some feedback from the reader that u do understand what i explained?? and throughout, Donavan won the most games. no matter how hard suwee and i teamed up. y din i mention abt asri? he din participate in bowling as well as the pool games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan.. cos of asri we need to consider the restaurants serving halal dishes. we ended up at Jack's place. but how? we asked if the food served are halal, n a grinning, courteous and enthu waiter acknowledged tht and ushered us in. no chance to resist his warmth welcome. was my 1st time stepping into a place that belong's to.. erm whos tht?? Jack?? &lt;strong&gt;yeap but&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;does it?? y's tht?well.. nvm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we had our order placed. suwee n Don requested permission to go toilet at the same time, before leaving i saw from their expression like already 'bakat' to do something that reflects something which might not be a gd sign. probably they were out to buy something to sabo me or to get me a present. they went for quite sometime so i called suwee up and he said they were still in the toilet, stomachache.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What??! for like 20 over mins and both at the same time?! u r telling me that?!&lt;/span&gt; i can't tahan, really got to ans my natures call... both chaps were in their seats when i came back, sniggering. asri?? expressionless.. chaps told me to look under the table for present, i tot i won't fall for their tricks. but i was force to look under. i saw nth, and they asked me to go further in. haa. a wise man like me won't do such a stupid thing. but their actual intention was to bash me up under the table.. crap rite... haiz.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;childs play&lt;/span&gt;. lol&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i enjoyed their lobster bisque v. much.. best soup ever.. and there were some debate abt their steak. which i shall nt say.. while hving desserts, light music came, lights toned down.. we all thought they did that to create an ambience for birthday celebration. but we were all wrong. nth gt to do w us. LOL. was pretty bloated then and the waitress suddenly brought up an apple crumble w ice-cream to us and placed it infront of asri. i din noe he ordered that.. neither did the both SOTONG chaps thought he did. for the 2 chaps did already ordered for it but didn't noe its looks and thought the crumble wasn't ours. LOL. was a damn big joke. but it was indeed the apple crumble ordered for me secretly by the chap bros. haa. it does not come w a candle when they told the waitress to do so when the order was placed. lame! looking at the crumble infront of me this time, i stammered... i don't noe what to say. i simply felt grateful in my heart and i really appreciate what they did for me. but i &lt;strong&gt;SERIOUSLY CAN EAT NO MORE!&lt;/strong&gt; i had a little and the chaps eaten them all. LOL. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAO GUI!!&lt;/span&gt; BILLS. i can't believe when i saw the bill it was like 3 digits + decimal points. LOL. BUT its on the house. and this time... on "MY" house LOL. but i don hv enuff to pay the entire bill. so ended up, Donavan got to come up w 20bucks MORE to save us all from washing dishes @ "place of Jack". LOL. jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was later pushed along by the chaps and said we're gg to shop for my present.. they claimed they couldn't think of what to buy for me and afraid that i might nt like it. this goes to show that they were out to hunt for presents during their "toilet break". but Y push?? cos i was reluctant. i dun wish money to be spent on getting presents. cos i dun nid them. so i often tell my friends around me, not to get presents for me. if i want anything, i'll get it by my own means. but persistently they pushed and dragged me ard. we went str8 into this boutique which i din even see the name. they grabbed wateva shirt they see, asking for my opinion. but i wasn't intersted. and we saw this jacket and asked if theres discount for birthday babies. and YES u got it! 15% for that jacket and its 89bucks if we were to take it. but we told them we'll go round to look for other stuffs. rite.. abandoned. we were curious and we went into SKIN, an apparel boutique.. DO enter if only u are filthy rich. haa.. TRUST ME! dragged n pulled, arrived at Topman. alrite... i knew those weren't my style. they tot of getting the Topman shopping card for me where credits can be topped and give the card as a gift. but it turns out to be, not ideal. cos topman stuffs don't suit me.. i wanted to go adidas @ citylink to enquire abt a shoe. n there lies a basketball jacket that i aimed for. its 129bucks. i showed them the jacket when we arrived. it cost a boom... its nt cheap either.. and yet the chap bros were willing to share and to spent on that, jus becos i like it and its my birthday?!! they must be out of their mind! i really don't appreciate that kind of spending craze of theirs. i dun want to make ppl spend becos of me.. i'll feel guilty.. so PLEASE PPL, DON'T EVER DO THAT!!.. but i'm glad i hv these squadmates or rather FRIENDS we call it. lol. they're SUPERB!! haa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rite, we left adidas and Don gonna head down to somerset, asri back home.. me, on a quest to look for my Fav. sneaker. (Adidas Stan Smith.) gt the info to try out peninsula plaza for Fedar Sports ( the name of the shop) from the assistant whom i talked to when enquiring on the traces of the shoes. suwee was kind enough to go w me to search for the shoe. we went to every shop that sells shoes, asking... searching high n low.. but to no avail..&lt;br /&gt;and now i left with one last hope. QUEENSWAY...&lt;br /&gt;u think this shit ends here??.... prepare for story dated 22 Sept.. to be con't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115894639404260389?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115894639404260389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115894639404260389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115894639404260389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115894639404260389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/09/danger-reading-this-entry-could-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115868395062172636</id><published>2006-09-19T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T01:00:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TADA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ppl! i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;so touched to see my adidas blog again... haa. i'm in a good mood today and until now.. happy like hell.. RED BULL GIVES U WINGS~ .. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;argh~! what am i toking again.. nvm abt that..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hv being uttering rubbish lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lrite let me start w my compo..&lt;br /&gt;hate blogging sometimes cos its time concern, which i don't hv any chance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;was on night shift for IMF duty yst but i've gt something on in e afternoon. i was at Orchard at 2pm and for 6hrs i stayed there before i made a move for cityhall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incident 1:&lt;/strong&gt; as i walked into wisma, i saw this family at a shoe boutiqe. mum busying trying on, dad taking pic of his cute little daughter (aged 3+??) w his hp, whom was trying on a white heel n apparently it seemed over sized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incident 2:&lt;/strong&gt; was crossing the junction towards Lido. mid-way thru, an averagely loud bang sounded ( as an ordinary level a human being would emphasize.. haa). followed by some shocking screams of ladies and curious beings like me, turned and saw this old man on e ground, debris?? of course.. one undamaged trolley, a carton, some empty drink cans lying on the road were found. &lt;strong&gt;HE WAS KNOCKED !!&lt;/strong&gt; by a vehicle believed to be a taxi, was too late to note when it all happened. and pedestrains, including me were looking and standing in the middle of the road, the traffic light counting down... i must hv lost my mind if i still dun move when the counter gets to zero. LOL. fortunately the old man wasn't hurt, he stood up w his trolley. a TP was there to assist the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incident 3:&lt;/strong&gt; arrived at lido and i went to look at some adidas jacket and velcro shoes. no likings for any.. but managed to hook out some info w the help of the lady sales assistant. i asked her regarding the velcro shoe, the one w 3 velcro of diff matching color each, the one i mentioned in my prev entry. there were 3 assorted colors for the same model if i'm wrong. haa.. i always buy goods at last last min, only when they dun hold such past stocks any more, then i will start to hunt for them. jus like the adidas shoe i have now. Haa.. was advised that i should approach outlet at Marain sq. thats their main outlet w direct contact to manufacturers and inventories. I'll try my luck there soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incident 4:&lt;/strong&gt; judging that i still had nearly 4hrs before its time to head for cityhall, i decided to purchase a movie ticket. "can i hv one ticket to the haunted apartments." i told the lady at counter. 5.25pm i indicated, B6 was my seat directly infront and in the middle of the screen. 2nd row from the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rating indicators:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Organisation n storyline: ****&lt;/strong&gt; - unpredictably well planned and organised storyline. WELL DONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear Factor: *&lt;/strong&gt; - u r indeed paying "NOT TO GET SCARED."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plot n cast: ****&lt;/strong&gt; - nice mix and match of various characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visual effects n production: **&lt;/strong&gt; - rather fake w the computer effects to create the scariness.&lt;br /&gt;(above ratings to be considered as out of 5 for each)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;time to work!! back at my IMF duties... haiz.. another day. boring... but it wasn't so when some officers actually went to hunt for the DVD player brought up to the command centre for us. he played the LOTR the 3 part of the entire triology. its the part that i missed... the only part.. thank god.. i'm able to catch it and i think its the best out of the 3... SUPERB! THUNMBS UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished stasia today and i gotta wish darren tml and the day after was my turn. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! haa...&lt;br /&gt;i think sept was the month w most ppl that i know hving their bdaes. haa... thats great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE IDOL.. who can explain to me why is jasmine out?! did u all not vote for her ? and y not?! U BETTER EXPLAINED OR I'll NV SPEAK A WORD TO U EVER AGAIN... haaa.... i dun think i sounded worked up do i ?? LOL more like ranting and raving like mad dog... anyway... i think Hady would win... my pressumsion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115868395062172636?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115868395062172636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115868395062172636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115868395062172636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115868395062172636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/09/tada-ppl-im-back-so-touched-to-see-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115795837193740015</id><published>2006-09-11T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T15:09:03.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ADIDAS RULZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent ard 40mins to done up the new blogskin. hope i din left out anything. Whoo.. 'adidas. the best sports brand in the world for me. was searching for blogskins and i came across a line while i was viewing that says "most people who like this skin also like, etc..." and i saw adidas and it came to my mind that i should look for it. and there it is waiting for me. my eyes "sparkled" abit.. lol. the first adidas shoe w green velcros you see, actually attracted me all these while. i was captured by its "beauty". haa. thats one of the shoe i'm gonna get. but seemed rare now, cos its out for like "decades" lo... argh! nvm.. all i knew was that this blogskin was really fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad that i had a great talk with her last nite...&lt;br /&gt;i'm suppose to look out for W-INDS new singles but i din hv the time. and their latest single was a few days back..&lt;br /&gt;alrite m hungry now... and gonna be in IMF duty like a couple of hrs more. will be home only on tuesday morning.. GOD! alrite. wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115795837193740015?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115795837193740015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115795837193740015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115795837193740015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115795837193740015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/09/adidas-rulz.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115777948747249691</id><published>2006-09-09T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T13:24:47.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>better get on w some talkings in here before i dun even hv the chance to. mentioned IMF duties earlier on. i'm deployed at the old PDF camp. the camp has been a LONG... history. it was there in 1950s. gosh.. imagine its present state. not renovated. dark, dirty corridors. heavy weird stenches everywhere. narrow steps on stairs. termites infested walls and doors made of wood. bad ventilation, no lights and fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not too bad.. the place i worked in is air-conditioned and meals provided ar rather gd. no reason for further complains. received news that deployed starts one day earlier, which is tml. instead of on the prefixed, monday. gonna work in shifts like from 9am to 9pm?? i've not seen the exact schedule but roughly thats how the shifts are like. bad life... or i mean NO LIFE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would rather go back to HTA for my daily trainings than going to the camp elsewhere to do some other jobs. haa. back at HTA life is much more simple, fun and unstressful.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously lack of communication w my loved ones and friends...&lt;br /&gt;how can i ever make up to them when time are lost... WTH am i doing NS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*i wish its my ORD when i wake up the next morning. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115777948747249691?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115777948747249691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115777948747249691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115777948747249691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115777948747249691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/09/better-get-on-w-some-talkings-in-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115738285139553435</id><published>2006-09-04T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:30:17.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>week 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED IT!! argh! was telling dearie that i lost all of my "favourites" which i din manage to do backup just b4 my bro did the merciless FORMATTING yesterday night!! all the web links, blogs,etc are there!! crying over spilled milk?? u say it!! i'm crying over my STUPIDITY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its week 9. today was the mass de-kitting from barrack, its time when reservicemens came to stay in our barrack, so we hv to move out. alrite.. i passed my shooting, i passed my drill test and whats next? gonna be IMF World Bank deployment under the service and support logistics dept. 12hrs shift intervals?? hope not. PRAY HARD!!! PLSSSS! busy and tight schedules in weeks to come. i wonder how long i have to tolerate these. and after this event we gonna stay-in again and prepare for final law exam and POP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would all mean that i will have lesser time for my personal life. rite? my dearie.. haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely having fun in camp for the past weeks or should i say since day 1?? HTA opening ceremony just ended last saturday. it was rather a BURNING HOT day and but fun... then was with wee kian, donavan and wee leong, hanging ard at cck lot1 after the parade in the afternoon. we were like gg into the arcade spending almost or nearly a 100bucks if added the expenditure for the 4 of us, getting ourselves indulge in the virtual gaming "spree". lol. i'm pretty sure u guys do know about the basketball machine. i admit that i was indeed addicted to that. i nv knew it could be that challenging and fun in my entire life. after all the games, movie. "SNAKES ON A PLANE" which i actually said it that fast and it became "SNAKES OF A PLANE" while purchasing the "tix" LOL. rather a average show but still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HTA concert was like "happening". Y with the clasues ?? cos i din attend throughout. thought we could catch a glimspe at Fiona Xie. but too bad not sure if she was even there that night. but we saw the 4 finalist of Singapore idol, Maia Lee, shes HOT~,hmm... michelle chia's nt bad too.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought badminton racket but din manage to play a single game today. we planned to had our games in the multi-purpose hall in camp but only after 7pm that we are allowed to use. we de-kitted ard 3+. so what do they expect?? to wait ?? they must be joking. so we thought we could get to nearest sports hall or CC to book a court but theres not available courts when we arrived at TECK WHYE CC. disappointed and disheartening... haa. so we took bus back to cck stn and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. even of all the celebs.. signing off. brain dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*i guess i needed a change of my blogskin. agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115738285139553435?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115738285139553435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115738285139553435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115738285139553435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115738285139553435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/09/week-9.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115661511920755868</id><published>2006-08-27T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:18:06.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>week 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates!&lt;br /&gt;had a nice dinner at Coffee Club, Ngee Ann City with my sweetie pie. BIG NEWS huh.. lol. sweetie pie?? who m i referring to? no clue provided. alrite, dinner was savoury. thumbs up! and OH BOY..GREAT NEWS !! I manage to drink 7 glasses of water in like a few hours?? LOL. saw familiar faces while crossing the road to orchard. was really glad to see them its been quite a while since we last met. was at Party world earlier on and each person gotta fork out 17.60. how could it be that ex! and we were blur enuff to foot the bill w a 50 dollar note when the total was 52.80. wahaaa. but lucky enuff there wasn't any major fault in my singing. standard maintained.. wahaaa.. arrogant me!! alrite but i sure gotta catch up with all the new released lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HTA opening ceremony!! 2nd Sept 06 from 2pm. anyone interested? we are located at CCK. come watch me march in the parade. sure is fascinating and an eye opener. been having rehearsals for the past 2 days before walk-out day. and we were like baked under the sun for long hours. BUT I LIKE IT!! cos i get the slight tan. cool.. we were damn pissed off and disappointed cos we're supposed to go for a heritage tour on one of the day but it was cancelled due to the last minute rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting kind of tight with my mental control. exams drawing near and i did badly for my live shooting and because of many issues which i don't wish to say. it made me felt bad. terribly!&lt;br /&gt;drill test coming soon too... but i'm up to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i wasn't deceiveing myself by saying all those. i hate my looks! what 4 by 2...!! F up! i look completely nerdy with this haircut. i prefer to be called a mankuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna these things badly.&lt;br /&gt;1. green jacket with white prints at wisma (let me check out the name of the shop again)&lt;br /&gt;2. an ipod mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;3. dvd recorder&lt;br /&gt;4. digital cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends out there attention! kindly get them ready by 21st sept alrite. thanks man! wahaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115661511920755868?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115661511920755868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115661511920755868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115661511920755868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115661511920755868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/08/week-7_115661511920755868.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115545508722703410</id><published>2006-08-13T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T15:50:28.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;5th week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a disappointing week. a disgraceful and awful week. argh~ &lt;strong&gt;ZH&lt;/strong&gt; you suck. went through 4 Frames of live shooting (our weapon traning). and i can say i &lt;strong&gt;suck&lt;/strong&gt; at it! hated myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;failed terribly for 3rd n 4th Frame.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd Frame&lt;/strong&gt; = 66pts to pass, 88pts to get marksman. i've only gotten &lt;em&gt;63pts&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only realised my worst nightmare in camp was when i finished my 4th Frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th Frame&lt;/strong&gt; = 72 pts to pass, 96pts to get marksman. my score was &lt;em&gt;26pts&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lucky enough, it wasn't that bad when we had our 1st swimming and land rescue tactics traning. we learnt life saving! it was damn fun i guess. there were 3 basic stages, 1st is to save victim using a pole, 2nd was to throw a float and 3rd w a long rope where you need to coil and thrust it over the water towards the victim. GREAT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, CONFLICTS. its really hard to say theres zero conflicts in life, but sometimes these conflicts can be prevented and unnecessary. recent argument within our squad where 2 person are involved. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing faith in myself sometimes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115545508722703410?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115545508722703410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115545508722703410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115545508722703410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115545508722703410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/08/5th-week-disappointing-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115475703317660323</id><published>2006-08-05T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T14:02:04.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another day back at home...&lt;br /&gt;fallen ill during this week in camp. and i din expect it to happen on me and so serious.&lt;br /&gt;fever, headaches, backaches, aching in the joints, sore throat that almost took my voice away. i couldn't speak properly last few days before i book out. even till today m still experiencing pain in the throat.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'm having dengue cos i was in alternate cold sweat and in extreme body heat on last sunday night. and i thought it could hv been those dirty things that caused me to be in such a state. anyway.. jus hope i'll recover real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta start educating myself again... its been real long since i last touch a book or lecture notes to be more concise. was told the exams coming in 3rd wk of august. and the last mock test i actually got 14 out of 40 qns right. it was a disappointment and a huge blow for me. and worst of all. its LAW!!! i don't hate LAW but i just can't make the sense out of it. i dun understand them! u need hell lot of understandings of LAW before you can apply them to real life situations. though i did a bit of LAw in poly but they're gd enuff to mk me step into the graves of failure. but lucky enuff i passed those modules. &lt;strong&gt;zhenghao BUCK UP!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin gonna move  and stay over at our house tml. hes coming from malaysia to study private degree in local U here. oh god... i'm nt so close to him... how am i suppose to survive. and he gonna be sleeping in my room... mummy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115475703317660323?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115475703317660323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115475703317660323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115475703317660323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115475703317660323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-day-back-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115423283772644630</id><published>2006-07-30T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T13:07:43.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from my 3rd week's stay at "holiday chalet".&lt;br /&gt;life was relaxing man... most of the time we are in the air-conditioned room, know to us as classroom. but lessons are quite dry. Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;no single PT on this 3rd week n no swimming lesson, cos it rained. we stuffed up one of the empty cupboard with food coming back from the last book in. its our little provision where we fill up our stomach with a little much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on one of the day, when we went to our bunk after training, i saw this male cat resting on my blanket. quite cute. should hv taken the pic.. argh! we were like wanting to chase him out. but he's not even afraid of humans. so Ivan got to carry him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on fri morning.. Ryan saw this female cat under another bed. he startled everyone. i was doing fatigue at the corridor with the bunk door closed. not knowing wat exactly happened inside until Ivan came to tell me that we had a "guest". i guess the female cat ran in to our bunk while all of us were not aware. or believed to have came in through the back window like the male cat. and she actually brought in her kitten. i knew that shes conceived as i saw her stomach was like 'big' a few days ago. haa.. her kitty was tiny and helpless. we thought she gave birth in our bunk, but no blood trace, and the kitty has fur. so eliminate such possibility. then squadmates from the bunk next door came to see and assist. i took us sometime to bring them out of the bunk. felt guilty as they just wanted protection n shelter. we were careful during the process cos some said the mother cat would eat up its young. so every single move must be speedy. we carry the "kid" in a shoe box and lure the mother cat to go after her "kid" outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after she ran off carrying her young, we thought everythings over. but the story doesn't end here. she actually came right in through the back window and was within secs. so we have to again carry them outside. we didn't mean to, but we don't wish to see excretions in our bunk. and with the door and windows closed. we stood by the window watching the mother cat trying and wanting to come back in again. she was also like purring as if pleading to let her in. i felt guilty... and Ivan told me not to look. but we saw the male cat around and followed the mother w the young. danger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my first and last opportunity to lay my feet on National Stadium last evening. went there w linda for NDP 2006, she has got extra tix which she won. thanks to her. we're are luckiest cos its the last year the ndp gonna be held at National Stadium. was tiring but fruitful throughout. gonna walk a distant to reach the stadium. there were a lot of ppl, as though we're in a mass walk of a kind. hot and sweaty. haa... it was a fun day with all the songs, performances, the parades and the &lt;strong&gt;FIREWORKS&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0018.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0018.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0070.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0070.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really feeling tired and lacking of sleep. yawnz. got to book in in the evening. realy tired!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115423283772644630?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115423283772644630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115423283772644630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115423283772644630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115423283772644630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-from-my-3rd-weeks-stay-at-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115362831257437234</id><published>2006-07-23T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T14:06:20.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st book out !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TADAIMASU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm back... after 2 weeks of confinement. i've got a chance to experience how a frog under the well feels and sees the world that is practically as big as the mouth of the well during this 2 weeks stay. i'm the frog and the camp i'm in, represents the well. we're away from seeing the looks of the outside world for 2 weeks. until i finally gets to see them again on book out day.&lt;br /&gt;and we looked none other than "nerds" from the eyes of the public. but i must say... even the aunties look fashionable these days. and theres more pretty girls around when you walk. haa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;life begins with registration procedures, IC taken by them, oath taking, mess lunch with parents but my parents weren't there w me, assigning of Squad. (Squad 32/06 124th intake ) is my identity in there.. lucky enough for us to have barracks on ground floor of &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;cho Company. haa. need not climb stairs. followed by a $2 haircut and collection of uniforms the 2nd day. well, life to me is more like going to school rather serving the nation. Drills, PT Trainings and attending classes. frankly speaking am tired out with all these tight schedules. u can fall into a deep sleep within 1 sec as soon as you head touches the pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the fun i'm getting that i'm happy for in there. but i hate barrack inspections. though i do get punishments myself but think positive and its NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;funny incident 1.&lt;br /&gt;remembered there was once after traning, we get to go back to rest in out barracks but we are are not suppose to sleep on the bed before 630pm at all times. but we did and was caught by the Feild Instructor who came by our windows. "all of you, on you palms down now!!!" 9 of us kena pump in the bunk. and the bunkmates next door came over to see what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;funny incident 2.&lt;br /&gt;water parade. m sure many of you would be familiar. it was 10+ in the nite. we lights off at 1030. we heard ppl screaming 'water parade!' from &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;oxtrot company. we thought what happened. when it comes to Echo Company. all guys from all levels came down to the center field with their water bottles. our squad fall in as well not knowing that its has got no business of ours. the inspector said if he find water droplets on the ground we gonna go down on our palms. and ya we all kena.. and esp for our squad, we kena for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haa... we're just looking forward to POP ( passing out parade ) in early october. parades and marchings. lol. i think i 'd more fun when i joined NPCC during sec sch as compared to lives now. alrite... gonna book in this evening. the feeling was like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. se ya all soon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115362831257437234?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115362831257437234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115362831257437234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115362831257437234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115362831257437234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/07/1st-book-out.html' title='1st book out !'/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115251876075060072</id><published>2006-07-10T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T16:43:20.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Enlistment &lt;/strong&gt;on tml at 0830hrs. great news or what? i mean its alrite. been looking forward to this day. hope to get in sooner than ever, like i told some others and as stated in previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;this blog gonna be quite "laggy" in terms of updates cos will be in "there" for quite some time. but i'll still try my best to put some words in here at least. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cross fingers)&lt;/span&gt; lol. so friends please bear with it. haa.&lt;br /&gt;not sure why are girls so fascinated about guys having the 'botak' look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would also like to take this opportunity to thank all those who knows me and i know U. you guys add colors to my life really. &lt;strong&gt;BIG THANK YOU!&lt;/strong&gt; and best wishes to everyone of U !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if the person i would be referring to would be reading this. its a girl m talking about. these are what i gonna say to this girl:&lt;strong&gt;                                                [&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;i'm truly sorry if i'd hurt your feelings or in whichever way from the beginning. or you might blame me for not taking any actions after i knew the truth for some time. sorry for not at least tell you whats in my heart or how i felt. sorry for making you felt so insecured as you told me that you lack of courage to keep this with you after i got enlisted. cos the time spent together would be even lesser from now and that we might not have the chance to work things out for now. i hope you won't feel mad at me or felt bad because we didn't manage to make things clear even till this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not prepared to face this and i do not have an absolute ans for this. so i didn't take the initiative to speak up as well. hope you'll understand. if you think letting go would be a better choice, i will definitely give you my support and faith in the near future and that you would find a better person. i know it would be selfish or irresponsible for you to wait 2yrs after i finish my national service. so i dare not make such intentions in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what we are still close friends and always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably i did not hurt you as much, as you mentioned in your sms last night that you will still treasure me as a friend and thanked me for no means of delibrate avoiding when we were out together. really thank you for the time we spent together. and thank you for all the wishes and greetings you'd given me this far. and i sincerely wish you all the best in you future and great success in whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really glad to have known you also. do take care and see ya on LP's coming bdae chalet. haa.. &lt;strong&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115251876075060072?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115251876075060072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115251876075060072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115251876075060072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115251876075060072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/07/enlistment-on-tml-at-0830hrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115225669227917971</id><published>2006-07-07T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T15:40:13.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATED!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;UPDATED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had our Grad Day at Sp convention hall today. stated time was 2.00pm but me and my mom reached SP at 12.45pm cos we took a cab. duh! Graduation 2006 was brilliant except for those time when we sit in the convention hall. damn bored, nearly fell to a good sleep while waiting for all the guests to arrive. then there was also majulah singapura and SP song. never expected that man! boring. and i din applaud for once from the start to the end. haa. stubborn me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was refreshments. but usually there won't be much left when you get to the table. then the fun part comes in. you'll be like going round hunting for victims (classmates/best friends/lecturers/friends you know) to take pictures together and tons of it. haa. And i &lt;strong&gt;declare&lt;/strong&gt; that as my best part in my entire SP life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day we show gratitude to our lecturers and receive warmth greetings and congrats from pals and lecturers and that would be the day i never will forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations to SP Graduands 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made our way down to taka to have dinner gathering. walked a few rounds to decide on a particular restaurant. there were like nearly 10 of us and the girls came out with a joke saying "HEY KAI GONG LIAO!" (means time to start working as "waiters/waitresses") cos we were mostly in white tops and black for the bottoms. now... how would stangers think we look like in those kind of outfits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: we look like a bunch of waiters and waitresses going round restaurants for interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eventually and coincidentally.. we were outside Pariss and there is a post up that indicates various job positions they're hiring. that made the above ans even more true. at this time we saw a lady walking towards us eating a 'you tiao' and she was like smiling to everyone and everywhere. those kind of &lt;strong&gt;big grins&lt;/strong&gt; i mean.. spooky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK we ended up in Crystal Jade La Mian Xiao Long Bao. fun part no. 2. we were there for slightly more than an hour and we tuck ourselves in to toothsome La Mian and Xiao Long Bao(S... sssss). and also many stories on their army days from the army guys.. also talked about some ghostly experience they had. haa.. really fun! and heard that this coming hungry ghost festival gonna be &lt;strong&gt;2 months&lt;/strong&gt; long instead of the usual one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXTENDED...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cold shivers...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115225669227917971?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115225669227917971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115225669227917971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115225669227917971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115225669227917971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/07/graduation-2006.html' title='Graduation 2006'/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115201117006519243</id><published>2006-07-04T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T19:09:37.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UPDATED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nearly forgot that i own a blog. its nearly a decade not seeing and touching this i admit. last post was like 12 June. Booo!!! like my friend said "Don't Know How Many DONKEY YEARS...". yeah thats the phrase.&lt;br /&gt;there really ain't any great stories to tell anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting really upset becos &lt;strong&gt;ENGLAND&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;BRAZIL&lt;/strong&gt; din manage to enter the Semi's of FIFA WC. supporting like hell and perhaps its luck that they're lacking. all games got to do with luck right... but i knew they played hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hardly go out these days... cos am super duper lazy and transportation fees do matter w the fact that i'm not working. other than the last was going for some bowling games and k session last monday.&lt;br /&gt;never will i expect the time to pass by so quickly. had been, you know.. &lt;strike&gt;striking&lt;/strike&gt; days off my calendar counting down the days to my grad ceremony and enlistment day. those were two &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; highlights coming my way pretty soon. so many things to prepare for my enlistment but am still lazing around. m always soo last minute. and my parents would be tagging along on my grad day this thursday afternoon. my mum was sort of enthu n she tried on some dress and shoes to go with, just minutes ago. was thinking in my mind could they not attend my grad, but on the outside i dare not turn them down. so just go with it..whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got enlisted.. i would soo damn bloody miss all the tv shows, songs and Mvs, home cooked food, etc. but on the other hand i ever think of like getting in there earlier. cos i can get away from all the naggings and bickerings thats all happening at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed out on precious gatherings with the others in last few months. all becos of my laziness n tiredness. i don't wish these to happen either but just can't help it. din join them was my loss. they said we'll gonna go for dinner after grad day. but how about my parents who were w me?? and am i going to lost out on another chance of gathering? and mei shan's 21st birthday.. i probably can't attend cos i would have been enlisted by then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been HELL liked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115201117006519243?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115201117006519243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115201117006519243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115201117006519243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115201117006519243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/07/updated-i-nearly-forgot-that-i-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-115013319722624584</id><published>2006-06-13T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:54:09.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many arguments out there regarding blog. pros and cons? good or bad ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its quite a personal thing isn't it? its up to the blogger to write its contents and get them posted up. either good or bad. its all up to the blogger. so i don't understand why do some ppl think its bad when they can just simply ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some said when you blog about argumentative topics there will be viewers. well, i'm on a 50-50 to that. as in i don't fully agree. why would you want to post argumentative topics in the first place? could just have written something more personal like what you did this few days? couldn't it be more of a lifestyle? but i do admit mankind are curious kind of mammals. they like to get themselves to play a part in a topic and making things big or bigger than before. i know its a form of expressing oneself. well, whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;maybe ppl would think i'm just TOO conservative on that. but i'm not. perhaps i just can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m just wasting time at home. i think we should all spend time to improve ourselves. stuff your brain with more knowledge or those that you've lost. like recently, i finally began to touch BOOKS. was reading some non-fiction book. and i realised how much facts i've lost. SO MUCH that i panicked. i ought to know them.. aww man.&lt;br /&gt;anyway reading do make us more knowledgeable. SO READ THINGS OF YOUR INTEREST !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm pretty curious about how ppl ard me thinks and how they go about planning their future livings. hmm... interesting.. but at times, not all things will fall exactly as what you've planned ahead. thats a little petty. agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i would want to wish everyone else the best for their great future, no matter how it turns out to be for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rahimah in Singpore Idol ROX! love the way she sang "Don't Speak" Love it...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-115013319722624584?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/115013319722624584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=115013319722624584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115013319722624584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/115013319722624584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114960008537689542</id><published>2006-06-06T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:43:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TIRED! m lacking of sleep and m having headache. argh!&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot sleep for long.. i still sleep late and woke up early in the morning and result in terrible headache. m i getting insomnia or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure whats the cause of all those. i woke up at 12pm last SAT and i hadn't been sleeping since then till around 10pm on SUN night. so i've been staying active and alert for 34hrs.. Haa.. i'm so proud of myself actually, how could there be someone who can beat me with that record. but i was extremely exhausted after my last activity on last SUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is gonna be long. cos i gonna write all tht happened during those hours. so bear with it okok.. haa. i wanna write everything down it serves as a memory. so let the journey begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was waken up by my stupid brother for nothing. but anyway i need to do some printing. headed down to raffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great the shop was closed. probably they had it half day and i was late. damn luck. immediately walked all my way to marina sq to try my luck but nah.. there isn't any printing service, then i went to get my stuffs. so crowded there. n i saw project superstar, can't remember her name, shes really small built. can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30pm&lt;br /&gt;thought i could print at suntec. was on my way up the escalator. u ppl noe the bridge? the bridge u need to cross to get over to suntec? yeah.. the escalators n the entire bridge is SUPER PACKED w ppl i tell u. no space between the ppl infront or behind u. everybody were heading towards suntec. i thought what happened. road accident over at the other side of the bridge or escalator is under maintenace or what. then an accident happened in just a split sec when everyone were on the way up the escalator. the ppl infront stopped moving. as u noe escalator kept churning up. so ppl will all stuck and squeezed into one on the escalator. i was there also. and ppl starts to push. was sort of chaotic and i injured my thumb. thank god no major injuries. seriously the scene was like going thru checkpoint to malaysia during festivals. damn packed!&lt;br /&gt;alrite finally get to suntec. change my mind and i head down to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00pm&lt;br /&gt;gone to some area near NAFA to do printing. finally i finished my tasks. get back to bugis junction, walked around while waiting for rainie's appearance at 5:30pm on stage. chose a fruit wine for SH's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30pm&lt;br /&gt;u see ppl almost everywhere.. on the tress, fountains, under the stage. All were waiting for Rainie's arrival. however it was so so hot that everyone perspire like hell. couldn't stand the heat, get into bugis, get myself a nice cold drink and went to withdraw money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:05pm&lt;br /&gt;Rainie was finally here. She started singing. wow... my idol... love her vocals. haa. after listening to her 2 songs she performed. i went off. rushing home to get change for SH's birthday chalet at east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30pm&lt;br /&gt;all set and ready to go. hired a taxi and went str8 down. was really nice to see old friends at the party. by then i was damn F... hungry. din even touch any food during the day. haa.. i ate a lot tht day... FAR TOO MUCH.. plates after plates. 2 fried rice, 1 bee hoon, 2 sagos, 1 cheng teng, multiple cups of drinks, many hot dogs, cakes, watermelon, jellies. can't imagine they got a 7.5kg watermelon. huge huh.. great to see meishan n her bf kel, sh n bf ric, pat, stella n bf joshua, tianhua, yuhang, mingyou, steph and caroline who din recognised me.. sad.. haa jk. well.. we stood up till late.. many went home. and i stayed w pat, stella, joshua, sh n her bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00am +&lt;br /&gt;the nite started out w sending caroline and steph home. we were on joshua's car.. whoo... haa.&lt;br /&gt;then back at the chalet we were like playing daidee over the nite ?? haa.. kinda fun man. and joshua did magics w the cards. pat and i were like fascinated over it. we were kind of hungry and thirsty. we had a nice talk over the nite and we talked and laughed about so much. m really grately knowing this peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00am +&lt;br /&gt;clearing up and prepare to check out. we all helped to clean the area, throw rubbish and there were a heap but us right beside the rubbish bin.. haa. carried everything to josh's car. and damn it. the back gate was locked. tmd! and we had to go thru the hole in the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0196.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to have breakfast at macdonalds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6:30am&lt;br /&gt;we went to SH's hse after that to help carry her things up to her house and she opened up her presnts.. most were nice and expensive stuffs.. cool... hope she like it all... i took a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7:00am&lt;br /&gt;I was rushing like hell... gonna meet 10am at Bishan with the others to attend Rainie's autograph session. haa.. it was fun. happy to know the new friends there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114960008537689542?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114960008537689542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114960008537689542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114960008537689542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114960008537689542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/06/tired-m-lacking-of-sleep-and-m-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114913607576435222</id><published>2006-06-01T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T12:53:46.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Upcoming Events&lt;br /&gt;1. Rainie Yang's autograph session at Bugis &amp; J8 - 3 &amp;amp; 4 June&lt;br /&gt;2. Graduation Ceremony - 6 july&lt;br /&gt;3. Enlistment Day - 11 july&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/details_overthehedge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/details_overthehedge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch " over the hedge(steve) " yesterday at.. the cathay ?? nt sure the actual name of the new shopping mall. i mean the building where the new cathay theatre is. near SMU there.. i love that place man.. u bet! but quite little shops are open at the moment. i will go there for more movies.. haa. used to support GV very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. the show was damn hilarious.. much more funny than" chicken little" i think.. "Over The Hedge" is a must watch. its so happening + the way the tiny cute little characters talk (gotta listen out to the way they speak sometimes damn funny lo!) and move + how ppl in the neighbourhood hated them and finding tons of ways to exterminate them. eg. infra red?? haa.. and not forgetting Hammy drank the MAX6 energy drink... damn funny.. + they incorporated songs that enhanced the very scene + many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! i love ' Spuddies' too... whaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this lady who attended the show alone, sitting right beside me. before the show starts, she had her mp3 plugged on and she was sort of singing and humming. i was like... oh well... and she laughed all her way thru frm the beginning till the end of the show, even when the creditations shown up, she still laughed. her laughter was so unique and quite loud in a sense, as if she laughed right frm the bottom of her every emotion nerves. she made certain noise like.. &lt;em&gt;oRH~, woo~, AH-Haaaa too.&lt;/em&gt; hey! don't get me wrong. m nt humiliating her in any way. just find her quite special a person and entertaining cos she added on to the atmosphere. Thats All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this show completely changed my mindset of finding cartoons in theatres boring and lame. in fact they can be more than u can ever imagine. but! provided the show was made well...&lt;br /&gt;alrite this is what i gonna give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: ***** (5 stars)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114913607576435222?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114913607576435222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114913607576435222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114913607576435222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114913607576435222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/05/upcoming-events-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114879959552253511</id><published>2006-05-28T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T15:08:15.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry.. i din mean it. i ps my friends again, yesterday. was suppose to send wendy off at the airport as mentioned shes migrating. i promised the others that i'll be there 2 days before. but m sorry i failed to keep my promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at ICA w my mum to do photo update for my passport and shes there to do stamping for her passport. can't stand the kiddy pic of me in my passport. alrite anyway ICA was filled with hundreds n hundreds n hundreds of ppl. reason? obvious, cos holidays coming. i got my Q number: 7539 and it also says 141 ppl b4 me. oh wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean how could i leave my mum alone going back home by herself and i left for the airport. i hope ppl do understand my feeling. she hadn't have any chance to go out for a walk. i could tell that all she wished was that i could accompany her for a day. she worked so hard for the family and finally a day for her to rest. how could i... n i wish to say : " i hope my attitude towards her could be better." sorry mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite.. so sorry. dun mean to PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went expo for the food fair, tried out a few dishes, luv the sharkfins soup and i suffered minor burnt on my lips. haha. bought some cheap goods back also.. ppl do look out for the flavoured beancurd at supermarket. nice..&lt;br /&gt;the thai food stalls set up nice range of their local food. but too bad we din taste any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and later headed down to suntec cos she wanna go for the health and beauty exhibition, which we COULDN'T FIND! but not to worry.. COS I MET MY MAIDEN!! exciting sia..&lt;br /&gt;OKOK.. shes demure, pretty sweet looking, add a bit of mature. and also SHES AS TALL AS ME or slightly shorter ? who cares.. guess shes not local becos of her accent. who cares.. but i honestly do hv an urge to like, ask for her number or give her my number or i mean get to know her more thru our conversation or take a pic of her.. but i can't.. my mums there.. ppls looking and i'm nt daring enough. haiz... my maiden. i've a though of gg bck there to find her.. haa dun tell u all where she is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114879959552253511?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114879959552253511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114879959552253511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114879959552253511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114879959552253511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/05/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114857889500117715</id><published>2006-05-26T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T01:41:35.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo... a couple of events coming up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rainie Yang's autograph session at J8 again &lt;em&gt;- june&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Graduation Ceremony &lt;em&gt;- 6 july&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Enlistment Day &lt;em&gt;- 11 july&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m looking forward to these days. those would be the great moments of our lives isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;started to feel some emptiness in life. friends getting in ns before me, in june. girls would be busying working. families working too. i'm all left behind.&lt;br /&gt;iris msg me today saying that wendy is going to migrate to US asking if we'll be sending her off this saturday. haiz.. even wendy is gonna leave us and even further away compared to guys in tekong. i'll be in soon.. sure gonna miss the good damn life, these 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for bowling games last monday w some sec sch friends. never would we see a high score of 147. wow... congrats Lp the victor for the ladies. i will remember this score and shall all try to break the record. haa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114857889500117715?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114857889500117715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114857889500117715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114857889500117715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114857889500117715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/05/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114827524292826371</id><published>2006-05-22T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T13:41:07.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm lucky enough to catch the last episode of the Amazing Race 9 last fri night. i din know it was the last. think its the 2nd time i had catch the last episode. i fail to do so for the other 7 races. anyway i really do like the show. theres so much competition. Sophisticated tasks in road block, detour, yeild. you'll get to see the fantastic scenery of different countries, the several problems they encountered, having arguments in the teams, contestants trying to beat the others by performing nasty tricks and more. you'll definitely learn something out of the entire race when you watch. its exciting.. hoho! hope the 10th epi would be up on tv soon.. haa. i think you guys should watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite next. plastic surgery. america has produced several tv shows that featured facelift or makeover for a someone. commonly seen on chn5 are ambush makeover and extreme makeover. the very recent news had also reported that theres an increasing male population in Korea going for plastic surgery and visiting beauty salons. and to go through plastic surgery, once is never enough. you hv to go thru a few more process before its done. i tink most ppl would felt certain face areas don't look nice on them and they wished for more. not exceptional for myself, i hv been yearning to have plastic surgery to be done on my nose. i like pointed nose. cos sharp pointed nose is the perfected nose shape for all human beings i think. it makes a distinct facelift for everybody's look for both men and women. and maybe a slight extend for the jaw line. that would be great! haa.. hv you tot of it yet ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114827524292826371?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114827524292826371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114827524292826371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114827524292826371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114827524292826371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-lucky-enough-to-catch-last-episode.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114802377868573050</id><published>2006-05-19T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T15:43:33.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not knowing why, i just found myself recently turning towards certain sites so often, like friendster, wholivesnearyou, blogger and youtube. i've never felt the changed only until these days. i never used to go into these websites cos i tink theres nth much you can do there and i certainly had that "can't be bother" kind of attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take for instance, friendster or wholivesnearyou. i remembered my longest record for not going up to friendster was like months... but now, everyday, every hour... i'm goin in to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could be that i'm just being too free. you certainly can tell from the frequency i'm here to do blogging. m feeling so damn bored at home. hey, you know what. i saw my pri sch friend in 'wholivesnearyou' while i was browsing. nv knew that he shifted to the same area as i do. we used to ive in bedok as well. what a coincident. if i hadn't visited the site during that hr or min or sec. i guess i nv would know. was it heavens will or simply fate? or something. so many things on earth could hv just remain unexplained. so its actually advisable to surf more of these sites right? haa.. i mean ya! who knows! you might just "whopp.. n see some familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there had also been a couple of other similar sites to friendster/wholivesnearyou. m sure all of you hv heard of 'wayn' its quite similar isn't it. or probably you have heard of others. namedatabase? nt sure what is it. i just kept getting email links in my email inbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114802377868573050?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114802377868573050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114802377868573050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114802377868573050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114802377868573050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-knowing-why-i-just-found-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114792601948468767</id><published>2006-05-18T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T12:56:07.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all I should say " THE SWISS GRILLED CHICKEN @ THE GARLIC RESTAURANT WAS SO DAMN NICE! ". you guys should try it! celebrated adrian's birthday there the day before yesterday. the restaurant is at esplanades right beside Thai Express. just watch out for that place cos it seems like a linked foodcourt. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True Files&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard a story from a friend. it was her personal encounter. her grandfather passed away recently after he was admitted to the hospital and had an operation. it was critical. Relatives went to the temple to ask the 'man' regarding his condition while their grandfather was still in hospital. the 'man' said "one week". so after one week her grandfather as said by the 'man' did passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe spirits do return home after they passed away? well i do believe. My friend's grandfather did return to where he stays and the scene was captured by her sis on cam when they heard sounds coming from the toilet. my friend revealed that his spirit probably returned home from outside the building, through the toilet. YES! and the toiletries was all over the floor. the food prepared on the table had their positions shifted with obvious. means hes really back. not to worry. i believe our kins do mean no harm. they just wanted to return to their familiar environment and visit the family.&lt;br /&gt;my friend saw, from the photos, the shot at the toilet, a mystical image or aura that resembles his presence which her relatives couldn't see.&lt;br /&gt;her personal encounter while she was asleep also ascertains the presence of their spirit. my friend was sleeping and she saw image in green in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people out there would never believe the existence of spirits until they saw with their own eyes. but hearing reality stories, won't you think they worth some believings?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114792601948468767?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114792601948468767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114792601948468767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114792601948468767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114792601948468767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-of-all-i-should-say-swiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114758377443644790</id><published>2006-05-14T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:23:59.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had always wanted to do updates but I don't really have stories to tell. I'm just sitting my days through on a rocking chair watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ber, you have got a nice blog design there ya. at last some changes and improvements. ur entries are now more interesting, personal rather than being too informative. carry on n keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i thought i would have let my friends down and that they would never ask me out again. would like to apologize cos we were suppose to catch a night movie out at Plaza Sing and had bought tic's over the net but i told them the very last minute that I'm nt going anymore when i had agreed the previous day. this happened slightly more than 3 weeks ago. SORRY to joycelyn, jas, sx, adrian and so many others who were there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling grateful. cos they din gave up on me. we went clubbing last thurs. haa.. my very 1st experience at MOS. i think if you kept indulging your night life these way, you'll probably feel quite Sian. the more times you go the more sianded you'll get. hope that bars do serve other beers rather than common ones like heineken or tiger that tastes almost the same. tequila shot was alrite.. i din feel a thing when we all gulped down the entire glass. the others said the same.&lt;br /&gt;woo... party time.. my ears almost couldn't withstand the "excessive sound level" and they nearly fell off. LOL. smoove is always the hot spot. queued and crowded by high energy ppl we couldn't get thru so we went retro first. and so we were in from 10+ and party till they closed. alamak... so early. haha. it was 4:45am then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114758377443644790?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114758377443644790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114758377443644790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114758377443644790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114758377443644790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-had-always-wanted-to-do-updates-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114682705572161846</id><published>2006-05-05T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T20:22:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*at ur browser toolbar, view, encoding, more, Unicode (UTF-8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;主唱∶杨丞琳 專輯∶ 暧昧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;歌曲∶只想爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;词∶小米 曲∶彭妮&lt;br /&gt;4’30”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我终於还是说了一句我爱你 还记得那个微凉里天空正飘著小雨 心跳的声音 像舞动奇迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你看著我说千万不要爱上你 因为你只会让我伤心别傻了快点喊停 你那麼冷静 忽远又忽近&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我知道我对你来说也许太年轻 我想我猜我问我终於了解 原来为爱流的眼泪 也是种甜蜜滋味&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只想爱你 当我和你走在一起就已经决定 不看不听不问也不会放弃 是你让我了解自己 可以为爱&lt;br /&gt;那麼坚定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只想爱你 好想每天睁开眼睛就能看到你 我知道我偶尔有一点任性&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不管你做任何决定 究竟爱我还是逃避 Sorry我还是不会放弃爱你&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel that i'm not quite myself this few days. beside the partial reason of having insufficient sleep. i felt that i cannot live my life w/o listening to Rainie Yang's songs, w/o taking my mind off her beautiful voice. yesterday i could not sleep. just wanting to listen to her songs. was 5a.m +, i plugged on my earphones and played her songs from my mp3 phone. i preset it to "repeat single track" all long while. i don't know why, but i did not skip track when i heard &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[只想爱你]&lt;/span&gt; even when it ends. it just go on and on. i listened till probably around 7a.m. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;above are the lyrics. the more round it goes, the more i picturized. i saw in my mind, through the meaning of the lyrics, this was the image that appeared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a younger sister actually fall in love with his elder brother. one afternoon the sister was crying (y did she cry? cos' its impossible for them to be together but shes so deeply in love w his brother)and walking towards her brother who was taking a nap at the sofa. the sister kissed him, lip to lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this case, the song &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[只想爱你]&lt;/span&gt; was sang to her brother. it lifts off totally from the original intention of the song that Rainie Yang were to sing to a guy that she love. so just imagine the scene of the sis-bro love when this songs goes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i further came to think if i could also accept a sis-bro relationship, i din noe how to express in english, but it just meant "jie-di lian". and my ans was YES! w/o consideration. maybe some of you could hv thought abt this qns or seen examples on dramas. and maybe you could just share your thought towards this qns w me or w your frens. I mean sometimes ppl do brought up this kind of things to talk about. you might not hv thought abt it but since i posted this, y not just go through your thoughts and think about what your ans could be. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114682705572161846?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114682705572161846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114682705572161846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114682705572161846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114682705572161846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/05/at-ur-browser-toolbar-view-encoding.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114659905832556546</id><published>2006-05-03T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T03:48:00.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally. a miracle. do U believe it ?&lt;br /&gt;i stepped home at 9pm + today n was surprised to see tht the PC was not on. my bro was sleeping. good news! means chance for me to do some "hands-on" w the PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hadn't been blogging for a very long while and this unexpectedly creates a small surge of protestation by readers. Proof? look at the tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i returned home in the evening today. Y?&lt;br /&gt;cos' i met up w a girl. oh really? who is she then?&lt;br /&gt;shes sort of a colleague whom we had worked under the same building before. we are now friends that just really *ting* 'click' when we see. ohh thts amazing! so what did you guys do?&lt;br /&gt;we had high-tea at coffee club and went for karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, i love to hear her sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say i'm out of job. or a better off word to be used is 'unemployed'. got it. learnt it from some customers i met. i'm in need of a job to keep myself occupied.&lt;br /&gt;so hows Life now then? ohh.. sure.. the bed n tv are my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm really grateful that i worked since feb till apr n earned myself some bucks to sustain my living on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riddle of the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey do you guys know a place where you can watch unlimited MVs when you type some word followed by a click n it pops up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before was Labour day remember? a P.H. yeah.. everybodys' favourite.&lt;br /&gt;had a magnanimous plan. once ever of a lifetime you'll get. we gonna get to the zoo-woo...&lt;br /&gt;Right. some of you would hv known. but we had the plan changed due to the "not so overwhelming response". no problem. Plan B.&lt;br /&gt;we had karaoke session, bowling trainings every usual monday w/o fail, dinner w desserts from AZABU SOBA. oishii~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u guys like the different approach in my writing style each time. really? is there difference?&lt;br /&gt;yes of course.. regulars would hv know. or you can help urself by scrolling down n start reading the older entries to compare. HAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n last but not least. what i wanna say is: Rainie Yang gives me the most motivation to continue my interest in singing. Thank you Rainie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114659905832556546?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114659905832556546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114659905832556546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114659905832556546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114659905832556546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114515668240466149</id><published>2006-04-16T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T11:15:39.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day before yesterday was GOOD FRIDAY... yippie!&lt;br /&gt;finally a P.H. for me to stop work and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;we set this day to go singing in a room where ppl normally known as "kbox" hehaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was there&lt;br /&gt;linda was there&lt;br /&gt;jh was there&lt;br /&gt;and OWL was LATE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was so 'family' as though singapore was celebrating some family carnival or what. you see families all round. we chose to lay our feet at marina sq. we walk around for sometime before we'd the intention to make a 'reservation' at kbox. &lt;em&gt;remember, making reservations is a gd etiquette wherever you go.&lt;/em&gt; "so sorry, our rooms are fully booked" was the message we got. understood. reserve for 2:30. package price 13.50+++ w membership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, we left to have our lunch. later, we went back to kbox and the message was "sorry we still do not have available rooms right now, probably at 3:00". ok we went to the bowling centre to check out the price, was 3.90 per game. and there came a sudden surge of human traffic in the bowling centre. "hey! this ain't any gd friday. its a bad friday" claimed jh. we left and returned to kbox where we were advised to sit n wait. was told by manager that we could go over to suntec for the 4:00 slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;consideration in progress...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well was fine w us we thought. so we waited for the time before we make a move. next confirmation before leaving. staff told us NO ROOMS at suntec outlet. we were pissed!! we began to be impatient and acted grumpy. we stood at the counter reluctant to accept and to move. staff advised to go over cineleisure and offer to help make a reservation. we din buy tht.. still standing around. OWL came.. problem not solved. staff was 'bo bian' so promised to let us in by 5:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30. my mobile came flashing evilly and sounded unruly. wait a minute, its a mysterious call... i answered cautiously. haiya!!! it was from the kbox LA!!! we got to enter half n hr early we thought, thts so nice. nv did we think that the session was till 7:00. 2 n a half session ?? staff agreed to mk allowance for us to sing 20mins more, provided theres no ctrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcomed into the gigantic dome of music!! w posh and asthetic furnishings. it was a nice feeling as we hv nt stepped into any big rooms at kbox. it was meant to accomodate above 10pax?? but we had the chance.. w just 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as~ .. time goes by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there came a mans voice: "excuse me, your session has ended. last song." "sorry, your session had ended. please make a move."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;we managed to stretch for another 20mins from 7:00&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114515668240466149?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114515668240466149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114515668240466149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114515668240466149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114515668240466149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-before-yesterday-was-good-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114477078854568868</id><published>2006-04-11T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T10:27:37.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had many thoughts as always. however, these thinkings made me feel bothered. the more i think, the more vexing it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- i wish that my friends could be more understanding&lt;br /&gt;- i wish they never turn me down when theres an offer&lt;br /&gt;- i wish they could be more participative&lt;br /&gt;- i wish they could share&lt;br /&gt;- i wish they will not give me cold shoulders&lt;br /&gt;- i wish they would think the way i'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;- i wish my friends would look forward in maintaining our friendship&lt;br /&gt;- i wish to meet more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regret that i did not utilise my time to the fullest when i was young. i regret not learning a skill that i could. i regret not doing things i like. but i never blame my parents for not giving me all that, i just blamed myself for my wanting to achieve what i wanted and allow my time to past by meaninglessly. i watched ppl by the window having basketball or badminton game. i have seen small children attending tae kwon do trainings. i envied as though i never had a chance to do all those. I REGRET! SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regret that i did not treasure my friendships or ppl that i met. i would like to thank Ellia who told me that ppl come and go as it is. sometimes its hard to control. we must be grateful that we are fated to meet. i suddenly woke up and begin to realise even more, over my discussion with Ellia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- "Ellia, thank you. meeting you is one thing i never will regret in my entire life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much about life and i learn as i live. you'll never get back what you have lost. you'll never be able to turn back. whatevers done cannot be undone. i hope you, my friend would understand one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114477078854568868?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114477078854568868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114477078854568868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114477078854568868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114477078854568868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-had-many-thoughts-as-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114425648441429572</id><published>2006-04-06T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T01:17:34.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;- i'm lacking of sleep again... y is that so !!&lt;br /&gt;- its been rainy days almost everyday recently..&lt;br /&gt;- felt like going for a karaoke session alone again.&lt;br /&gt;- why does it seemed that theres always not enough clothings to wear when theres plenty of clothes hanging in the wardrobe? its kind of a problem to me, i think and its also quite a fuss.&lt;br /&gt;- probably due to the need for fresh n different look everyday ??&lt;br /&gt;- eyeing for nice outfits now, collecting brandnames and locations.&lt;br /&gt;- celebrated birthday for my fren JH yst. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!~&lt;br /&gt;- the tom yam soup at Secret Recipe was addictive, its Seabass was also delicious.&lt;br /&gt;- money seems never enough! no matter how hard i work.&lt;br /&gt;- NS Enlistment?? 'troubled' is how i describe my feeling.&lt;br /&gt;- i eat more than i used to, but nv gain an inch of fat.&lt;br /&gt;- i enjoyed my days n time i spent with my frens. they r precious to me.&lt;br /&gt;- i wanna go Sentosa, MOS n night cycling.&lt;br /&gt;- i felt time is not at my side. so limited that i could hardly do anything much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- i bought Ken Hirai's '10th Anniversary' complete single collection~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- i have free vouchers to Kbox (KLunch session) + also free vouchers for 1 free complimentary drink per bill per room. ANYBODY ?? terms n conditions applicable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114425648441429572?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114425648441429572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114425648441429572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114425648441429572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114425648441429572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-lacking-of-sleep-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114305138082930187</id><published>2006-03-23T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T02:41:52.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>relieved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've clearly forgotten that the semester results are released this morning, until i saw several msn nicks indicating the "results are out!". i wasn't really bothered about all this and i hope i would nt hv checked them out this morning. theres a sayin: the higher u get, the more serious the fall is. the higher my expectations are, the greater the disappointment would be. THAT happened!!. tot i could hv done better for my LC module cos i was quite confident except for the last test. it turned out to be lower than expected. the rest of the modules i din hv much expectations. maybe they dun mean much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met JH at Dhoby as he wanna get presents for his friend n her baby. head down to bugis where he handed the present to "the family". the baby was sooo... cute. big eyes, chubby face. i like the way when he laugh so happily. so tiny and so innocent.. i believe everyone whom sees him would want to give him the extra care. haa.. envy the young couples. i probably would get married before the age of 30. thats what i wanted. some may want to get married only after their 30s. cos i tink its gd to hv a child when we are still in the early stage of adult life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell to the cute baby. we headed down to Tampines to attend OWl's bdae dinner gathering. was my 1st time at Swensens. saw their menu n i was mezmerised by all sorts of ice-cream they serve there. i kept flipping the menu just to look at those mouth watering ice-creams. haa.. had Fish baked rice, the fish was quite nice i tot. the rest had salmon/mushroom baked rice wich was rather nice that i tot it wasn't at first.. err... regret. Lp later joined us, she had banana slip. btw OWL's special guest was there w us also. haa.. the 4 of us ordered 'regular earhquake'. was alrite, nth special. jus tht we were all sooo... damn curious abt the dry ice in the middle of the huge bowl. it was also the first time i see how dry ice looked like. tot tht it was salt at first sight. n gosh! was a mess out of all the fun we all made w the dry ice n the ice-cream bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the fun of a bowling game, we waited for pretty long for available lanes. that ended the celebration. though was slightly short, but we all enjoyed n had fun. JH, yours coming soon... pls do plan n book the ppl early. WHILST STOCKS LAST!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again JH was pushing me to do my "porty"... we were discussing the webbies, domains, namecards, the logo designs, illustrations, etc... started to feel his stress hes undergoing now. so many many many many things to do... i tink i gonna at least start soon when i still hv the ideas in my mind now. alrite... drawing n more drawing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114305138082930187?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114305138082930187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114305138082930187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114305138082930187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114305138082930187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/03/relieved.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114236136067738937</id><published>2006-03-15T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:13:15.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manie de photo, la galaxie de ma véranda. Issue No.1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- photo mania, the galaxy of my veranda. Issue No.1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'll be sharing some of those photographs i had captured in these coming up 'galaxy of my veranda issues'. i hope you'll enjoy. &lt;strong&gt;merci~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="144" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0043.0.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="155" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0058.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0038.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0010.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/Photo-0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="102" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/Photo-0015.jpg" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114236136067738937?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114236136067738937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114236136067738937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114236136067738937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114236136067738937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/03/manie-de-photo-la-galaxie-de-ma-vranda.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114235863743271440</id><published>2006-03-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T02:10:29.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>felt rather tired and sick of the daily routine i have to go through everyday...&lt;br /&gt;wake up, wash up, work. couldn't be better... HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what! i had a quarrel w an uncle, a senior citizen. more of like ARGUE i mean. it was a total miscommunication and misunderstanding. he kept thinking that he was absolutely right. and blamed that i do not know the details or knowledge well and he said that i'm confusing them and being contradicting with the answers i gave. WTF! i'm very clear with myself alrite! he said i'm only a temp staff and i do not have rich knowledge abt the thing i'm doing, in another words, indirectly, he means i'm "unprofessional". he added on talking abt what MP or other bullshit. as in to sort of threaten me of a kind. what an insult man!! anyway he just blame all the fault on me. i reasoned out with that uncle as i withhold my stand. neither do my colleague and i will expect a word such as "G _ _ _ _ O" to come from his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys.. pls. when u are in the right. do stand for ur right and for yourself. don't be intimidated, alrite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres quite a few aggressive customers today. another uncle came and he sort of refuse to cooperate when i ask him some qns, he was very persistent and he claimed that he was an ex MP of a certain place or something. well, behind those words he said, simply means this: "Do Not Mess With Me." Another threaten.. see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third was also an uncle who shows attitude problem.. well customer service is just as challenging. but i simply do not have the patience to deal with elderlys. though i've said before that we should always be positive and compromise whenever we can. but pls.. dun give me those lame threats and expect me to be intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working lies many pros and cons.. but i should say this temp job that i've gotten could possibly be a lot better than some other jobs. its rather an easy job i could say. and there truly is a lot of free time to do our own things when theres no single customer. and we get paid just by sitting..?? ohh well... better luck, ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114235863743271440?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114235863743271440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114235863743271440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114235863743271440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114235863743271440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/03/felt-rather-tired-and-sick-of-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114165602706937740</id><published>2006-03-06T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T23:38:54.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>疲れた... tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日は私の日である。 私は早朝に私のための病院に最初に再び訪問する行った。&lt;br /&gt;today is my off day. i first went to the hospital for my revisits in the early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;それは10 を過ぎた半分のまわりに私が病院を去ったときにあった。 私は3pm で午後何かを有した。 そう、 私はKBOX 行くことにした。 私が11am で着けるまだので ちょうどKLUNCH に間に合うように。 haa..&lt;br /&gt;it was around half past 10 when i left the hospital. i had something on in the afternoon at 3pm. So, i decided to go KBOX. Since i'm still able to arrive at 11am, just in time for KLUNCH. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は早かった... 私は10:45.am のまわりでsomerset の場所に達した。 そう、 私はHEERENS でHMV にCine でKBOX に先頭に立つ前に新しい歌を聞き、捜すことを行った。&lt;br /&gt;i was early... i reached somerset station around 10:45am. so, i went over to HMV at HEERENS to listen and hunt for new songs before heading to KBOX at Cine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私がktv 部屋にいるときちょっと興奮したがあった。 私が部屋を変えなければなり、私の時間が無駄になったことそれからシステムとの多くの技術的な問題があった。 そして長くない私はのために会議半分だけのために眠い少しを感じた。 あくび...&lt;br /&gt;was kind of excited when i'm in the ktv room. then there was many technical problems with their system that i had to change a room and my time was wasted. and for not long i felt a little sleepy for only half a session. yawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は自分自身目がさめている及び"高い滞在を" 保つ速いテンポがある石の歌及びそれらの多くを歌った。 haa... よく、 karaoke の会議すべてが安かった後、 よい、 カレー米セットはいまいましい素晴らしかった時静かな熱い。 hmm... よい好み。&lt;br /&gt;i sang more of ROCK songs and those that has fast tempos to keep myself awake and stay "high". haa... well, after all the karaoke session was cheap, good, the curry rice set was damn nice when its still hot. hmm... taste good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ため息... 私は"保護者" からの収斂剤を最後の土曜日買った。 収斂剤は明確でなかった、 それは曇った粒子を中得た、 私は何かがそれと間違ってあることを疑った、 そう私は私が別の店でそれを今日点検するまで使用しなかった。 それは異なっていた。 粒子から放しなさい。 そう私は得るそれに変更か払い戻しを得た。&lt;br /&gt;sigh... i bought an astringent from "GUARDIAN" last saturday. the astringent wasn't clear, it has got cloudy particles inside, i suspected that there is something wrong with it, so i didn't use till i check it out at another store today. it was different. free from particles. so i got get it change or refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUGENO のブランドの下の買われたスキンケアプロダクト。 人それをか。知っているか。 Pierr Png が裏書きする1 つ。 本当によい。 今それを使用してだれでもか。 あなたが使用するあなたのスキンケアの政体かあなたの意見に付けなさい。&lt;br /&gt;bought skin care products under the brand of NUGENO. you guys know that?? the one endorsed by Pierr Png. Not sure if its good. Anyone using it now? Do tag your views or your skin care regimes you use..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114165602706937740?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114165602706937740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114165602706937740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114165602706937740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114165602706937740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114140539900752206</id><published>2006-03-04T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T01:16:02.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawnz... lacking of sleep again. dis was my first time i din noe what to write. but i just feel like leaving a trace for today since i din really get online dis few days. well actually i prefer working at least... better still, you start your own business. i always like the feeling of working at your own pace and doing your own things as and when u like it. I DO NOT LIKE SUPERVISION. I HATE IT. i like jobs that has minimal or no supervision. thts carefree isn't it. and thts what i'm exactly experiencing.. woohoo... i dun face political problems just like another "POLITICS.COM.sg" and also neither do i have to put on layers of masks while facing ppl. JUST TOO FAKE!!.. WHY MAKE LIFE DIFFICULT!! you can just heck care and be what you are. right??.. we get to build up our circle of friends as we work. so i tink its a gd idea to work... haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i deal with most adults and senior citizens. but i just HECK! as long as i did my job, and i feel gd abt the job... then theres nth much to worry... maybe right after this contract end, i would go work at minitoons. just want to get the exeperience of working as a sales assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres so much things in life... we should all treasure n make it meaningful and fun.&lt;br /&gt;woo...i finally realised now that the webpages loaded this fast.. just changed to 3500 for 47 dollars/mth. cool...&lt;br /&gt;alrite, Ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114140539900752206?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114140539900752206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114140539900752206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114140539900752206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114140539900752206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/03/yawnz.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114079880724181710</id><published>2006-02-25T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T00:45:00.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing BIG happened after graduation till date... yeap. so, sorry guys if i'd bore you will a whole lot of words talking about all my thoughts and futures. cos i'm kind of like 'LOST' as to what i would be doing when i turn 23 coming 24. Had been thinking that its hard to look for jobs with that age. Is it true? or m i jus thinking too much and being too paranoid about all these??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably the main reason, the only reason was just that i do not have much faith in myself. i have high need for self achievement, or in another words, to be successful... and i might be afraid that i could not accomplish those with my abilities. so you noe that kind of feeling? having being drifting in the air, helpless, bringing me to wherever i will go along with the wind?? i'm having a hard time... it could be a major breakdown for me... soon...i perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, with my family matters. i have got a huge burden.. giving my parents better life after they retire is also under my achievement... I really need a break. I need a corner for myself to realise myself and understand things and learn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointed in myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i do think whether is it that i've commited Zillions or tons of sins ever in my previous life, that the god wanted to punished me by laying a difficult road for me to bear. n that is y i always...always... believe in FORGIVING ppl, compromise them. make ppl happy.  i do not truly blame others but myself... and maybe thats y i believe many of you would see me as a person who hv got nearly Zero tempers, always laughing n smiling. But i can honestly admit that i am not a person who talks to ppl regarding my feelings when i met problems.. instead i would just keep them to myself and bearing it through by myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114079880724181710?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114079880724181710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114079880724181710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114079880724181710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114079880724181710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/02/nothing-big-happened-after-graduation.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-114037463285407918</id><published>2006-02-20T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T03:08:44.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poly life's over... and what now? somehow i just felt different. i have never had such a feeling when i left my primary and secondary school days. probably its because study still continues after that. i do see that school lives were pretty interesting and a lot more fun and memorable since all these terms of studies that had past. but a sudden break down of these "study mometum" just made me felt so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Many people said is better to study than to be in the workforce... "&lt;br /&gt;- agreeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at Fish &amp; Co. the "glasshouse" the term they call it which i knew from my friends, its at the parkmall. it was considered as sort of a "celebration" for the last day of school, on last friday.&lt;br /&gt;but we saw this whole lot of JC students at another table... it was a full stretch and roughly 40 seated. wow... the largest group i've ever seen. ate platter for one... it was nice and 1/2 filling to me. the guys went broke while footing the bill and the girls dug up coins... the waitress handed us the wrong bills 2 consecutive times. both were above hundred... the waitress jumped a few jumps and said "Oh ya!" and ran off to the cashier to make amendments.. haa.. what a scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna serve the nation soon... come to think of it, it wasn't really a bad thing. It just reminded me of PE lessons and throwing grenades. haa... looking forward to the 1st day of Army days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... the Local Us had launched the admissions applications. well.. din register, cos i'm afraid to that i would make the wrong choice. but my intension was to go into School of Arts, media and Design. well...its not that easy to enter for a person like me, who does not hv a portfolio to show, no backgrounds of design, having a diploma of BIT.. it also requires a video of self intro + an essay write up + interview + to gone thru a test... whoo.... i would hope for photography or film making in the 2nd yr.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Always been imagining myself carrying the black circular tube for putting drawings and a big rectangular black portfolio, wearing bermudas with different colors of paint splatters and a pair of spects with black thick frames. woo... designer huh... yeah... well.. gonna work hard for my portfolios... i believe i would enjoy the process. i think i should better get started.IDEA!!.. haa... and also special thanks to my buddy.. JH for his offerings to help me w my portfolios. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-114037463285407918?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/114037463285407918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=114037463285407918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114037463285407918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/114037463285407918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/02/poly-lifes-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-113959062335426819</id><published>2006-02-11T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T02:47:09.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you seen Jet Li as Huo Yuan Jia in the movie title, FEARLESS ?? Heard from a few couple of friends saying that its a must see movie. yup, indeed... went to watch it with adk, sx n jas on tues evening at lido. Was the 2nd Chinese movie i ever watched at the theatres. The first was " Money No Enough" which i brought my mum to catch it. The story of FEARLESS was sort of clear cut. There are certain elements in there to make you feel and learn as you watch and as Jet Li realised that winning is not everything. The producer was very creative in the way he presented the story of this movie. The beginning and ending... n There sure is a lot of "bone-breaking" scene as well. It was an impressive movie with all the action packs... was really a pity that Jet Li's not gonna produce any more martial arts movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 16, 2006... THE FOG.. waiting for this movie to be launched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!! my bet! my TOTO! saw the news on tv which the TOTO results are annouced. my mum and bro was like asking me if i would like to "CHAP JI KA" cos my bro gonna place the bet at the booth. haiz.. maybe better luck next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-113959062335426819?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/113959062335426819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=113959062335426819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113959062335426819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113959062335426819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/02/have-you-seen-jet-li-as-huo-yuan-jia.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-113907170081019423</id><published>2006-02-04T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T17:13:12.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a "bloggist" who blogs with a blogger that is called a blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;well.. here I am blogging again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really busy with school works and I'm really sick and tired of this kind of lousy life I'm in. and also i've been staying in school from day till night lately. feeling terribly stressed out and depressed. fyp is all i see and think of everyday. n that is SICK!! gd enough to make me puke my way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'thon' our night through at glenn's house to work on fyp. it was the longest working hour i've ever experienced. i was in school at 1130 on friday morning and back home at 0830 on saturday morning. well... in precision we ended at 7am. so a total of 19hrs 30mins we have worked... glenn's parents had been very generous i should say... they dun mind abt having us gg to their hse for projs and offering us their NY delights and we also got 'ang baos'. pai seh sia... din bring oranges to bai nian. anyway thanks to glenn n family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Chinese New Year was a little different i could say... not pretty sure what extacly is the uniqueness but i felt very comfortable. Its the 2nd year that I'm celebrating CNY ever since I came to stay in SK. This year i didn't go back to malaysia. Spent most of the time at home, had reunion dinner at my uncle's house during NY's eve. and the fun part was visiting to my sec sch frens' houses on Chu 3...  played "ban lak" and I lost money... keeping myself busy by munching on all the NY stuffs... and we went k-ster from 7 to 11pm. to me, i tink its the happiest k session i've ever experienced. whats more, its NY and we paid...haha...incredibly low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-113907170081019423?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/113907170081019423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=113907170081019423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113907170081019423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113907170081019423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-bloggist-who-blogs-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-113804347446163279</id><published>2006-01-24T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T17:18:44.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/details_cheaper2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/400/details_cheaper2.jpg" width="339" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Steve Martin sure is a funny fellow. Yeah.. the Bakers family. way to go! went to catch this movie "CHEAPER BY THE DOZENS 2" with Mr Glenn and Sx at PS, cos Glenn insisted.. it was the money factor that was holding me back from deciding to watch or not to. i din watch the 1st, however i din regret so much after all. The Bakers, yeah I sure do like this hilarious famliy. A family with 14 members + a little small mouse that brought the unity of the Baker family once again. I though the twin brothers were really funny and cute and of course their dog.. making the mess. Indeed, i was touched by the actions of Tom (Steve Marti) and Kate (Bonnie Hunt) the lovely couple. They made me felt so much and learnt so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, m toking abt the family matters, the bonding the ties... it actually reflects on how we all could make the family bond stronger, just by trust, communication and sparing some thought for something or someone. Give trust to your love ones, your child, believe the fact tht they know exactly what they are doing, like getting in a relationship??. Mis-communication could lead to childhood disorders and negative consequences. For example stealing, keeping things to oneself and become introvert over time. Spare some thought for your children, know exactly what they yearn for, don't get into their way and make decisions for them and expect them to follow. The more you would nt be respected as a father or mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without those pointers, the family can never be as united and could rather bring unhappiness around the family. Life is more than just competing and winning, there are more meanings behind it. Got it ?? Recommend you guys to watch if you have not. Really does represent a model example of how a real family should be like. A family full of warmth, happiness and trusts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie that evening we went to the McDonalds where Glenn redeemed his 20pcs nuggets. we waited for 20+ mins before the manager saw us and told one staff to bring the order to us. whats more, no sauces and serviettes. The staff was looking at us blankly thining what do we exactly want.. we were so damn pissed off because of all those waitings and bad service. Staff and managers at the counter were not as efficient and the queue was long and the crowd builds and you'll also get to see ppl withdrawing from the queue.. Could the customer service get any better? I wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-113804347446163279?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/113804347446163279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=113804347446163279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113804347446163279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113804347446163279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/01/steve-martin-sure-is-funny-fellow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-113795690923126258</id><published>2006-01-23T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T03:33:20.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its a petty that I could not upload any music because I heard the news before, saying that its against the law to upload/download musics into personal websites and Mr. Sx reminded me abt tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was Fang Jie's 21st birthday party at Aloha Resort yesterday. was the biggest party I've ever attended. whole lot of her friends and relatives were there. she was a lucky girl i could say. no doubts. From sponsored karaoke session, the chance to taste home cook dishes that comes from the hardship of her relatives' culinary skill, cousins and parents to make the party possible. photo taking took almost half an hour. To Fang Jie, It was really a grateful and emotional moment, there were tears and I could tell how strong their family bond was. We all thought we were more of like attending a wedding dinner. haa.. indeed or it does seemed like.. HAPPY 21st B'DAE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to a topic with jh n owl sometime ago regarding the advancement of technology, while attending NTU seminar for Computer Sciences and we came to tok abt hving Barcodes for every human being. w/o the need to carry ICs around. with the Barcode, You are... "Identified!". Yes.. we joked and said every baby born would hv their Barcode stamped on their forehead. as for the current ez-link card, it would be implanted like micro chips into the body. hey! i din mean to make up stories and scaring ppl out here alrite.. but its just an idea we came to think about and imagine. it can't be true, could it.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a website that shows the arts of Barcode. Din realised it would be such a coincident to what me n my friends toked about. I found this way before we got to the topic.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have got my very own Barcode, see below.. can you decode the information?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;[ my barcode ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/mybarcode2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px" height="90" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/mybarcode2.2.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;[ barcode print ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/fadelhaowat.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" height="108" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/fadelhaowat.3.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;[ barcode print 2 ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/slave_hand_sm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/slave_hand_sm.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/200/slave_hand_sm.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/fadelhaowat.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-113795690923126258?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/113795690923126258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=113795690923126258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113795690923126258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113795690923126258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-petty-that-i-could-not-upload-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-113690987959391596</id><published>2006-01-10T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T01:33:33.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am into all sorts of thinking recently though. a few things kept reappearing in my mind. most of which are my greatest wish or dreams. and all of which are related to arts? creativity? haiz.. this goes on in spite of being the fact that i couldn't ahcieve them w/o money.. I NEED MONEY ...!! eagerness to tk up some photography or filming classes. dance? tv competitions? and also designing. oh god! y must i go thru such a misfortune going into an IT course..&lt;br /&gt;i know its a matter of money and time. i told myself, when i hv tht two factors, i will definitely go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "the &lt;strong&gt;CUT&lt;/strong&gt; affair" -&lt;br /&gt;went to hv a haircut at the usual hair salon, Supercuts on mon evening. oh man! it was an amiss! been quite indecisive and made a short, acute struggle if i really want the haircut that evening. was on the train back to SK then.. aft a tough battle w my psychology or ppl call it ' the psychology of war', i decided to go.. haiz.. and i was utterly wrong! i regretted so much for making tht decision which i shouldn't hv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a regular there so i'll always appoint the same hairdresser. and it all happened from the moment i sat down. she called his jr to attend to my hairwash. ok fine.. after rinsing, i returned to my seat, water was like dripping across my face, neck. my hairdresser was attending to a burly men. i waited.. nobody attended to me, as if i'm invisible. ppl just walk ard me.. saw this guy (slight broken wrist) who works there, seemed so 'zuo bo' he had his hair washed and wanted his colleague to blow dry for him. he sat down behind me. alrite, abt 10mins later she came over to start the cutting. the moment i tot everything would go fine, customers start coming in, they were looking for my stylist.. so she walk over and talked.. waited for 5mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back, finishing the cut. he called another jr to do the rinse for me while she attend to another customer who wants her hair dyed, sitting beside me. alrite.. but it was tht jr who was trying to dry his hair. he came over.. swipe away hair from my shoulder, removed the cape and told me to wait. he went back and con't his drying for hair. F*** man. then saw this guy, looked devastated, like a zombie, he was washing hair for tht burly man.. ok.. wash.. 5mins later.. still washing.. and the foam went into hisear. WTH! and another.. came to the rack to look for something..he made a few trip up and down.. lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i waited, more waiting.. he ended his "business" and asked me to go for the rinse. he made it so hard, my scalp nearly bleed. blowing dry, he did it the hard way again. he was like playing ard with my head instead of blowing dry.. my hair was in a whole mess and damn dry and he went off, i was left waiting.. back to cutting again.. later on finally its finished. k..next, payment, 27.30. WHAT?! tht ex ? and the price was different i went each time. n its more n more ex..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-113690987959391596?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/113690987959391596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=113690987959391596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113690987959391596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113690987959391596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/01/am-into-all-sorts-of-thinking-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-113639831333988750</id><published>2006-01-05T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T02:18:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its a new beginning of a new sch term but its also the last. whats next ? Army ? whoo.. com'on. not that again.. i just don't wish to think about it till it really draws near. just want to spend most of my time now, with my friends and family. have fun.. gather..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew its also the start of a whole new year.. and its time to do some spring cleaning.. like the "old debts"?? but guys.. do you hv to be tht cruel.. coming up to me one by one on the first day of sch.. asking me for money. i know the debts could hv gone to as bad debts if u tink of it tht way.. but pls give me time to start raising my "funds" alrite.. will return u all the money ASAP. hey! u ppl tink i owe somebody money?... guess what! ppl owe me money bOy..! haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt.. birthdays.. theres simply too many january babies born.. spare my pockets and wallet. my bank is getting drier as always.. jus celebrated for yj n jas last fri. n patricia.. nt sure if u'll be reading this.. jus wanna say : " 'm very sorry.. tink i won't be attending your birthday party this yr again, hope u don get a whole mess ". n also fang jie.. ur chalet coming up soon.. well lastly i jus wanna say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the ppl mentioned above whom I hv nt wished personally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-113639831333988750?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/113639831333988750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=113639831333988750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113639831333988750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113639831333988750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-new-beginning-of-new-sch-term-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-113605179915488005</id><published>2006-01-01T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T02:20:43.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/holdinglove.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="108" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/320/holdinglove.1.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ a pic is worth a thousand words. YES! And thats my new year resolution 2006 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/1600/lefttrail.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/58/1709/320/lefttrail.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ the trail seems endless, as if it will never meet an end and that represents our lives. we still have a long way to go... I hope i'm able to place my foot steadily on this trail and walk through the whole of my life smoothly. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE.. HERE WE WELCOME YEAR 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone on earth : Good Health and Prosperity, Nothing bad goes wrong, Stress Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words From my heart : Live your life to the fullest, never regret, enjoy life while you can n world peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-113605179915488005?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/113605179915488005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=113605179915488005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113605179915488005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113605179915488005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2005/12/pic-is-worth-thousand-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-113570820694346011</id><published>2005-12-28T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:30:06.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testings....... 28 Dec 2005  02:30am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-113570820694346011?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/113570820694346011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=113570820694346011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113570820694346011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/113570820694346011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2005/12/testings.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17678981.post-112904388107157110</id><published>2005-10-11T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:19:33.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ReaderS ! As promised... I have changed a new BLOG provider. Looks nice and looks convincing isn't it? YES! You aren't seeing things in hallucination this time round. This is absolutely my new BLOG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17678981-112904388107157110?l=zhchenkevin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/feeds/112904388107157110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17678981&amp;postID=112904388107157110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/112904388107157110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17678981/posts/default/112904388107157110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhchenkevin.blogspot.com/2005/10/readers-as-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>Jovan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
