<?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-10476781</id><updated>2011-07-28T18:46:50.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without Wax</title><subtitle type='html'>JasunZ, Without Wax. In life, I believe that nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer. So far, I'm not proven wrong. Time will tell everything.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>273</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-7655748262465513687</id><published>2010-05-18T08:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:04:52.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spirit of Living</title><content type='html'>Lets Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always asked myself and also posted this question to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, one works so that he/she is able to earn a keep to sustain the kind of life that one enjoys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In living a Life, I'm sure majority of us aim to be happy. There are many ways of becoming happy and of course many standards and expectations of what happiness is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a mother with a sick child, happiness is as simple as the child getting well and that's what matters most to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a person living in extreme poverty, happiness is just knowing that there is food to sustain life for one more day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some, happiness might mean getting a luxury car, expensive property, club membership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way one was born into Life and how one was brought up will largely affect and impact their measure and expectations of happiness in Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always been asking myself, when was the last time I experienced happiness thay is not superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness need not be loud bouts of laughter and crazy jokes. To me happiness is being at peace with yourself and being able to take control of your life to create happiness for yourself instead of relying on others to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be as simple as knowing that there is something to look forward to, a goal to achieve, a date with friends, completing a task and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose these are what we term simple pleasures in Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad for the current state of society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the marketing and media around, it had somehow tweak and obscured the meaning of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new generation is brought up in such a way with constant exposure to well-planned and highly executed marketing campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did that simple pleasure of flying a kite, taking a relaxing bike ride or having a simple potluck go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said, it all boils down to the measure and expectation of happiness that we had been atuned to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, the change of Life, unknown to many others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "Take the opportunity to jump into a puddle or play in the rain. You will be surprised at the amount of happiness you had been missing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I'm JasunZ, Without Wax - Since 1982~&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-7655748262465513687?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/7655748262465513687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=7655748262465513687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7655748262465513687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7655748262465513687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2010/05/spirit-of-living.html' title='The Spirit of Living'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-6187130782008435662</id><published>2010-04-19T08:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T08:24:50.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Updates...</title><content type='html'>Forgotten to blog for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for first quarter, not too bad. Only needed to go KL and HKG in Feb. 2 trips only and that means more time for myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just returned from Bali last week! Aiya... For work la... Not for pleasure or holiday. Although it was for work, we had the full team there and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from Bali refreshed! I think coz didnt use my brain much for a few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard news last week that I will need to start travelling after May till Sep! No choice, Im just a simple person trying to make a honest living while staying as happy as I can be!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, will know my schedule soon... Once I start flying, year 2010 will be over just like that! Alas, time and tide wait for no Man... Wait... Im just a boy... I mean I would like to think so... Haha.. Dream on la Uncle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came up with this quote the other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "The priorities in your life determines how you live it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm JasunZ, Without Wax ~ Since 1982&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-6187130782008435662?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/6187130782008435662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=6187130782008435662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/6187130782008435662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/6187130782008435662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-updates.html' title='April Updates...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-4439020810803247786</id><published>2010-03-06T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:09:30.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>When people around me are down and moody, I will be there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting anything in return... Perhaps its just dumb of me to think that people treat me the same way I treat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are selfish by nature. There is no care in this world. Care is only shown if there is no trade off on the givers end. If there is any compromise, its just too bad. Screw your own life and you just got to pull yourself out of that rut. Perhaps the next time, I will be there for you... This might be the reply I will get... Not literally hearing it but feeling the message...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there is nothing left... You deserved it Jason!!! Fucking idiotic piece of shit and lowdown loser.. You are the one that screwed your own life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop caring about others... Screw them if it benefits you... Since it had not worked for you for so many years... U should just wisen up and change how you handle your Life and others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, this should be the way... Fuck... Fuck my Life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "You screwes your own life by being noce to others... Stop whining!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm JasunZ, Without Wax ~ Since 1982&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-4439020810803247786?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/4439020810803247786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=4439020810803247786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4439020810803247786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4439020810803247786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-4755681261229093693</id><published>2010-03-02T08:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T08:07:00.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Placing others as a priority before self</title><content type='html'>I had Facebook-ed this topic a few days ago about my problem... If you call this a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life and the way I live mine, unknowingly, I seem to think for others more than I think for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to gather thoughts of others on this. One of my friends posted this: "JC (Jesus Christ) put others before himself and got screwed." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wrong thou and true enough although there is a tinge of question about the role of JC. But, I cannot compare myself yo God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my decisions in life, I keep people around me as a factor within the decision making process. I think how my decisions will impact them or make a difference in their lives. Perhaps I'm doing this because I simply do not wanr the guilt of screwing the lives of others if I had not done enough when a fool and idiocy of young I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.... I'm just trying to atone for my past mistakes and sins. Hopefully through this, I will be able to gain some brownie points from the Master Karma and he will let me off lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cross fingers and pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I had this amazing self-actualisation about me being constantly mean to people around me even thou I do not mean it. I shared this with my friend and he was extremely amazed that I finally realised it after so many years. Thinking back, "extremely amazed" would be an understatement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this topic of self-actualisation shall be for another day. This topic would bring about much points, views and arguements that makes it good enough for a P.H.D thesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "Being nice is an action taken by self, judged by others without any universal standards." ~ JasunZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm JasunZ, Without Wax ~ Since 1982&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-4755681261229093693?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/4755681261229093693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=4755681261229093693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4755681261229093693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4755681261229093693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2010/03/placing-others-as-priority-before-self.html' title='Placing others as a priority before self'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-971567813464374128</id><published>2010-03-01T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:15:43.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going insane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm one of the few that constantly reason and argue with myself. Constantly thinking about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formula to insanity, there you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekend that approaches is spare time for me to get in touch with the insane side of me; getting negative, emotional and moody.... for no rhyme or reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent! That's a good start towards being truely insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think that I do not have split personality or wierd emotional mood swings. That's not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had analysed and concluded that all these happen due to the fact that I think too much and too deeply into anything and everything and try to reason with myself to see different angles of looking at things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggh! Can I stop thinking so much? I think its just me to do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on the way to work and having the kind of mixed feelings. Feeling glad that I have something to occupy my mind and sad coz I have less time to think and reason with myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, thats insanity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "Humans start becoming stupid the moment they stop thinking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm JasunZ, Without Wax ~ Since 1982&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-971567813464374128?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/971567813464374128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=971567813464374128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/971567813464374128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/971567813464374128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2010/03/insanity_01.html' title='Insanity'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-8151040974270315006</id><published>2010-03-01T08:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T08:20:58.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going insane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm one of the few that constantly reason and argue with myself. Constantly thinking about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formula to insanity, there you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekend that approaches is spare time for me to get in touch with the insane side of me; getting negative, emotional and moody.... for no rhyme or reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent! That's a good start towards being truely insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think that I do not have split personality or wierd emotional mood swings. That's not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had analysed and concluded that all these happen due to the fact that I think too much and too deeply into anything and everything and try to reason with myself to see different angles of looking at things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggh! Can I stop thinking so much? I think its just me to do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on the way to work and having the kind of mixed feelings. Feeling glad that I have something to occupy my mind and sad coz I have less time to think and reason with myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, thats insanity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "Humans start becoming stupid the moment they stop thinking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm JasunZ, Without Wax ~ Since 1982&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-8151040974270315006?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/8151040974270315006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=8151040974270315006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/8151040974270315006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/8151040974270315006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2010/03/insanity.html' title='Insanity'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-4503903161854653160</id><published>2010-02-23T08:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T08:11:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power Of Expression</title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I blog my thoughts and what had been tormenting me, I feel much better. Perhaps this is the power of expressing oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottling up your thoughts and feelings doesn't really help in the long run. Only when you let out and let go go of some, will you have the capacity to accept and experience more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like what they say. You cannot fill a cup that is already full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm in the process of change. Redirecting my life, accepting new challenges and setting new destinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching Life Transformers on Channel 8 last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An 80 yr old Granny toiling her whole life to raise and provide for her kids who are sickly and mentally unsound. Living monthly on just $400 for all 3 of them. She go to the extent of buying fresh food for her kids but she will eat stale rice mixed with salt and sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Love a parent has for her children, no matter what or who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the show, I kept tearing. Partly because I feel sorry for them. Another reason is that I feel so gulity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am living a Life that is far better than the 3 of them and I still have complains. I really wish to start enjoying the simple pleasures in Life. I believe that pleasures as such bring about real happiness that touch the innermost of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel mich better now, even thou some hurt is still there when I think of the unthinkable. But, I will keep thinking about it to let it constantly hurt me, cutting my soul. It will reaxh a point where there will longer be anymore hurt. Then, I will emerge better than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Life's lesson learnt... Through trials and tribulations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "Love does not make the world go round but it makes the ride worthwhile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm JasunZ, Without Wax ~ Since 1982&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-4503903161854653160?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/4503903161854653160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=4503903161854653160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4503903161854653160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4503903161854653160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2010/02/power-of-expression.html' title='The Power Of Expression'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-8010780148668875165</id><published>2010-02-22T08:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:21:52.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Died The Instance You Said Yes</title><content type='html'>Lets blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train now, on my way to work. Over the weekend, I had never felt the stronger urge to go back work on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not looking forward to work due to some new chick in office or whatsoever. More so, it keeps my mind off thinking, grinding and churning which leads to pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart really stopped the moment you said YES....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is a fullstop in one part of my life. A punctuation in my life that had been long awaiting, long coming. There were lots of commas, exclaimation marks and long pauses in the story between you and me. But now, the fullstop had arrived, marked down in thick black ink. The feeling is like a pen tips piercing a deep black hole through my heart, my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black hole that will consume me? I hope not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 4th July 1999, a Monday. More than 10 years had passed since that fateful day. The day on which you sway into class in that white dress with matching white shoes, Gucci shades and bag. Its the same day that our story began....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By a stroke of fate, our lives crossed and moments shared which now will forever etch in my memory and I hope yours as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also this same fate that took us apart and yet keep the lines of our lives running parallel to each other, allowing us to see each other but never to cross again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times had I tried to steer my line towarss yours. It seems to go nearer everytime but never reaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my line will cease and yours will continue. My line will one day restart somewhere or perhaps it will not for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not regret anything. For you, its worth it. Our paths crossing had been the most wonderful thing that had ever happen to me. I would even say that it had been a fairytale less the ending....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is now yours to keep and for me a new journey of seeking begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had been a pillar and direction of my growth over the years. An unknown surge of energu for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, always had and always will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "A broken heart is one that had felt Love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm JasunZ, Without Wax ~ Since 1982&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-8010780148668875165?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/8010780148668875165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=8010780148668875165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/8010780148668875165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/8010780148668875165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-heart-died-instance-you-said-yes.html' title='My Heart Died The Instance You Said Yes'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-965814540250827484</id><published>2010-02-20T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:38:46.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging once again</title><content type='html'>Hey hey, its me and im back to blogging after 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading through some of my posts dated 2 yrs and thought to myself... "what the hell was I thinking when I wrote those stuff?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, downloaded this iPhone app that allows me to blog on the go and thia encourages me to blog once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should blog down my thoughts. At least there is some memories I can keep here before I forget or lose them someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for a start now. Actually chilling at Canopy with Dennis now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "Marriage is not about being compatible but about how you cope with incompatibility"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm JasunZ, Without Wax ~ Since 1982&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-965814540250827484?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/965814540250827484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=965814540250827484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/965814540250827484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/965814540250827484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2010/02/blogging-once-again.html' title='Blogging once again'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-2330628357283251638</id><published>2008-02-10T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:18:45.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Dear Friend who calls me an Asshole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lets blog about him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLARENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, sent him off at the airport. Lets go back to where it all began...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Officer Cadet School was where it all began.... a place where our friendship grew...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HomeOCS.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 333px" height="359" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/HomeOCS.jpg" width="465" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our dear Charlie Wing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=charlie.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 406px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="272" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/charlie.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It wasn't easy but we managed to pass out from OCS to move on to our various position...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Charlie07.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 413px; HEIGHT: 325px" height="293" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Charlie07.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all enjoyed our sentosa trips every sunday with the volleyball and frisbie...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sentosa3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 397px; HEIGHT: 319px" height="274" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/sentosa3.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is also at sentosa that we made our first jumping picture..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Jump1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Jump1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we brought it to the neighbourhood...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Jump2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Jump2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of course there's a reason why he calls me an asshole... This is what I do when he is sick during our holiday trip to Penang...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Penang.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="232" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Penang.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But of course, when he was down.. I was there for him as well... Not forgetting all the chilling sessions we had @ California Fitness Starbucks which is now closed down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=broken.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/broken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Chillout.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Chillout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lets get back to the present.... today, Dennis and me went to send him off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's it. He should be somewhere over Indonesia now.... Hope to see you sometime soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*You better be touched that I did this post for u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"True friends are like assholes... they are there when u're in shit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-2330628357283251638?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/2330628357283251638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=2330628357283251638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/2330628357283251638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/2330628357283251638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-my-dear-friend-who-calls-me-asshole.html' title='To My Dear Friend who calls me an Asshole'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-7530667504712958160</id><published>2008-01-27T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T14:03:34.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lets blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What happens when a person enters happiness? Answer is pretty simple. He/she becomes happy. Might feel that this answer is kind of simple to the extent of "lame" But why is it not the same for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whenever I'm about to enter happiness, I will think fo what will my status be if this happiness would leave me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Will I be worse than before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What are the possibilities that happiness will leave me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What are the factors that might cause this happiness to leave me and if I'm in control over these factors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Of course there are still multiple questions that runs through my microprocessor in my head. After which, I will come to the most practical decision of maintaining status quo. If my life is in normacy now, why risk it? So what happiness? It might not be worth the risk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yes yes yes. People say you live once and live your life to the best. Aint this some saying or taken from some books or "dare to dream" kind of movie tagline or script. Be real and wake up. Life is not like that. I'm negative and worse than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I always thought that I can forgive but not forget. Now I realise that I can't do both. So many years of fustrations and anger had been bottled up in me. This cause me to see the world and people in such negative light. I savour every chance and opportunity to put down someone who once crossed my path in the same way which they treated me and many times worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;By doing this, I gain that pleasure and "happiness" which no money can buy. At that moment, you think of what had happend years before and you tell yourself. Its my time now, my turn. This is an extremely bad indication that I'm losing it. How can on find pleasure from puting others down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A good news is that I realise that I have the semi split personality. I can be the angel to the world at one time but once I'm triggered, please stay away from me. I'm able to pick out every negative aspect of any good thing that is around me. I'm critical of everything and almost sweeping everything away with my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm glad this is not the real me but juz another side of me. A side which comes out now &amp;amp; then to instill fear and hurt on others who owed me. On the other hand, when I'm myself, I'm just so nice to everyone around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm scared of myself in fact. The switching of personality recently had been becoming more and more frequent and the thoughts and words I use are getting worse. Its not good. I sincerely need to let out everything once and for all. All the years of fustrations, anger, sadness and bitterness. Its too much for me to keep it in any longer. I really need to let it out. Perhaps I had reach my limit and its starting to drain me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can feel that I had lost alot of drive for things I used to enjoy. Perhaps all my energy had been channelled to surpress all my emotions. I need to let them out if I am to live a life. I don't know how. I'm still searching for an answer which many don't have nor myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm still searching...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. Which road do I take? she asked. Where do you want to go? was his response. I don't know, Alice answered. Then, said the cat, it doesn't matter." ~ Lewis Carroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&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/10476781-7530667504712958160?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/7530667504712958160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=7530667504712958160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7530667504712958160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7530667504712958160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2008/01/negativity.html' title='Negativity'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-1077419976784641797</id><published>2008-01-19T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:05:20.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facets of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogging it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time flies once again... Soon January 2008 will be gone. Life been really normal recently so much that I felt it had slowed down although time still past me day after day like a marathon runner that never stops even to catch a breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I have more time now, I do stop to ponder... about my Life. About the things I had achieved so far and what could have been. I realise that I have constantly tortured myself and poison my own mind. I should change not for the worse but better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need to find the motivation in Life. I do not have one. I used to have a few of them but after I achieved them, I just lost it. Its hard to find a new meaningful motivation to start me sprinting towards the goal; the light at the end of the tunnel. But to look at it in another way, the light might be an oncoming train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Perhaps contentment should be one word to consider. Its not easy for me to be contented. I always admire my friends who can live Life in a simple and contented way. They have so much less problems and are happy at many a times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When was the last time I was really happy? Perhaps I can use the help of some photos taken many years back. Happiness to be is not juz laughing. Laughing is juz momentary pleasure to relax the brain. Of course I need that and I do that but that to me is not happiness. Ain't I hard to please? See... contentment isn't going to be easy for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Conclusion is that I need a new goal in life. I need changes. I need to have it fast or I will just suffer everyday, like a walking dead. No direction, no energy, no will. I cannot go on like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED A CHANGE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If not now, then when?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"The elevator to success is out of order. You'll have to use the stairs... one step at a time."~ Joe Girard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/strong&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/10476781-1077419976784641797?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/1077419976784641797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=1077419976784641797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/1077419976784641797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/1077419976784641797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2008/01/facets-of-life.html' title='Facets of Life'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-2191458207388209816</id><published>2008-01-03T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T01:20:28.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>It still hurts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-2191458207388209816?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/2191458207388209816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=2191458207388209816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/2191458207388209816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/2191458207388209816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2008/01/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-3746968294999765606</id><published>2008-01-01T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T00:05:22.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lets blog at the start of the year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the blink of an eye, 2007 is gone and never to return again. Before I start all the talk of J 2008, lets re-cap on 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In my personal opinion, 2007 haven't been a great year for me at all. Only a few milestone for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) Change job from OCBC to Elsevier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2) Completed my part-time Bachelor Degree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) Went to Beijing for working trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's all that I can recall of 2007. That's quite sad huh. In wake of this, I had decided to come out with more serious and measurable resolutions for 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project J 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I had decided on 12 resolutions which is for the 12 months of 2008. The resolutions are segemented into 2 different groups with 2 points and 1 points based on the level of importance and difficulty. Here they are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Two Points Each)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Read Bible &amp;amp; Pray Everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its not going to be easy but I will try....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Keep Fit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hey hey. I feel its time for me to do it. Had been pushing it off since I left Army. Time to stay healthy. Not getting any younger. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) Go for Lasik Surgery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ever since this technology came out, I'm sure there are enough white mice for those to test on. Hence should be kind of stable. Been on my wishlist for quite sometime. Perhaps now it should be my to-do list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) Stop Bad Habit 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Arggh... I try....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5) Stop Bad Habit 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mmmm... not too sure as well. But gotta try....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6) Learn Cantonese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Always wanted to learn this dialect as I feel its really nice on the ears and less to say the songs. Will not be easy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(One Point Each)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7) Read 10 self-improvement books&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At a certain point of your life, you will feel the need to improve on your personal life and I feel that now is the time to do so. I'm already started on Book Number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8) Get Golf Handicap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Had tried to self-teach myself by learning the techniques from goggle-search. But guess you still need a proper coach to teach you the right stuff. Will be going lessons with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9) Do one regular sport per week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I actually really love sports and outdoor stuff. So I hope I'm able to fufill this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10) Save $XXXX in savings account&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not saying the amount. But its never early to start saving for retirement. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11) Catch up with 10 old friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;During Christmas, I received 6 unknown sms-es which were actually from my old friends. So I felt its time to catch up a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;12) Stay in my current job&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To some, this might be easy but from my past history, I had never stayed in a job for more than 1 year. Hence, something for me to achieve as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To summarise, apart from the above 12 resolutions, there are a further 3 bonus resolutions which are not listed. There are a total of 18 points to be achieved. I hope that at the end of 2008, I can re-look this list and find that I had achieved at least 9 points. Passing mark. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So thats about all. Tomorrow will be the first day of the New work year and a loooonnnnng 2008 lies ahead. I don't know what to expect. 2008 hasn't realli started well for me but heck it, I will make it end well and thats all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The quote below is very inspiring for me. A good way to start 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"It's enough for you to do it once for a few men to remember you. But if you do it year after year, then many people remember you and they tell it to their children, and their children and grandchildren. And if it's good enough, it will last as long as there are human beings." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~ Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&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/10476781-3746968294999765606?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/3746968294999765606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=3746968294999765606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/3746968294999765606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/3746968294999765606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2008/01/j-2008.html' title='J 2008'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-4415378922296598469</id><published>2007-12-02T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T03:11:10.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piece of my Mind &amp; Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's Share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Been back from Beijing for 2 weeks now. Had been really busy as its straight to reservist upon reaching home for another 2 weeks. But now finally I finished reservist and will be back to office on Monday after one month of absence. I'm sure all in office miss me... hahaha... thinking too much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps I'm really thinking too much....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time: 2.50am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm still not sleeping. I'm physically tired. I went to play badminton with Andy, Kelvin &amp;amp; Joey which after that we had a nice dinner and went to Party World for some songs. We then dropped by Jalan Kayu for some "teh-tarik". Andy was then nice to send me home while Joey sent Kelvin home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm really tired. I can't sleep. My brain is thinking thinking. I'm reasoning with myself. I have some issues I need to think through. I'm always a rational &amp;amp; logical person. I always stick to my beliefs and principles. As per what Kelvin &amp;amp; Andy say, I'm always full of principles and my own made self beliefs and values which I keep them. BUT they also notice that I do have soft spots which sometime can change my decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I want to believe I'm still rational. One reason why I am who I am today is coz I think through everything in life. I always list out all the possibilities and uncertainity of every decision and the consequences that somes along with the decision. I then make the most rational and logical decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is the reason why I'm still thinking at this hour. Been thinking for the past one week. Been thinking for the past 3 yrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still thinking.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Perhaps, I can no longer use my brain to think... Perhaps its time to start using my heart to think as well. You know those Hollywood movies where they inspire you to "follow your heart" Haha. I'm sure this line is familiar... Damm Hollywood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Where there is Happiness, comes Sadness. Where there is Gain, comes Loss. All things in this universe is interlinked and goes around. No one can be in gain forever nor anyone always having that same happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In fact, I had already thought through everything long time ago and finished the entire thought process. I had laid out all the possible decisions and narrowed out the clear "Right" decision to make. However I did not pick that most rational decision. I chose the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is not a simple issue. Perhaps thats why we are made human. Pure Brain Activity Decisions do not carry feelings. Perhaps we all need to think more with our heart. That's when we can be true to ourself and make a decision that will not end in regrets later in Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Right now. I had never been clearer about the decision I had made. I'm only more confident and determined. As my one of my own value which I hold dear. I had made it the quote for this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, I feel much better and never more clear...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Blogging just rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"I rather try &amp;amp; fail... then fail to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&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/10476781-4415378922296598469?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/4415378922296598469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=4415378922296598469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4415378922296598469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4415378922296598469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/12/piece-of-my-mind-life.html' title='Piece of my Mind &amp; Life'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-7593711592406408037</id><published>2007-09-29T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:25:09.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few Nights In Beijing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's blog about Beijing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its been like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 weeks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since I came back and like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since I last blogged. Anyway, this post is more of an update about my trip and recent stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took a midnight flight at 1.15am and arrived Beijing in the early morning. I was kind of impressed with the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1812.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the way to hotel from the airport, there were similar trees along both sides of the road. Found out from the "shi fu" (term for driver) that those trees are call "Bai Liu Shu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1816.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After checking in at Park Royal, went to walk around and did a bit of sight-seeing. Visited this temple thingy which was the one with the emperors visited in the olden days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Front View of the temple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1825.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Some chinese characters...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1828.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**The road circled in red is the same path which only the emperor can take when visiting the emperor. I tried it as well and it felt kinda good. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1830.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are really alot of interesting buildings &amp;amp; structures in Beijing... Check them out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1821.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1831.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1820.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1960.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**This is the Beijing version of Sim Lim Square. Lots of computer &amp;amp; electronic stuffs inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1834.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After staying the first day at Park Royal, then went to stay at Hyatt which was nearer to office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1964.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**My room which I slept for so many nights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG2008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**View from the room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1846.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1844.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course there must be some pictures to prove that it is China after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**The bicycle speaks for itself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1850.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Law &amp;amp; Order???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1858.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Amazed? Not a really sex shop. They just sell contraceptives... haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG2001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some other Uniquely Beijing pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Wan Fu Jing... Singapore's version of Orchard Road...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG2004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG2006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG2007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**The shop selling Beijing 2008 Stuff...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG2003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1878.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1881.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Food Street... Yum Yum...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG1884.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Home Sweet Home..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/CIMG2019.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thats basically the photo wrap-up for the Beijing Trip. Will be going back in 1 weeks time anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another great news.... I had finally finished my part-time studies. Now, I have so much time to do stuff I like or even just relax fully at home. Speaking of this, I shall stop here for now as I will be going Sentosa tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"What you see is yours, what you don't is lost"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-7593711592406408037?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/7593711592406408037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=7593711592406408037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7593711592406408037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7593711592406408037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/09/few-nights-in-beijing.html' title='Few Nights In Beijing...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-3915459031666843015</id><published>2007-07-29T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T02:59:41.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts in my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blog the thoughts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Been thinking alot recently... erm.. wats new about that? I had always been thinking or else it wun b me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lets update first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Recently, life had been pretty much of a routine for me. Working on weekdays and perhaps meeting Dennis &amp; Clarence on weekends or staying at home slacking ard. Really kind of quiet life nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today was suppose to go Sentosa with Dennis and Clarence but it was raining. In the end, went to Den's house to play mj till 12am plus. Reached home at 1am but couldn't sleep until now. So I'm blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time: 2.45am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Was discussing with Clare in this afternoon if it is more important to find someone you love or someone who love you.I used to believe in the former but my thinking had perhaps shifted a bit. The basic question is: "Do you love the person because you need her or do you need the person because you love her?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although there is only a shift in the place of the 2 words need &amp; love, the difference is vast. We came to the conclusion that although the later is the correct one, the society is shifting towards the former. It might not necessary be bad thou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time: 2.50am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My ZZZ monster is starting to set in. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its 60 days before I finish my last exam paper. I had started the countdown timer for it. I just can't wait for it to be over so that I can have a load off my mind. Life will definately change alot after I finish my studies. Not only I will have more free time, mentally, it is a relief. However, that also means that I will have to change my routine of life which I had been having for the past 2yrs plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It will not be easy but gotta try. Yawnz... really feeling slpy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just some updates. I will be going Beijing for 1 week in August and followed by another 5 days in HKG. Some travelling to do but its cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shall stop here for now. I know I should blog more regularly. I will try to do so. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time: 2.55am = Sleeping Time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"I love you not because I need you. I need you because I love you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&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/10476781-3915459031666843015?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/3915459031666843015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=3915459031666843015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/3915459031666843015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/3915459031666843015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/07/thoughts-in-my-mind.html' title='Thoughts in my mind'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-2722077464802951341</id><published>2007-07-17T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T01:55:08.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm losing myself</title><content type='html'>Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I recovered? I do not know. Its been more than 4 years. Perhaps I have not or maybe I had but I can't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life had been good recently. Bought a PSP so that it can be my best friend on my journey to work and back home. Been reaching home real early once I finish work and now I can relax in front of the TV at 7pm and watch some TV while lying on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;No life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really I think. Its good to have a change of environment and time to myself in my small world without the hassle of whats happening outside. Hiding myself? Definately not. Its kind of hard thou. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more months and it will be over. By this I mean my degree studies. Been on going for 2 yrs and I just can't wait to finish the last exam paper in september and hand it in before shouting to the sky and  breathing out a sense of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will definately change as I have even more free time to myself. Mmm. Got to perhaps pick up some new activities or hobbies like stamp collecting, origami, planting flowers, rearing fish etc. Hahaha. Mmm... I wonder if I will do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I shall go back to playing piano and pick it back again. Hopefully the touch isn't too "lost". It will be good to get a few nice chinese songs to sing and play at the same time... Awwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new job is good so far and really been using lots of brain power. It just further improve my ability to think and analysis; problem solver. Weee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from prawning with Dennis, Yiling and Clarence. He just touched down this afternoon and we met up after so long. Finally everyone is back and we can get back once again. Its been an eventful 2 yrs since 3 of us started our Bachelor studies. Although all 3 of us chose different paths, we achieved our goals in the end. Erm... as for me, in another 2 mths time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.48am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now and I have no mood to slp. Haha. Since when do normal people need mood to slp. But I'm not a normal person hence, trying to tire myself out before falling into sleep without any dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just decided to watch a DVD then perhaps I will be tired halfway and fall asleep. Thats what I'm going to do now. Hehe. Brillant idea of mine. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I miss someone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"The real contest is always between what you've done and what you're capable of doing. You measure yourself against yourself and nobody else." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-2722077464802951341?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/2722077464802951341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=2722077464802951341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/2722077464802951341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/2722077464802951341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-losing-myself.html' title='I&apos;m losing myself'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-7766680895971352744</id><published>2007-07-04T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T14:37:43.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seclusion</title><content type='html'>Blogging in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going into seclusion very very soon. Need to redefine my piorities and "wake up my idea" and plan for the 2nd part of the year and determine the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PPIs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Personal Performance Indicators) to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Personality Survey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this morning and the results show that I'm a Helper, Achiever &amp;amp; Peace Maker. Mmm... Perhaps I didn't know myself well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Helper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The caring, interpersonal type. They are empathetic, sincere, and warm-hearted. They are friendly, generous, and self-sacrificing, but can also be sentimental, flattering, and people-pleasing. They are well-meaning and driven to be close to others, but can slip into doing things for others in order to be needed. They typically have problems with possessiveness and with acknowledging their own needs. At their Best: unselfish and altruistic, they have unconditional love for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Achiever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The adaptable, success-oriented type. They are self-assured, attractive, and charming. Ambitious, competent, and energetic, they can also be status-conscious and highly driven for advancement. They are diplomatic and poised, but can also be overly concerned with their image and what others think of them. They typically have problems with workaholism and competitiveness. At their Best: self-accepting, authentic, everything they seem to be—role models who inspire others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Peacemaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The easy-going, self-effacing type. They are accepting, trusting, and stable. They are usually creative, optimistic, and supportive, but can also be too willing to go along with others to keep the peace. They want everything to go smoothly and be without conflict, but they can also tend to be complacent, simplifying problems and minimizing anything upsetting. They typically have problems with inertia and stubbornness. At their Best: indomitable and all-embracing, they are able to bring people together and heal conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interesting facts about myself if the personality test is accurate. I do agree with some of those points mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my PSP recently. Finally after such a long long long time, decided to buy one and enterain myself. Ever since I got it, the journey to work and home had never been shorter. Time seems to fly by so fast when you are on your PSP. Cools...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to blog much of my thoughts will leave them till I come out of seclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ByeZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Our attitudes control our lives. Attitudes are a secret power working twenty-four hours a day, for good or bad. It is of paramount importance that we know how to harness and control this great force."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Tom Blandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-7766680895971352744?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/7766680895971352744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=7766680895971352744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7766680895971352744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7766680895971352744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/07/blogging-in-seclusion-im-going-into.html' title='Seclusion'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-7709144192828725323</id><published>2007-06-28T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T15:58:38.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What 2 do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blog It or Not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always maintain my principle that if you want to do something, either you do it to your best or not do it at all. There's no point doing a half job as it does not achieve anything and will only come back and haunt someone else if not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the decision is to go or not to go. I will usually make some critical thinking and list down all the facts with the pros &amp; cons to aid my decision making. This template for making decision usually work for most but not some. I do not put feelings when I make decisions. I use the most logical and practical thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, there are multiple decisions to be made and I'm glad that most of them that I made had turned out fine. GOOD DECISIONS! haha. There are still a few outstanding decisions to be made and perhaps those with a heavier impact if the decision is not sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per what I had learnt in OCS, "A bad decision is better than no decision." This is what pushes me to make decisions everytime. Hahaha. My decisions are usually and mostly part of a bigger picture which is called "A Plan" I always plan &amp;amp;amp; plan &amp; plan &amp;amp; plan.... I believe that a person's plan can fail but they should never fail to plan. Hehe. Lots of Jasunzlogy coming out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I always think a few steps ahead of things and think of all the possible outcomes that might arise. It is also from here that I'm able to predict and prepare myself for what might be coming. Like what happened last Saturday when Dennis &amp;amp; Me went Sentosa. After all the happenings, we finally could proceed to Sentosa and I told Dennis that after all that had happen, it might just rain and we cannot go again. He gave me the disbelieving look + -_-"' look. My explaination is that I'm just preparing him for the worst that might happen so that when it really happens, he will be prepared for it. He gave me -_-"' + -_-"'.... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a strong believer of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Murphy's Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and 3 laws I like are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What can go wrong will go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When there are 5 or 6 things that can go wrong, the one with the worst impact will occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When you prepare a plan for the 5 situations that might go wrong, a 6th situation will appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I'm not a pessimistic person. I just like to be prepared and not caught with my pants down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all for now! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"To will is to select a goal, determine a course of action that will bring one to that goal, and then hold to that action until the goal is reached. The key is action."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Michael Hanson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-7709144192828725323?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/7709144192828725323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=7709144192828725323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7709144192828725323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/7709144192828725323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-2-do.html' title='What 2 do?'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-5797455507162625506</id><published>2007-06-25T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T11:43:05.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Mon Day!</title><content type='html'>Bad start to Monday Blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be the 2nd post for the day considering that I made a long post in the wee hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad bad start. I can't really consider it a bad start but just not to my liking. Moral of the story again is "What you don't know won't hurt you" The problem perhaps is that humans are born with curiousity. Without it, I don't think we will have lightbulbs and planes flying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just condemmed another person. Sentenced to life imprisionment by the Law of J. The trail had been ongoing but finally today the sentence is passed. Why do people and things change so fast and unexpected? - Discuss.... Haha. Might be a possible exam question huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished bloggin the previous post, I only slept at 4.30am after much tossing and turning. Tonight will be another long long night as I will be heading down to Kallang Mac for the Marketing Research project again. Should only be done around 2 to 3 am. Phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't feel good. Heart is sick but the mind is still fine. Its good that I think more with my mind than my heart. If you think with your heart it more likely that you will get hurt. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall keep this short. Anyway, I made another decision. I'm going to make a comeback... what comeback? Time will tell everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Our attitudes control our lives. Attitudes are a secret power working twenty-four hours a day, for good or bad. It is of paramount importance that we know how to harness and control this great force."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Tom Blandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-5797455507162625506?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/5797455507162625506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=5797455507162625506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/5797455507162625506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/5797455507162625506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/06/bad-mon-day.html' title='Bad Mon Day!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-3529325294693184897</id><published>2007-06-25T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T03:00:17.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pouring Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lets blog about it with a heavy heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time: 2.24am, 25th May 2007 Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't get to sleep. Kind of disturbed by the happenings around me for the past one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friends getting car accidents like twice in 2 weeks, people falling in love and also out of it. Friends and close ones getting hurt. How can I sleep? So many things and thoughts going on in my head right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whenever I try to rest my mind and fall into slumber, I just keep thinking. Perhaps I'm becoming more and more or a thinker. Good or Bad, no one knows. Who can really understand a fool's happiness? I would think that it will take a fool to understand and experience it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When was I last really happy myself? Doesn't really register in my mind for the past 2 years at least. Been too busy with myself and also the stuff of others. Perhaps sometimes I see my past suffereings in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I felt that way in the past, I had not one to turn to. I did not know what to know, a complete lost and lonely person. I managed to pick myself up after many knocks I had on the way up. Some of the knocks I received while trying to get myself up were harder than the rest. But still, I got up. I wouldn't say that I had fully stood up but I'm almost there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are times when I'm almost up only to be brought down again. A friend told me this quote from the show "ROCKY" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Its not how hard you can hit but how hard you can take being hit and stand up when you think you can't..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Inspiring ain't it. But of course I didn't pull myself base on this quote but it would had helped if I had know this quote much earlier. Although I had suffered and work hard to get myself back to where I am now, it had not been easy. I'm always on a constant lookout for things that will hurt me and make me fall again so that I will not go through the vicious cycle again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wouldn't blame anyone for what had happened. I'm glad that it happened and I was able to overcome it. What didn't kill me only made me stronger. Perhaps this is also a reason why when I see or sense people going through what I had been through before, I want to help them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The pain of suffering is bad enough, lest to say suffer alone. God didn't create human. He created humans so that we can lean on and support each other in times when we are down. Humans are weak by nature and on one can live on his/her own. I tried it for a while and trust me. It SUCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Choices comes to us almost everyday and to many other people as well. The difference is the decision that one makes. As I mentioned before, for every decision made, there will be a consquence. Prior to making a decision, an important aspect to note will be to consider if that individual making the decision is able or ready to accept whatever consquences that might result from that decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Decision do in fact alter a person's life and steer it in another direction that might not find itself back on the same path again. Perhaps by sheer chance, the paths might meet again but things will never be the same. Some decision do not impact, others does and it is important that we make right those decisions that does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm just having so much thoughts in my mind that I need to pen it down. I'm afraid that I will forget them someday. At least should I lose it, I'm able to read it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While I'm blogging now, I listening to my favorite song. "The Sassy Girl" Seems long some may say. Its a Korean show from 3 years ago. But, it leave a deep impact on me. It reminds me.... of someone. I still like the song so much. I just simply feel for it. Whenever I listen to it, thoughts and feelins just flows out from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perhaps I'm now crapping on this post or at least some people may think so. I don't care. Sometimes, I read the blogs of random strangers and some of their post just manage to bring me up when I'm down. I hope that mine will be able to help someone, even one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I really can't sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time: 2.46am, 25th June 2007 Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;22 minutes of my life had just past as I was blogging. 22 minutes that will never ever come back ever again. This is just Life. No matter what you do, be it happy or sad, Life still goes on and the time of the world just ticks by without a care for what is happening. So why not live happily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was sharing with another friend why I like to look at stars or moon when I'm feeling down. Sometimes, it just comforts you so much to know that while you are looking that the moon feeling sad, someone else at another part of the world might just be doing likewise with the same feelings. Perhaps it just brings a certain kind of comfort knowing that you are not alone. Humans are really afriad of being alone. I'm human after all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Think I had wrote enough of feelings for this post. I'm not going to do any coloring or fonting to this post. Feelings are things written by the heart and need no colors to make them felt. It can just simply be felt. The thoughts of the author.... me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's all for now. I'm not too sure what I'm going to do since I'm not a bit tired and my mind is still very much awake. Yet another obstacle to pass. I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~John Barrymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&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/10476781-3529325294693184897?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/3529325294693184897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=3529325294693184897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/3529325294693184897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/3529325294693184897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/06/pouring-thoughts.html' title='Pouring Thoughts...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-4945238304772149739</id><published>2007-06-19T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T15:54:57.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood Swingsssssssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blogging again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having mood swings again... and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.... and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.... and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mood swing is an extreme or rapid change in mood. It is commonly associated with mood disorders of which the most classic is bipolar disorder or manic depression. Causes of mood swings are due to hormonal changes that can temporarily upset brain chemistry. Some examples are PMS, menopause or puberty. Mood swing generally subside on their own once the hormones normalize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cause of mood swing can't be due to PMS and I dun think I will menopause at my age and I'm definately way past puberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What is happening to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I have very frequent hormonal changes. Perhaps I'm horny! hahaha. Rubbish... I believe mood swings are also cause by the surrounding and thinking of the person. Perhaps, if there is enough brain activity in the person, there is a possibility of the brain controling the hormonal changes. So, at the end of the day, the moral of the story is not to think so much! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out yesterday with Eric, Nic &amp; Joey to Rochor Bean Curd. After that we went to Labador Park to chat and Andy joined us. Was relaxing and nice. Didn't stay out too late as we were all tired. Wanted to watch some TV when I reach home but was to sianz and tired to do it and hit the sack immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Going back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking why I had that sudden mood swing yesterday and I think I might have found the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Your coldness had pierce me once again. I sometimes wonder if what had happened was all but a dream. A dream that had became a nightmare for me. Perhaps the dream only existed in my part of the world and never yours. How fast things change in life. Our lives are like 2 paths pependicular to each other that crossed each other once and perhaps never to cross again. I had tried to bend the path at least on my side in order to meet yours again but as mentioned, it always takes 2 hands to clap and my lone effort is of little use when you always seem to be moving ever so much further away. I shall recover and try again like what I had been doing for the past 3 yrs...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The world cares very little about what a man or woman knows; it is what a man or woman is able to do that counts."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~ Booker T. Washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-4945238304772149739?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/4945238304772149739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=4945238304772149739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4945238304772149739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4945238304772149739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/06/mood-swingsssssssssss.html' title='Mood Swingsssssssssss'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-5127338329982949829</id><published>2007-06-18T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T17:21:11.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hard Truth</title><content type='html'>Panic Blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just looked at my office calendar and panic for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My EXAMS are next Friday and the following Monday. OMG! Time flies fast. Guess the best part. I haven't studied for it yet! To add on to all this, I do not have any mood to study! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die. I getting "nua-er" with each passing semester. The good thing is that I only have one more semester before I graduate. Phew. This is the only relief that I can hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happen to my friends recently and I feel sad about it as well. Life is really so unpredictable and humans are one main cause for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is trust? I believe trust is something that comes along with Love. Once the trust is breeched, it is always so difficult to gain it back and in no time, Love will deplete and cease to exisit. Sad fact but it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kind of down recently as well but not too sure why. Perhaps it is just another of my mood swings. Ahhh... My mood swings are back again. This means I'm feeling something somewhere again. mmm... gotta get out of this mood swing soon or it will affect my exams for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to blog much in this post just wanted to share some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Success... it's what you do with what you've got."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~ Leroy Van Dyke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-5127338329982949829?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/5127338329982949829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=5127338329982949829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/5127338329982949829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/5127338329982949829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/06/hard-truth.html' title='The Hard Truth'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-2790836494768555152</id><published>2007-06-13T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T13:07:09.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Night Out</title><content type='html'>Lets blog it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey... I'm blogging again. Whats new? Anyway just writting about the stuff I had been doing recently until last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had 2 Sundays of Sentosa where the frisbee really did us proud. Last sunday was no difference. The only difference is that our throwing range got further &amp; further. I'm sure we got some fans just sitting there watching us play. Haha. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was prawning nite again and this time Dennis and Yiling came along and Yiling kind of was the more enthu person in prawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite was at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amber 21&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bdae celebration. Was fun and there were a total of 21 pax in our group. Wah! Was doing guard duty to ensure the fun wasn't spolit. Haha. Anyway, will post pics soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why my posting are without pics recently is due to the fact that I bought a new lappie and haven't installed Adobe Photoshop. Actually I had but I do not have the CD key. Hence can't do much of editing. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets digress into other stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been more exciting recently. Expanding my group of friends and being more friendly. Erm as if I wasn't last time. Actually, I don't really have much to blog about but I felt like blogging. Perhaps I really need to find a topic to blog about. Right now, brain a bit fried after doing too much thinking after thinking after thinking. Too much analysing. Arggh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming pretty soon as in like 2 weeks time so gotta start revising if I want to get my distinctions again else, just play.... hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to have tutorials tonite and perhaps I will head straight home and have an early nite. Been kind of tired recently slping at 3am everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really running out of stuff to blog so I shall stop for now. If there is any interesting topics to dicuss, do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Some men have thousands of reasons why they cannot do what they want to, when all they need is one reason why they can."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~ Willis Whitney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-2790836494768555152?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/2790836494768555152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=2790836494768555152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/2790836494768555152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/2790836494768555152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-night-out.html' title='Another Night Out'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-5249891249844124974</id><published>2007-06-05T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:43:12.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Awaited Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its really time to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo… been a long long time since I last did any blogging. Apologise for the long lapse in posting. Really lost quite a fair bit of urge to blog. That with some added on laziness equals to no post for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just do a bit of update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last post I made was on 10th April 2007. Wah. Didn’t realize my level of laziness until now. During my last post, I was still with OCBC bank. Currently, I had joined Elsevier Singapore for 1 month now and it doesn’t seem long to me at all. Perhaps coz I’m enjoying what I’m doing and being able to go home early for dinner and still earning enough to feed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I left the bank, I still keep very in touch with my ex-colleagues. They are really a bunch that breathe new life into me. Remove a fair bit of my “nua-ness”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we had activities like bowling, steamboating and even went Pl Ubin to cycle and eat seafood. Weee. Life is good huh. Actually Pl Ubin was only like last Saturday and my ass was super tired after the cycle. To make things even worse, I went Sentosa on Sunday with Dennis and Yiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun at Sentosa just playing Frisbie. Our Super Ring did us proud again. We started playing at 2.30pm and by 2.35pm (Yes you are right only 5 mins), we lost our frisbie to the sea again. Tired to look for it but as usual, we never manage to. In the end, both of us drove out of Sentosa to buy a new one again. Haha. Mad Asses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lets digress…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are approaching I’m just so happy. Can’t wait for the next semester to arrive as that would be my last 3 months. Already did a forecast for the grand celebration date and that’s not my graduation date. It’s the moment of time when I hand in my last exam paper for this part time studies. 24th September 2007 4.00pm…. or earlier. Hahaha. (Note: I never finsh my exam paper on time. I usually hand in at least 30mins before time. Dun be late mah! Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tracking Back….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still doing my weekly routine of prawning on Monday Nights with Jimmy and now I’m adding on another weekly activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Islanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm… came out with this term like… 3 seconds ago. Going to resume the weekly Sentosa thingy like I did 2 yrs back. Its feel real great to throw the frisbie on the beach and have those around you stare with their mouth wide open and mumble underneath their breaths like….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“That was damm far…”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;~Some unknown Ah Beng on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Wow.. How did they do that? They gotta be pros…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;~An unknown Ah Lian besides the Ah Beng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“We gotta buy that frisbie…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;~Some unimportant individual on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I’m Lovin’ It! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Note again: This is not the Mac Donalds line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Next topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had decided to go on a backpacking trip after my final exams in September. Not going Europe. Had been wanting to go Cambodia and Sentosa… (pui) I mean Vietnam for a long time. (I guess I think too much about Sentosa le) Wish to go these 2 countries to experience the life there and perhaps gain some enlightenment after observing the simple life of others. Perhaps this will help me appreciate Life even more. There have been a few people applying to go along. Not to worry. The enrolment is still open for application. Hahaha. Lamb….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next section is just some updates of friends I had made during the first half of the year….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Prawn Brother who lured me into the prawning industry. Hahaha. A great fellow with a big heart. He live with 2 motto:&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; “Live Life Happily”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Bu Yao Hai Ren”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Don’t harm others)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joey Fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Some people call her mummy, others call her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms Mor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Coz she damm can take her time to slowly do things. Haha. There is this unique point about her. Usually Drinks and Always Drunk. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hazel Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ah Ma. Always say that she is 75 yrs old. She is a pro at poking her own hair. She just does that funnie twist to the hair and poke a pencil or pen through it to hold the hair up. (Others usually use a nice hair pin, she uses anything that can stick into it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling Mei Mei. Not really sure of the history why I became the Kor Kor and her the mei mei. But she is a hell of a sunshine ger whose smile can melt both North and South pole. (Likes to pretend to be Rainie Yang while singing... oops...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The F4 Gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(I know its lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This F4 is of course not the one in Meteor Garden (Liu Xing Hua Yuan) coz we are better than them. Haha. The 4 of us are Andy, Eric, Kelvin and ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eric Heng (Hua Ze Lie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Also known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Heng Heng Kopitiam”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He is the youngest among us and when he doesn’t talk or smile, looks damm “tau” (Mmm.. got a bit of rhyme leh…) Looks a bit Ah Beng (A bit is definitely an understatement here) but he is actually a nice guy with a kind heart. (That’s when he is not angry or driving) Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kelvin Phuah (Mei Zhuo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ok. Got to clarify. He doesn’t have long hair. He is just one day younger than me. Haha. Like me, he is a Scorpio. Like me, he came from PICO doing Events. Like me… erm.. that’s pretty much it. He is one kind of a funnie guy and he can really drink and he is MAD! Who organizes a drinking party at a friends house where like 7 to 8 person finish like 10 bottles of liquor. He is the kind… (*points to Kelvin) Used to call him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“Mr Properly”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as he always says that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Andy Lim (Ximen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not coz he thinks that girls can only last for 1 week. Its more like girls think he can only last for a week. Hahaha. No Lar. We sometimes call him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Sorry Sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; due to a freak incident at one of our function at Chjimes where he was “sabo-ed” to do some dirty dancing with a hot chick. He kept saying sorry everytime he touch the girl and the girl was of course &amp; perhaps a bit turned off. He always eats and eats and eats and eats... arggh.. even I'm tired typing... He is also known as the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Vegetable Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Not coz he is vegetarian but coz he got lots of “cai” (Gers) ranging up to 275 now. &lt;em&gt;(Do I hear some wow…..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jason Leng (Daoming Si)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They sometimes call me &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;“Len Sian Sheng”&lt;/span&gt; (Mr Cold) not because I am but coz of my initials “S O Leng” (Like So Cold) Damm… constantly made fun of. Erm…. Feels kind of weird writing about yourself so I shall stop although there are still tons of positive points about myself…. Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupz yupz. That basically sums up my partners in crime for the first part of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this long post make up for the laziness and I will be more consistent in posting. I actually had the strong urge to share my thoughts in the blog but was just to lazy. I recently realize the value of blogging where I can go to my archives and search for the very same day 2 years ago and find out how I was feeling or what I did back then.. Ain’t it cool… So Blog more….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s about all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"If you're climbing the ladder of life, you go rung by rung, one step at a time. Don't look too far up, set your goals high but take one step at a time. Sometimes you don't think you're progressing until you step back and see how high you've really gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Donny Osmond &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/strong&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/10476781-5249891249844124974?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/5249891249844124974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=5249891249844124974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/5249891249844124974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/5249891249844124974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/06/long-awaited-post.html' title='The Long Awaited Post!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-6767440750179690588</id><published>2007-04-10T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T02:00:22.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Activities in Life!</title><content type='html'>Weee! Exams are over but this coming Thursday is the first lecture for the new quarter again. Haha. This non-stop activity of working and studying had been ongoing for almost 2 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's going to be over soon. Just half a year more and its done..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the incident the other day. My dad was telling my sis that she had 2 more weeks of freedom before she starts her poly studies. I immediately corrected him by saying that she still had 3 more years of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, studying is such an enjoyment. As in being a full time student lar. No need to work and study. Mmm. I digressed! Lets get back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then asked myself why I said that. I really miss being a full time student. Perhaps this is life. You will not cherish the things that you have with you until all is over and you lose it. I need to find a time machine. Haha. Lets get back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per the title to this blog, I recently started prawning and I had made it my every Monday night activity. I gave it a name... "Prawning Night" How lame right? Haha. That's me for your info. But I really enjoy it as its kind of like an alternative for fishing which I miss so much due to lack of time n company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Must write more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been like 2 yrs plus since I left Army and started working. Just recapped the other day about the paths I had been through in the short 2 yrs since all startedin Year 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Year 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkway Promotions  --&gt; PICO Art International --&gt; Parkway Promotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Year 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkway Promotions --&gt; AIA --&gt; OCBC Bank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Year 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCBC Bank --&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. There's a trend. I will change jobs 2 times a year. Mmm. Whats next? This is definately not something to be proud of. I'm not job hopping but I'm trying to gain as much experience from different industries and different environments. I'm still learning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to complain about Life recently or rather I learnt to see things in a different light. Be more positive and move on. A constant quote keep ringing in my mind which I will share later and it keeps me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had lots of photos to upload but really lack the energy to do it. No worries. I will definately do it pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all for now. Just came back from Prawning. Hehe. Kind of late. Got an early appointment tomorrow. Time to hit the sack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Tough time don't last, tough man does!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-6767440750179690588?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/6767440750179690588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=6767440750179690588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/6767440750179690588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/6767440750179690588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-activities-in-life.html' title='New Activities in Life!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-4674132636563609743</id><published>2007-03-25T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T23:46:38.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG! Its Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blog Blog Blog! Gotta Blog!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Man. Been a damm ******* long time since I last blogged. Last post was in fact 11th Feb 07 and that's before CNY. Hohoho. How fast time flies yeah. So guess it will be nice to have some updates for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Been really busy with work and everything just zooms past week after week. Now it's 2 more weeks to exams only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Actually although I haven't blog for quite sometime, I don't seem to have much to blog about as life is much of a routine. Work &gt; Drink &gt; Sleep &gt; Work &gt; Study &gt; Drink &gt; Sleep. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nah recently took up prawning with Jimmy and we been there twice. Think we will be going there again tomorrow. Yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's going to be the end of the quarter at work and I have been at OCBC for more than 3 months. Choices... choices.... choices.... Time will tell everything soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have a new resolution for April 07! I shall make my life more interesting and colorful. Do stuff I like and adore. I must do it or I will not have much to blog about! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok. That's about all for now and I shall make it more of a point to blog more and hope I will have some new stories to share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There are some people who live in a dream world, and there are some who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~ Douglas Everett&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&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/10476781-4674132636563609743?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/4674132636563609743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=4674132636563609743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4674132636563609743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/4674132636563609743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/03/omg-its-time.html' title='OMG! Its Time!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-117120662155484779</id><published>2007-02-11T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:10:21.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unpredictability of Life</title><content type='html'>I suddenly felt like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, you never know what the next hour, minute or even second might bring you. Sometimes, you just feel so small in this whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a difficult day. Unexpected news that shook me and people whom I started to develop friendship with might be leaving me. Alas, these are fragmented pieces of life that we have to deal with, live with and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life nowadays is getting boring with each passing day. The only difference or improvement is that I took up Ballroom Dancing recently and now into my thrid lesson. I kind of enjoy it and look forward to it. It's a new social activity to dislodge me from my taxing routine of working and studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is just so very near and it seems not too long ago that we just ushered in the year of the dog. Now the year of Pig is here. Wow!!! Time really just fly past and I just can't recall much eventful stuff I did. Perhaps this will be an area to improve on this coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really recovered from my flu and cough bug. Gotta rest well. Really do not want to miss out on all those "Once A Year" goodies that is currently lying in my living room waiting to be eaten. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be a hectic one and its good as it means time will fly past fast again. This also means I will grow old faster without realising it. Haiz. The other day, a colleague of mine in fact made a guess that I was aged 28 to 29 when I'm not even 25 yet. Haiz. Perhaps I should start investing in SKII. Hahaha. Any kind soul out there willing to sponsor me. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lar. I should stop now and watch a bit of TV. A luxury that I had missed out alot in the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! Happy Chinese New Year and many bountiful returns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Henry Ward Beecher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-117120662155484779?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/117120662155484779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=117120662155484779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/117120662155484779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/117120662155484779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/02/unpredictability-of-life.html' title='The Unpredictability of Life'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-117025962418746229</id><published>2007-02-01T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:07:04.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voices within me</title><content type='html'>Blogging time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its pretty much the time to blog again. Emotions and moods penting up within me so I got to find an outlet for it. Alas, this is the best place for it. I always feel much better after blogging my feelings out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Basically only a few things are affecting me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1) Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2) Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3) Feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww. How long can I keep going at the pace I'm going now. Been working super late nights and back to work at the same time over and over again. Can't be burning out that soon I hope. Should be able to at least last 6 months. Blessings for me is that the results are coming in now and I'm both proud of it and contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do really change with time. Their piorities change and perhaps so do their choice of friends. Perhaps I should just let people leave and move on in life. I am constantly evaluating my circle of friends and people I consider close to me. Over the years, some had proved their worth but many or rather most had failed me over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person who put alot into building relationships with others and it kind of affects me lots when matters regarding friends arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying once again. I allowed my feelings to overtake my mind again. Perhaps I'm still not that strong or that's just me. Haha. I shall work it out. I hope I will be able to work it out this time. The feeling is just so different and just so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess just got to let things take their course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about all for now. Tomorrow will be another day of chasing after numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Never Give Up, Never Surrender!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-117025962418746229?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/117025962418746229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=117025962418746229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/117025962418746229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/117025962418746229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/02/voices-within-me.html' title='Voices within me'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116932067939340889</id><published>2007-01-21T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T03:35:36.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry Again.</title><content type='html'>I definately need to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihi everyone! So sorry I didn't blog for such a long time. Lots of stuff had been happening and I just lost the mood to blog. As I always think to myself. Never blog for the sake of blogging alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging for me is to relieve stress. Let myself, my thoughts and my feelings out. It's a avenue for me to release myself to who might read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you guys for staying around and for those whom I do not know. Thanks alot once again. Now, let's save all those mushy stuffs and update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God! My last post was actually &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7th Dec 2006.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haiz. It's been a really long long time boy. Perhaps it will be good to start with Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, Christmas means alot. Christmas is the time to giving and shower care &amp; love to people close to me. I'm glad I did that this year and did it fufillingly. I accompanied a friend at hospital and while lotsa people are getting wasted at clubs with all booze and music &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(not that it is wrong),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I was in the peace and tranquinity of the hospital wards. I didn't do much as I'm not medically trained but I felt that just being there physically present, I just wanted to show moral and mental support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, that's the least I can do in the spirit of Christmas. To find back the meaning and feeling of giving again this Christmas had really been real nice. It's indeed one of the best Christmas I had ever and I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEW JOB!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined a new company or I wouldn't actually call it a company. It's a bank, OCBC Bank. So far, all colleagues and bosses had been really nice. Hence, although the environment &amp;amp; KPIs are stressful for me, I'm kind of able to push myself and constantly motivate myself. I'm actually in Enterprise Banking doing Unsecured Business Term Loans or so called &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Legal Loanshark".&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Sounds cool huh... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(We only send electronic pig head... cut cost mah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back to more serious stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEW YEAR!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been really a good boy. I didn't club or booze at all. I went for a church countdown and all was was inspiring and touching. It was a good change. Perhaps I'm getting older and becoming more mature &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;(Ah Pek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in thinking. My goals and piorities in life had changed and with every passing year, it's getting more and more crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Thoughts...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been thinking... I am starting to lead a socially unbalanced life. As much as I can provide advice and so on in the name of Dr J, what had I done for myself. Perhaps this is the same problems faced by Surgeons that they can't operate on themself when they have health problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually starting to drift away from the social circles I used to be in. I actually lost a part of me. The part of me that so constantly love to be out there somewhere, conversing with people, sharing thoughts, sorrows &amp; laughter. I miss it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Opportunity Cost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Economics.&lt;/span&gt; If my current job or the activites causes me to lose time and energy over stuff that I used to love so much to do and still yearning to do, is it worth it to be in a good job yet lost so much a part of you that no amount of money can buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opinion is that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It ain't worth it at all!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm not like going to give up on my job as of yet. The trick is to strike a balance in my life where I really plan my life really well. I think it will be a good learning experience once again even if I do not do it that sucessfully. Like I always would like to quote my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Everyday is a new learning day!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep this in mind and life will be motivating and fufilling for you. Or at the least, this is what I feel and believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to do this, I will need to juggle my work, studies, friends and life at the same time. Phew... It is not going to be easy but I guess I got to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moving On...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one year where I had not really set much New Year Resolutions for myself. Kind of rare for me to do that though. Perhaps this is due to the fact that I'm not in the best frame of mind to set it and hence feel that it wouldn't make sense for me to set resolutions just for the sake of having one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, my piorities are to find back the old me first and keep motivating myself to drive on. The one new, all important word or slogan that I learnt from this new job is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOVE ON!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really important to move on after you encounter setbacks in life. If on stays in the same point of the setback, they will never recover... never become a better person. No worries. I had been through so many bad patches in my life and this current one will and definately shall be the same as well. I always remember this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday was good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is better than yesterday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow will definately be better than today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What had passed is past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is today will be tomorrow's past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is tomorrow is yet to be the past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say this to myself and look forward to the future no matter how bleak the present is. Whatever happens today had happened. When you slumber and wake again, it will be a brand new day with lots of excitement yet to come. It will definately be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So much of motivating stuff huh. I'm actually writting for a friend in hope that it may be read and will kind of help myself and help my friend at the same time. We all go through rough patches in life. It's how we survive it, learn from it and move on that determines our &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mettle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bear in mind. We are never alone in it. There are many helping hands around all waiting for you to reach out to them. All you got to do is to reach out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's enough for now. It's getting really late and perhaps it's time to fall asleep and dream. Let's hope I have a good dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yesterday is History. Tomorrow is Mystery. Today is a Gift. That's why we call it the Present!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~From some unknow source again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116932067939340889?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116932067939340889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116932067939340889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116932067939340889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116932067939340889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-sorry-again.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry Again.'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116545832577861366</id><published>2006-12-07T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:25:25.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Childhood Memories...</title><content type='html'>Blogged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are fond memories for those who born in the late 70s and early 80s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. You grew up watching He-man, MASK, Transformers, Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse. Not to forget, Ninja turtles, My Little Pony and Smurfs too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You will squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug.The teachers said you must brush each side 10 times too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. You know what SBC stands for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. You pay 40 cents for Chocolate or Strawberry MILK every week inclass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. You watch a very popular Malay dubbed Japanese drama on RTM1about schoolgirls who possess powerful skills in volleyball called Meoro Attack.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. You find your friends with pagers and handphone cool in Secondary school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are made of wood and the cushion is red. The big red bell gives a loud BEEP!when pressed. There are colourful tickets forTIBS buses. The conductor will check for tickets by using a machine which punches a hole in the ticket.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Envelopes given to us to donate to Sharity Elephant every Children's Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. You've probably read Young Generation magazine.You know who'sVinny the little vampire and Acai the constable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. You were there when they first introduced MRT here. You wentfor the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on theseat to see the scenery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. Gals are fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. You longed to buy tibits called Kaka (20 cents per pack), and Ding Dang (50 cents per box), that had a toy in it and it changesevery week not forgetting the 15 cents animal crackers and the ring pop, where the lollipop is the diamond on the ring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;16. Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven are probably the thickest story books you ever thought you have read. Even Sweet Valley High and Malory Towers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. KFC used to be a high class restaurant that serve food in plates and let you use metal forks and knives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;18. The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'super white'...you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien relative.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. Catching was the IN thing and twist as the magic word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;20. Your English workbooks was made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;21. CDIS were your bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22. The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellised characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you maths.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. Waterbottles were slinged around your neck and a must everywhere you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;24. Boys loved to play soccer with small plastic balls in the basketball court.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;25. Teng-teng, five stones, chapteh, hentam bola and zero point were all the rage with the girls and boys too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;26. Science was fun with the balsam and the angsana being the mostimportant plants of our lives, guppies and swordtail being the most important fish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;27. Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei andJohn, eternalized in our min ds from the textbooks. Even Mr Wally &amp; Mr. Yakki. What abt Miss Lala??? And Zaki and Tini in Malay Textbooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;28. We carry out experiments of our own to get yourself badges forbeing a Young Zoologist/Botanist etc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;29. Every Children's day and National day you either get pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or dumb files with 'Happy National Day 1994'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;30. In Primary six you had to play buddy for the younger kids like big sister and brother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;31. We wear BM2000, BATA, or Pallas shoes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;32. Your form teacher taught you Maths, Science and English.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;33. The worksheets were made of brown rough paper of poor quality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;34. You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;35. School dismissal time was normally around 1 pm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;36. There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;37. Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $3 or more for pocket money everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;38. You see Wee Kim Wee's face in the school hall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;39. You freak out when the teacher tells you to line up according to height and hold hands with the corresponding boy or girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;40. Boys like to catch fighting spiders.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;41. Collecting and battling erasers was a pastime for boys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;42. Autograph books were loaded with "Best Wishes", "Forget Me Not", and small poems like "Bird fly high, hard to catch. Friend like you, hard to forget".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;43. Class monitors and prefects loved to say "You talk somemore, I write your name ah!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;44. There were at least 40 people in one class.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;45. Large, colourful schoolbags were carried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;46. You brought every single book to school, even though there wasone thing called the timetable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does any of the above bring back sweet memories? I'm so thankful that I was borned in that generation and was able to enjoy it. How I wish I can go back in time for a day. Sure it will be lots of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lost Time Can Never Be Found"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Wordings found on my clock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116545832577861366?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116545832577861366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116545832577861366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116545832577861366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116545832577861366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/12/our-childhood-memories.html' title='Our Childhood Memories...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116529713303681282</id><published>2006-12-05T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:38:53.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Pro - In Camp - Out Pro</title><content type='html'>I shall blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, 2 weeks passed and my first high key ICT is over! WooHoo! It was definately a good and interesting experience and I'm in fact looking forward to the next reservist already. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Weeks of planning and 3 missions made me enjoy the thrill of Army again. It's a welcoming break away from the civilian world and you really leave all the worries u have behind. For the past 2 weeks, met alot of new people from all walks of life and it's really an enriching period spent in camp less those lost sleep etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now reservist over. Time to study for my exams that is upcoming and also prepare myself for work again. Cooling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go class later for Strategic Marketing. Wee... I shall take a nap first... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; "To Lead, To Excel, To Overcome"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116529713303681282?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116529713303681282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116529713303681282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116529713303681282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116529713303681282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-pro-in-camp-out-pro.html' title='In Pro - In Camp - Out Pro'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116446569606785015</id><published>2006-11-25T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T22:41:36.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Friend is Back!</title><content type='html'>Blogging from the past to the present. . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old friend is back. The friend that accompanied me nearly 10 years. From Secondary Sch till poly years. I chased that friend out of my Life and I never ever wanted to hear from the friend again. But the friend is back now and I'm hating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend is not a real person. The friend is a voice. A voice that speaks to me. A voice that rings in my head, tormenting me. This friend left me after poly days. I didn't hear from this friend for 4 years and now the friend is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This voice does not bring comfort. It brings confusion and depression to a person. This voice constantly rebukes you and bring you down. I had fought so many times with this voice and always emerged the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure why this friend is back again. Perhaps, the re-emergence of the friend means something is not too right. Perhaps, I need to rest. Perhaps I need to make some changes to my life again like I did a few years back. Only changing my life can chase the friend out again. I can't rely on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you are just so down and out that you really need someone just to speak to. You look through your entire phone list in your cell. You call a few numbers. Some of them get through and some of them do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that got through, they are usually busy with something or having that finger on the "Cancel Call" button, waiting to end the conversation. You then try messaging some others. Most of them do not reply fast enough. You go into dispair and finally conclude that perhaps you should just keep everything to yourself and not disturb others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, reality hit you in the face. WTH? You have so many contacts in the SIM Card and how many you actually could call and how many of those you called responded. You realise the truth and it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stage, is self-denial. You deny the truth. You refuse to accept that you are alone when you have problems. You just simply refuse to accept as you know acceptence only means defeat. After the stage of self-denial is realisation of truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally accept the truth and know that there is no way hiding it and that you are defeated. You are not the genius that you came yourself to be or as strong as you thought you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From acceptence, there can be 2 ways a person can go, self-despair or resurrection. For those that choose the first, it can only means more trouble and pain. So, do not ever go down that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always choose the latter and so far, I'm always able to revive myself again and win the battle. Thank God for the beautiful mind I have. The mental strength of a person is in my personal opinion, the most important aspect of any individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mental strength defines the mettle and worth of a person. How much a person is worth is how strong the person is mentally. Real wealth is measured using the mind of a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'm now feeling much better after an hour of fighting the battle with my own mind and I'm just "pening" down my thoughts in this little space so that it might act as an inspiration or perhaps a case study for those who suffer the same fate as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old friend had fallen asleep. The voice had stopped but I think the voice will be back again until I totally chase it out again. It will not be easy, it will not me soon but it definately will be out someday and I'm sure of that beacuse I got a Beautiful Mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The mental strength defines the mettle and worth of a person."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116446569606785015?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116446569606785015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116446569606785015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116446569606785015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116446569606785015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/11/old-friend-is-back.html' title='An Old Friend is Back!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116429522629147936</id><published>2006-11-23T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:20:26.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTENTION!</title><content type='html'>Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good that I'm studying. At least since I'm not working now, I still have stuff to occupy myself. Did not blog for the past 2 weeks. Actually I was working on a temp job helping my mum's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad its over now. Staring at numbers all day. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be disappearing for another 2 weeks as I will be going back in camp reservist. Just finished packing my field pack and it's been 2 years. I'm going back! I'm actually looking forward to going back to the army as it will be a good change of environment and I had a very enjoyable 2 yrs in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many incidents happened in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I done certain things which I wanted to do for a long time and had a nice chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my Strategic Marketing and Network Management presentations are over now and I can relax a bit. All that is left now is the final project which I have confidence of doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog abit about feelings. I actually dunno what I feel nowadays. The only comfort I get is from my studies and when I do well or learn stuff which I'm ever so interested in. On days without lessons, I will be trying to set some programs for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, Mabel came down to meet me and we went Chong Pang for Nasi Lemak. Thanks little sis for coming down all the way. It was really nice chatting with you and indeed, you had grown much more sensible. Way to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went MJ with Arthur, Eugene &amp; his friend. It was a scary night. Luck was disgustingly good. Did 2 times "Flower Up Self Touch" &amp; 1 time "Seabed Capture Moon". Wow. It's not the amount you win that matters. It's actually the way you win. Cooling~~ Oops... Using Cher phrase again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop now coz I got to reach camp at 7.30am tomorrow. Kaoz. It's at Pasir Laba Camp. Got to wake up at 6am. Dododo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byez all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The person closest to your heart is the first person you want to share your happiness with when you experience it"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116429522629147936?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116429522629147936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116429522629147936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116429522629147936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116429522629147936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/11/attention.html' title='ATTENTION!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116314220054908267</id><published>2006-11-10T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T15:03:20.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a child sometimes</title><content type='html'>Blog it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from the cobbler. It was a great experience. I was sitting there like a little kid again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been years since I went to a cobbler. I remember years ago when I was still a kid learning my ABCs and 123s, I used to accompany my parents to mend their shoesor later run errands for them to the cobbler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do people do with damaged shoes nowadays? They throw it away. I have feelings for my shoes. It's not easy to find a good pair of shoes that been through with you for quite a bit which makes me want to mend my shoes everytime. In fact, some of my shoes are mended till they can't be saved before being thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trade like this is going to be missed by the next generation. They will no longer have the image of an kind old uncle sitting on his low stool, mending the shoes. So, I decided to snap a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**What a scene...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00299.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Just a little corner. Seems like nothing had changed since my childhood days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00300.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Forever messy working area yet they are still efficient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00302.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**This is the classic one. Red chinese paint. Just shows the age of this sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00303.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**I just love seeing my shoes get mended. Call me old fashioned. ROAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00301.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 45mins, my shoes were done and thank the Uncle for it. It was pouring but I still decided to walk home in the rain. Been a long time. Took a slow walk and feeling the rythm of the rain drops hitting on your bare skin is such an enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went mad!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started jumping of every puddle of water I could find. Wheee! Shiok is the only word to describe my feeling then. Sometimes, ain't it just so good to play in the rain and be a kid again. I think the kids who saw me were like. -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I don't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. That's about the short post over here. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's good to be kid again!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116314220054908267?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116314220054908267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116314220054908267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116314220054908267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116314220054908267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-child-sometimes.html' title='Be a child sometimes'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116308683403506770</id><published>2006-11-09T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:44:05.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th November 2006</title><content type='html'>Should just blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than 1 hours time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9 November 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is going to pass by and never to return again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? It haven't been really a good day for me from the time it hit 12am till now. Lets recap the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.00AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at Party World Clementi with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;02&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; X Kenneth + Fran and Catherine. It was nice of them to try surprise me with a cake but didn't really pull off as I kind of expected what they were going to do. So, perhaps need a bit more of acting classes. Haiz. Or perhaps my fault as I'm just simply too sensitive to the people and happenings around me and I will think alot about many minute details. I should be dumber and perhaps this will make me a happier person on the whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a few smses from Cherlyn &amp; Alison. Anyway, thanks alot guys for celebrating my bdae and wishing me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Appreciated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.45AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home after sending Kenneth and Catherine home. Took a bath but couldn't sleep. Ended up chatting with Cath till 3am plus. Shoo her off and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.00AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to pee. Haha. Then after that waited till around 9am plus to call the company and told them I was not going for the interview. Went back to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.00PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up for branch and started studying for my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;mid-term exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks alot Bro. Wish you were in SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Disclaimer: I'm not Gay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied till around 2pm plus and decided that the bed was tempting me too much to lie on it. Hence left home for TPY early to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.00pm - 7.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent time studying and also relaxing at the study corner. Perhaps overstudied and decided just to sit there and listen to my music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.00pm - 7.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a 1 hour paper but as usual, you don't really need 1 hour. So left in 15mins time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.15pm - 8.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at kopitiam with Arthur. Ate &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Chap Cai Peng"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aka Mixed Vegetable Rice. Drank cold barley drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.15pm - 9.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures ended early. Phew! During the lecture, the mic was faulty but the lecturer was still holding on to the mic as if it was working. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WTH?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But anyway, after like 30mins, she finally got the hint from us and put the mic down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9.30pm - 10.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling back to Woodlands. Tried to buy something for myself at CWP but all the shops were closed by the time I reached back. Haiz. Too bad. The only shop that was still opened was &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7-11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BreakTalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But too bad they didn't sell any nice gadgets or clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.30pm - 11.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Gi for a while and updated each other before Goodnighting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.00pm onwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging time! Decided to blog about today as once it's over, it will never return again. Loss time can &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be recovered and I guess a good way to remember is to pen down your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Summary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine asked me how I was enjoying being the bdae boy but I shared this with her. What's the big deal about bdae. In fact I value festive seasons like Christmas and New Year etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Example 1.1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say I'm in Singapore without any access to any calendar or anything or devices that tells me the date. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;(Already say example right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; On my bdae, I will not suddenly feel super good or as if I aged and extra day. However, if it's Christmas or New Year, I can feel it from the surroundings and people around me. Hence, that why bdae to me is.. just another day lah. Or perhaps I need that special someone to make me feel special and value this day more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to conclude, many thanks to those who remembered and to those who forgot, you know who you are. Don't come up to me a second after &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11:59:59s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and wish me belated bdae k. I don't accept. Just make sure you remember next year. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prayer time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thank you God for creating me without defects and making me by default a somewhat intelligent and special individual. Thank you for keep me free from major errors throughout the past 24 years of my life and should I be able to hit 25 years this time next year alive and breathing. I give it all to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thank you God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Loss time can NEVER be recovered!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Alot of people said this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116308683403506770?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116308683403506770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116308683403506770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116308683403506770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116308683403506770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/11/9th-november-2006.html' title='9th November 2006'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116282770268553944</id><published>2006-11-06T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:41:42.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to re-cap...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Long time no blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok. So it's been a really long time since I last blog. Somuch stuff to update. I shall begin this long post with lotsa pics and stories to share. What happen since I last posted on 20th October 2006...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, 26th October marked the last day of my close to 2 year slint at Parkway Promotions. We had celebrations and a nice time catching up together. During the last few days there, went for numerous lunches and dinner. So, would like to take this opportunity to say a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to all of you guys out there for giving me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;such a nice farewell....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**What an awfully designed cover.. haha.. juz joking...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00278.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**See.. they miss me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00280.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**The inside of the card. Don't worry about the red patch. No animals were harmed!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00281.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**A cute little gift from Poh Liew... Seems suspicious.. should I call 999?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00275.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**A fluffy little bear which is now lying by my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00276.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Lastly, of all the stuffs I brought back from the office... my cushion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00277.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Next up... KL Trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to KL with Arthur, Stella and Eugene on the 27 Oct via Flight 1274 which is Arthur's car. Haha. Gi came to join us in the evening. It was an inter-resting trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking Stella from school at 1pm, we set off on the journey. All was well and highway was smooth. In fact, people could sleep in the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Our dear "Koon Sin" aka Sleeping Diety... Mr Eugene Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00282.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems started when we reach KL Town. They had "wonderful" road signs which is just positioned like 1 metre before the turn and every mother, son road was like named...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jalan Tun Perak or Jalan Tun Razak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;What the Hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually reached KL at around 4pm but after numerous illegal U-Turns and threating moves that make it seems that we were heading to Ipoh, we finally checked in at the hotel at 6pm. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there was no time to be wasted. So headed off to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**KLCC... Please put your GFs and Wife on Leash and muzzle them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00285.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**So loving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00284.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**And they lived happily ever after... haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00283.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, spent quite some time at KLCC. Bought my favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DUNKIN DONUTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo. How I wish Singapore can bring in them again. Also, we had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&amp;W&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for dinner...Cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left them at KLCC while I went back to meet Gi. She brought me to Chinatown and it's actually shopping paradise there. It's a shame I didn't bought anything except for the Polo Tee which Gi bought for me. Hehe. Thanks anyway... MuAcKs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back hotel lounge to have a drink and chill before hitting the sack. The next morning, went to another shopping centre ONE UTAMA. Nothing much there. Sent Gi off and I took a walk around KL to snap some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**KL ZOUK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00286.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Damm ugly... can't compare to the one in SG at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00292.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Dunno what house it is but it sure is spooky at night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00291.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Of course you muz see the Petronas Tower... Is this where Sauron is staying?? LOTR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00293.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Ooo.. The Twin Towers... Another scene from LOTR. Saruman is in there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00288.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Couldn't get enough of the towers.. so this is another view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00290.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**And one more view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00289.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next day, we had dinner at a nice restaurant but forgotten the name. The performers were good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**Nice guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00295.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**We even requested from a Spanish song which they performed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00294.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the way back, we had dinner at JB and headed back home. Spent a nice 3 Days &amp; 2 nights. Cooling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, had been going for lots of interview and other days are spent at home lazing around on my comfy bed or going out to do the stuffs I enjoy. Hehe. What a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**A Random pic taken the other day at Yishun Dam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00298.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, developed the habit of visiting the Yishun Dam just to enjoy the sea breeze there and the calmness of the night and spend time thinking... thinking and thinking... So the picture above was taken out of inspiration. With a view like that, a lone moon in the sky being reflected on the waters. It just reminds me of a song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are you lonesome tonight...... da da da da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. That's about all for now and I'm damm glad I finally blogged. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I think I shouldn't deny my feelings any longer. A man got to do what a man gotta do."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;--JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116282770268553944?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116282770268553944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116282770268553944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116282770268553944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116282770268553944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-time-to-re-cap.html' title='It&apos;s time to re-cap...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116135411625234110</id><published>2006-10-20T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:21:56.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>Lets blog about emotions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start of this blog, I shall present this song that is constantly ringing at the back of my head now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Michael Learns To Rock - Breaking My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I’m on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Counting one minute more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No one to break the silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Staring into the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All alone but that’s alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s the feeling deep inside I don’t like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There is no excuse my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For breaking my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Breaking my heart again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is where our journey ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You’re breaking my heart again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Counting the words you’ve said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They linger in the shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coming home late at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Drunk again but that’s alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s the look in your eyes I don’t like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There is no excuse my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For breaking my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Breaking my heart again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is where our journey ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You’re breaking my heart again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There is no excuse my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For breaking my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Breaking my heart again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is where our journey ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You’re breaking my heart again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too sure why but the song just keep going on in my head. This all familiar tune that used to play from my old walkman. It seems like only yesterday when I got MLTR cassette tape and was so happy to listen to it. How time flies and here we are now in the world of mp3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since 1982...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It has been nearly 24 yrs and how many more years to go? I do not know. People around had come and gone. Life had changed over and over and over again. I'm still in my usual self of being able to fall into depression almost immediately. I'm still trying to find out the reason why. I hate this feeling but guess I got to live with it. It is like a curse on me, always around me, unwilling to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No prize for guessing. I'm in another depression now. Just so sudden, I guess I know the reason or perhaps that's not the reason. I hope it doesn't stay too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ally asked me to go Velvet but I decide to stay at home instead. Coz it ain't good to go drinking when you are down. Doesn't help and I might even get myself into more problems that only escalates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to spend a weekend? Lying on my comfy bed from 7.30pm onwards, staring into the TV Screen with nothing absorbed except for the occasion drooling when Fiona Xie appears. Haha. Utter nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing on for tomorrow as well. Initially was suppose to go play soccer but think it is cancelled now. Hope the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MJ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is on as it's the only thing that keeps me going this weekend and of course not forgetting that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG MATCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday. Weekends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to play some happy games online later in hope that it will bring me some senseless fun and simple joy. This will hopefully easemy pain and sufferings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here and look forward to a better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's how you deal with failure that determines how you achieve success."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~ David Feherty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116135411625234110?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116135411625234110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116135411625234110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116135411625234110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116135411625234110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/10/emotions.html' title='Emotions'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116132478296112300</id><published>2006-10-20T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:13:03.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facets of Life</title><content type='html'>I should blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Monkey Hill"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for lunch and had that nice pig organ soup. It's really a 70s place in this current times. You see old folks strolling around or sitting around aimlessly, waiting for sometime. In the far corner, there is a funeral procession going on, another life ended. The old folks gathered around to pay their friend one last visit before the long trip to the other life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, took a short walk to People's Park and had dessert there. Although the place is bustling with life, it feels as if I was back to my childhood days where my parents brought me there during Chinese New Year. After dessert, went back to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what had I been up to recently? Mmm. Nothing much but just lazing around at home on bed switching between channels and absorbing what the media is telling me. Went for a haircut as well. Perhaps Gi had triggered the "need recognition" in me to cut my hair as she had just cut hers as well. Mmm. My hair is kind of short now, comparable to my army days. Another haircut disaster. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to meet Gi today but something came up so will not be meeting her. Tomorrow, will be soccer time with the team again and hope the haze is better. Time is running short for me and I got to cherish every moment of it while I still can. So guess I will head straight home after work today and be a good boy today coz I had been naughty recently. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sorry, I'm really sorry..."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Song by William So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116132478296112300?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116132478296112300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116132478296112300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116132478296112300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116132478296112300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/10/facets-of-life.html' title='Facets of Life'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116091680992311121</id><published>2006-10-15T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T20:53:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must blog must blog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to watch World Trade Center with Ally. Booked the tix but in the end something happened at home and hence have to put her aeroplane and return home first. After settled everything at home, went to meet her at Mosque Street and sent her home shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TGIF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again. Been looking forward to this day the whole freaking week. After work, went to Gi's place to play mj with Jaz &amp; Reuben. 4am plus, went to HK Cafe again to have supper. Had a great laugh there. After that went back and continue till 7.30am in the morning. This is Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home at 8.30am in the morning. Slept till 2.30pm then went to meet Eugene at Khatib and we went to Marina South to play soccer. Soccer was great fun but tiring. Played against a team of Vietnamese. Haha. Like international friendly. Went for dinner after that, went home and KO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went church in the morning then went Bedok to meet Gi. Went East Coast with Dumbo and Marcos and set them running and swimming in the sea. Had a great time running. After that went back changed and bath before going for Wafer Ice-Cream at East Coast again. Feeling tired, went home to cook myself a bowl of maggie noodles. Now lying on my bed slacking around. Called Gi just now and she didn't sound too good. Mmm... Troubled. Anyway, guess I will sleep kind of early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really had a great weekend. Hehe. Shall look forward to the next weekend again. Going to be another long long week in the office again. But guess time will fly faster with the number of lunch appointments my colleagues are having with me. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and, if they can't find them, make them."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~George Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116091680992311121?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116091680992311121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116091680992311121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116091680992311121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116091680992311121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-updates.html' title='Weekend Updates'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116044817161629336</id><published>2006-10-10T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T10:42:51.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Days</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog about Poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Poor and there is no denying it. Overspent too much this month and it's all thanks to the Creative Zen V Plus (2 Gig). I'm still awaiting my dear company to give me back my cash which they owe me and if not, I will be storming to the Accounts and start pasting some stickers of Pig Head. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night went to meet Gi and went to Secret Garden for chilling. Met Jaz and Joe there together with Amanda (dun realli know her) and 2 other events people. Haha. It's indeed a secretive place and I shan't spread about where it is but it's definately a nice place to chill and have some desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been thinking much lately, just taking a mental break as soon all the horrible projects and tutorials will set in. The amount of work to be done for school this quarter is kind of scary and perhaps the heaviest load so far. But guess its a good way to test a person's mettle at the end of the year and end it on a high note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going for classes at 8.30pm tonight. The same for tomorrow. I've got 3 hours to spare and decided to have a swim at TPY before going for classes. Cooling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted to Cherlyn over MSN and she complain again that VB is hard and she hate it and regret it. Just contributed my 2 cents worth that what done cannot be undone and no point lamenting over things which you cannot unwind the clock to change. So, got to make the best out of the situation, get it over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning a road trip to KL with Arthur, Stella, Eugene and Gi. Will drive up to KL end of the month and proceed to Highlands. Been like 10 years since I last went there as a kid to the theme park. Will be good to get out of Singapore for a bit to re-charge. I hope to be able to go back Penang end of the year as well to enjoy the nice people and food there. Smilez~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards till the 26th this month, I shall try to plan something so that I will have an event to look forward to everyday. This will hopefully help time past faster and reduce the agony I'm suffering now. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really running dry of topics to write about recently and all I blog about are random updates of my life which is not exactly that interesting nowadays. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end this post now before all gets crappy and I start unknowingly insult some races, nations or individuals. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The thing about falling in love,is that if you do it right,you never have to hit the ground."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Kendall Lepitzki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116044817161629336?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116044817161629336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116044817161629336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116044817161629336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116044817161629336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/10/poor-days.html' title='Poor Days'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-116032029423149267</id><published>2006-10-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:11:34.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another update</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been mentioned that my command of English is not of optimal standard. Hence, from now on, I shall post my blogs in "perfect" english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whosdafark? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is a foreign version of WTF. Haha. Suppose I'm being totally random here. Shall start with some updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lessons as usual. Topic was super dry and had a hard time concentrating. After lessons at 4pm, met Eugene and we went to Marina South for a soccer match. In the end, the opponents did not turn up and we play 7 a side among ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the opponent are smarter as the PSI was so bad and shouldn't be playing soccer at all. But to hell, what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After soccer, went to Chong Pang Nasir Lemak for dinner and went Arthur's house for mj. We took super long to finish one round and finished at around 2+ am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church as usual and after that went home to sleep. Woke up and had dinner steamboat. Now slacking around doing nothing much. Tomorrow is going to be the start of another week again. What will be in store for me? Mmm. Nobody expect God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Work&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only disappointment can now define work. Perhaps I really made a mistake by being responsible and loyal. Perhaps I was stupid. But no longer. I'm angered. I'm an avenger. They will suffer my wrath. They might not know it now. But the time will come when all will be revealed. I shall lie in waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I will always forgive but never forget." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-116032029423149267?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/116032029423149267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=116032029423149267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116032029423149267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/116032029423149267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/10/yet-another-update.html' title='Yet another update'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115995145275008103</id><published>2006-10-04T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:44:13.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Recency...</title><content type='html'>I should blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been getting lazier with each passing day but the weekend was good... not good only but damm good. It was a fully utilized weekend and no time was lost. Yippie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a full day lecture but thank God lecture ended earlier. Hanged around Toa Payoh and chatted with Alison for a while before Eugene came to meet me. We were suppose to scout for a soccer tee as we were having a soccer game. None caught our fancy or rather we couldn't find anything that met our budget. Ended up, I bought a white addias tee and we were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The match was supposed to start at 5pm. We were having a nice time chatting and talking on AYE, looking for an exit to Harbour Front. Next thing we knew, I told Eugene something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have a Bad Feeling..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Right we were. We are freaking on the wrong side of AYE and heading towards Jurong. Muahaha. Idiots... 2 Idiots... Headed for the nearest exit and make a turn at NUS. We were that far from Harbour Front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Time: 4.55pm, match suppose to start at 5pm. We made our turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily drove and his friend called to tell us that the match is delayed to our relief. Continue driving and we headed for the expressway exit. Well done. Wrong Exit. We were near shenton. Freak! Made an illegal U-Turn and finally reached PSA Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we changed, started to drizzle. Everything went wrong. But in order to fufill the GOAL 2010 dream of Singapore to make it for the World Cup, we carried on playing and in the end lost 4-2 to the PSA team. Anyway, it was a great game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we washed up, headed down to Holland Village to watch soccer and while we were there, Eugene saw his beloved Liverpool lost to Bolton. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Time: 9.00pm Eugene sad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Eugene and his friend at Holland V and headed for Cineleisure for a KTV session at KBOX with Gi. 2 of us sang from 9.30pm till 12.30am. I came out with a formula and hopefully will win a Nobel Prize for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 Person + 3 hours of KTV = Sore Throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church in the morning. After service, went home straight and hit the sack. Slept till 7pm and woke up. Felt hungry. Called Gi and went to meet her for dinsup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*** Dinsup = Dinner + Supper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinsup at HK Cafe near east coast. The mango pudding was nice and the sandwiches were too. But guess I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Overly"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hungry and I did not finish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the start of another hell week. Was counting down the clock by the tenth of every second. After work, headed straight home and slacked. Went out to meet Gi for coffee and warpped up the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of clock counting. Came home, ate dinner. Went to meet Arthur, Stella and Eugene at Sembawang park. After their dinner, met Malcolm for project discussion. The project this term is really killing and I foresee more late night meetings to settle the project. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a terrible headache. Decided not going work and slept again. Work up around 11am and felt a bit better. Pop some pills and went sleep again. After waking up, felt bored. So decided to update my blog. While blogging, Cherlyn called me from Aussie and complained to me about her worst day of her life in Aussie. Haiz. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be doing a double entry as I attained some inspiration after sleeping for so long. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about all. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"To will is to select a goal, determine a course of action that will bring one to that goal, and then hold to that action until the goal is reached. The key is action."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~ Michael Hanson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115995145275008103?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115995145275008103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115995145275008103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115995145275008103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115995145275008103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-in-recency.html' title='Life in Recency...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115951297009302015</id><published>2006-09-29T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T14:56:10.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Exams Blues</title><content type='html'>Should had blogged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been lazy lazing around. Haha. After exams, free but lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee! Finally exams are over! My last paper was on Monday. Yesterday had my first lecture for the new semester. Haha. So, effectively I had 2 days of break before my new lessons. Haiz. That's why I'm sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be taking Network Management and Strategic Marketing this semester. Think will kill me lor but I WILL SURVIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, super tired of Politics! Everywhere oso have, be it office or school. Haiz. At this rate I'm going, I should be ready for the next GE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be going for lessons again and tomorrow a full day. At least I'm happy learning from it coz it's darn good knowledge learning from the lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. A short update on my investments yesterday. I bought "Just One More Day" by Mitch Albom. It's his latest release after "Tuesdays with Morrie and Five People you meet in Heaven" Its been a good book so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my first mp3 player as well. ZEN V Plus 2Gig White. I shall post pics and give review pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now gotta go and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"work"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Don't you ever tell a child something's too hard... And Never - NEVER - this child" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Taken from Just one more Day. Mitch Albom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115951297009302015?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115951297009302015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115951297009302015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115951297009302015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115951297009302015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/09/post-exams-blues.html' title='Post Exams Blues'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115873627102667883</id><published>2006-09-20T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T15:11:11.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging Time!</title><content type='html'>Let's blog quickly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I wun be blogging for sometime as my exams are just round the corner. Took 1 week leave to prepare myself for the exams. Excuse is to study. Actually, I just don't feel like going to work. Haha. Who does anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Today is Wednesday. So, first day of leave. Slept till 12noon before I was awaken by one of my vendors who call me on my mobile. But it's okie. Had a nice lunch and packed my room so that it will be "neater" and hopefully will bring in the mood of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. As if packing my room help. But at least it doesn't look like a junk yard anymore. Spoke to G for a while on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE IS SICK!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So she gotta rest well........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going out to study later. Too many nice and welcoming distractions in my home. So what the hell did I pack my room for? Hahaha. Anyway, so far, the only constructive thing I did today is to pack my room and organise my study materials. Very impt hor. I always organise my study materials and make them into a sort of study kit so that I will know how much I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. So that should be about all lar. Might be meeting G later for dinner. Depends if she recover. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to mug... anyway, got inspired in my house lift the other day and came up with this quote. Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In order for any business or projects to be successful, you start it with your brain and run it with your heart."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115873627102667883?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115873627102667883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115873627102667883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115873627102667883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115873627102667883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/09/mugging-time.html' title='Mugging Time!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115838159818414376</id><published>2006-09-16T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T12:43:35.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Human Heart</title><content type='html'>A Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at office, I was going TGIF TGIF TGIF TGIF....haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank God Its Friday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a nice closure to the week. After work, returned home and had dinner. Then went down Orchard to pick June up and went Tampines Mall to catch a movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/details_thebanquet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Synopsis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Zhang Ziyi headlines The Banquet, a tale that sets in 10th century China. An emperor is murdered by his brother (Ge You) who then ascends the throne. Zhang Ziyi plays the widowed empress who marries the new emperor to protect herself, but secretly plots his death with the help of the crown prince (Daniel Wu) and the chief minister (Ma Jingwu). Unknown to the empress, however, both the crown prince and minister each have their own designs on the throne. All these political manoeuvres come to a head when the new emperor throws a lavish banquet and everyone's secret motives are laid bare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/index_r3_c2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a cool movie. The evil of man is shown in it. There's this scene in the movie when both the crown prince and the empress visited a poison dealer (one after another) and bought the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"supposed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; most poisonous poison... mmm..poisonous poison.... anyway.. they both asked the dealer the same question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scene&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dealer:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This poison is made up of black scorpion from the south, king scorpion from the north.... blah blah.... (perfect salesman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Empress:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Is there anything more poisonous than this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dealer:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Empress:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dealer:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The heart of man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Empress:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;... -_-"'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... okie.. i added the last one in myself. But it was real true. The heart of man can be 10 times worse than the best poison in the world. The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NC 16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rating I guess for the movie was for the amount of blood spilled for foolish reasons and the ass crack of Zhang Ziyi that you see. Haha. But the movie was not about ass cracks... its about the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;human heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, the movie ended after 2 hours and we sat there still figuring out what happened in the end.. I cannot say out the ending and those who had not watch will just simply kill me lor... hehe.. catch it urself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after movie. These few days, really no TP on the road leh. Think all of them really involved in the IMF. The roads are super safe to drive on.. So I drove within &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; safety limits and reached home in 15mins. Wee... Spoke to June for a while and went to sleep. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. That's about all. Suppose to go four horse road today actually but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAIZ!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Later go do project and kill some brain cells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"The human heart..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~some unknown poison dealer from The Banquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115838159818414376?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115838159818414376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115838159818414376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115838159818414376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115838159818414376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/09/human-heart.html' title='The Human Heart'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115815861661476156</id><published>2006-09-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:48:14.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog about Happy Stuffs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me blog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sometime since the last post and admit I'm getting kind of lazy to blog. Hehe. Anyway, I'm here blogging again. IHFEC 2006 is finally over &lt;em&gt;(*hears sign of relief)&lt;/em&gt; I took some pictures and really some only. I brought my digital camera along actually but didn't bother to snap any pics except 2 using my W800i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*This is the stage back drop for the conference area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00267.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*Me inside the built up office. I'm realli fat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00266.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupz. That's about all I want to post about IHFEC 2006. 1 year of preparation for 3 days of show. Signz again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's blog about happier stuffs. Went KTV with Fran, Catherine and mmmm... wats his name... shit forgot... haiz.. anyway, we went to Clementi KTV. Sang till 1am before going home. Hehe. Check out the Pic below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;* Argentina Training Jacket worn by Fran going @ SGD200.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00268.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday, went to so called mini-celebrate Arthur's belated bdae. We went Chomp Chomp!When Arthur suggested going Chomp Chomp, I was like... where is it? He just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"gan"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me and mentioned that I wasted 24 years of my life living in Singapore and not know about Chomp Chomp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. So checked the internet. Took &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;bus-mrt-bus&lt;/span&gt; and finally reached....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHOMP CHOMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00269.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate the nice food there and the sugarcane drink was juz simply super big.... In fact it's... it's... u juz got to see for it urself... Of course before leaving the place, Stella aka Mrs Ng helped me to take the pic above. Proceeded to MJ! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams is just 12 days away and I haven't started revising. I must not look down on Business Economics and Marketing Information Systems. I just need that "fear" to creep in and I will start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This weekend, going to meet G and go Four Horse Road to walk walk... Looking forward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all... As you can see, I didn't blog much as I only blog about happy stuffs that happened for the past 2 week. *hints...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly a pic taken at the kopitiam near my office at UE Square near Mohd Sultan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*They really do serve large cups of coffee in the morning. Cool rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00264copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00264copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Some men have thousands of reasons why they cannot do what they want to, when all they need is one reason why they can." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Willis Whitney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115815861661476156?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115815861661476156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115815861661476156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115815861661476156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115815861661476156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-about-happy-stuffs.html' title='Blog about Happy Stuffs!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115738150507835616</id><published>2006-09-04T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:51:45.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>Let's reflect and blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life, God allows us to go wild and astray so that we will learn lessons the hard way. Sometimes we get off lightly, sometimes we don't. Whatever it is, God never closes all the doors without opening a window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, we sometimes encounter unexpected situations and decisions to make we have to. It's time like this that test our mettle and worth. Our decision making against the values we hold. I failed this time and regreting it. Now, I can only try to minimise the mistake done and not carry on with it. Let's hope wisdom fill me once again and let me get out of it in the best way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do not only reflect when things do not go their way. In fact, sometimes when things go their way, they do stop and reflect on it. Coz' at the end of the day, they might not know what is best for themselves. I know what is best for myself but why am I going the other way, away from what is good for me. Why do I not have the courage to go for what I want and what is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I should really close myself out and reorganise myself so thatI can have the energy, courage and spirit to do what is right. I should like racing cars, take a pit stop of my life to re-fuel myself before charging onwards to the checked flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall do it. I must do it. Coz' it's my life after all and if I do not fight for what I want, it's not going to drop from the sky again like it happen before. I got to go for it this time. Wait for me please, I will be coming back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement." &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~ Foster C. Mcclellan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115738150507835616?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115738150507835616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115738150507835616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115738150507835616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115738150507835616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/09/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115726213773392031</id><published>2006-09-03T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T13:42:18.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Blogging Once Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long long time since I last blog. Had been a hell of a week for me. Finally, IHFEC 2006 is over. After one year of toil and labour, all is done and it's finished. The event is over but not done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event had many emotions for me and it was very demoralizing for me personally. I do not know about others but I felt alot and although it did not turn out the way I wanted it to, I'm still glad it had come to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Take Aways from the event...&lt;br /&gt;- Made new friends&lt;br /&gt;--- Jerwlyn&lt;br /&gt;--- Andrew&lt;br /&gt;--- Ying Hui&lt;br /&gt;--- Candee&lt;br /&gt;--- Alan&lt;br /&gt;--- Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had learnt how to work with more difficult people and handle different people and situations that arises without warning and how to keep a cool mind and deal with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm lying lazily on my bed, checking all the emails and catching up with friends. I guess I will hit the sack pretty soon and wake up at night to watch my fav. tv shows which I miss so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gonna be a pretty short blog and I got to sign off soon. More stories will come up pretty soon. Tml got to go work to settle the accounts for the event. Suppose the accounts will take 3 to 4 weeks of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random thing. Last night, on the way back from EXPO, Gi smsed me and I called her back. Nice to hear that she is back safe and sound. Shall meet her next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all, time to pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative and creation, there is one elementary truth the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen incidents, meetings and material assistance which no man could have dreamed would have come his way. Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Begin it now." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~ Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115726213773392031?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115726213773392031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115726213773392031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115726213773392031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115726213773392031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-im-back.html' title='Finally, I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115609732135439929</id><published>2006-08-21T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T02:12:48.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye weekend!</title><content type='html'>Blogging It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo.. Weekend is over and in another 8 hours time I will be siting in front of the computer in my office starting another hell week again. It's 1.41am now and I'm not sleeping. After church today, slept till 8.30pm. Pig I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night or rather this morning, slept at 5am. I didn't reach home late hor. I reached home around 12am. But was playing games and Gi called me at 3am. What a pleasant surprise. Coz she got nightmare and woke up. Mmm.. I know it's selfish but perhaps she can have more nitemares and call me more often.. haha.. oops... juz joking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, went out with Fran to catch a movie. She came to fetch me and after various detailed instructions and directions, she reached my home. We went to cineleisure but guess what? My series of bad luck is not over yet. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pirates of the Carrot-Bian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOLD OUT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; WTF? Cannot believe it. We decided to watch "Break Up" but only left front 2 rows of seat. In the end, decided to get tickets for Pirates at GV Marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove down to Marina. Got a parking lot easily. Hehe. Went for dinner at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carls Junior&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The burgers are indeed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But impt is that I finally ate my Mushroom Burger. It was yummy. Gi will love it alot I'm sure. Coz we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MUSHROOM SUCKERS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is nice and just satisfied a part of me coz I had been wanting to watch it for a looonnng loonng time le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. Now I'm blogging and switching on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"Arts Central"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; They are like playing the soundtrack of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "Forbidden City"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's nice and I love the music. It's peaceful and easy on the ears unlike those opera where you fear if your ear drums will be still intact after the performance. I must say that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kit Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can really sing pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just hope that they will play it all the way to the morning. So, I will leave it on and slp. Guess I will have very nice dreams. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dear Blog Readers and Friends. If you had kindly noticed, I have a new column on the right where there is a....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONATION LIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please kindly see which are the items you can donate. Anyway, I do celebrate Children's Day, Christmas Day and my Bdae is on the 9th of November. Hahaha. BHB.... (Buay Heow Bai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should also add &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Tickets to Forbidden City"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; inside my wish list. Aye.. but who will watch it with me. Haiz... I shall save.... 8 September 2006 at Esplanade Theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to lie on my bed and listen to the soundtrack and fall into deep slumber. Hope Gi will call me again. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"You are never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115609732135439929?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115609732135439929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115609732135439929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115609732135439929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115609732135439929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/08/bye-bye-weekend.html' title='Bye bye weekend!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115591479733678852</id><published>2006-08-18T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:26:37.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ke Down... Still having bad luck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blog lar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realli is on a serious streak of bad luck... everything is not going well for me... except my exams and studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, went school... had stomachache... rush to toliet... shit.. then discovered that there was no toliet paper... good thing I had a packet of tissue paper in my bag... then this morning, reached Cityhall Mrt... was lining up for my "Today" Newspaper... then the person in front of me took the last copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face was like this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-_-"'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I got nothing to say leh. I juz sian 0.5 and went to work lor... realli damm suay... think cannot play mj for a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was as usual busy today and after work went to school for lessons. Went straight home after lessons and stop by the "Pasar Malam" at CWP to buy my fav Ramly Burgers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They just taste simply good. WHy doesn't Mac Donalds make burgers like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Shall sleep early tonite. Coz yesterday slept at 3.30am. Was about to sleep when I saw that Channel 5 was showing golf... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml still have a whole day of lessons and after lessons, I got no plans... but wats new? I no life one. I shall go home and reflect on myself after school. Plenty of shitty stuffs to reflect about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Buaiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Things don't go wrong and break your heart so you can become bitter and give up. They happen to break you down and build you up so you can be all that you were intended to be."  &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Charles Jones&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115591479733678852?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115591479733678852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115591479733678852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115591479733678852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115591479733678852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/08/ke-down-still-having-bad-luck.html' title='Ke Down... Still having bad luck...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115583714145604693</id><published>2006-08-18T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T01:54:40.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another senseless blog...</title><content type='html'>Blogging again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally my mid sem Economics Exam is over... Let's re-cap my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at home and nua after work. Tired. So just slacked around and watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, rushed home in hope... Drove out of home... Almost reaching the destination... made a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;U-Turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of both my car and life... returned home in pain.... mixed emotions... had a hard time sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked till 9pm plus.. Drowning myself in work to keep myself alive....to keep myself breathing... to keep myself numb.... After work, went home and watched the final episode of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Luo Qiang Shi Jie"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Ah Zi inside the show just remind me of someone I miss so much... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the show, went out to meet Mabel at Mac to do project.... Did the project till 4am in the morning. Damm tired.. Went home and knock out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was suppose to meet Ben at TPY Mac for breakfast then study. But shit, I couldn't wake up or should I say, I woke up but slept again. Ended up "fully" awaking only at 12.30pm. Haiz. In the end we met at Ryan's house to study for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam was okie. Thank God it's not too difficult. After exam, went to play pool with Ben, Mal, Small Ben, Ryan. After that, went to Yishun to eat frog porridge with Ben and his gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now reached home le. Nothing to look forward to tml except to senseless work and loads of rubbish awaiting me. Another day of watching out for backstabbers and fighting for justice. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*breathes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; let's see what tml brings me.... I always believe that my day will come and I'm just bidding my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie.. that should be about all. Now to share a sweet nice picture of Aaron. We worked late the other day and his gf called to ask him where he was. After that, received another call to ask him go down. Wahh... Surprised with a nice dinner from his gf. Then come back office, I sure suan one lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00263copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNN!&lt;/span&gt; He father, mother son, I oso father, mother son... how come he got dinner, I dun have... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NaBeh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I human, I will hungry... he human, he will hungry... How come, he got dinner, I dun have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya.. dun compare.... I went home, cook my own maggie mee to eat.... haiz... just like the chinese saying... "Same person not same life" I have only myself to blame... Karma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The sad truth is that opportunity doesn't knock twice. You can put things off until tomorrow but tomorrow may never come. Where will you be a few years down the line. Will it be everything you dreamed of. We seal our fate with the choices we make, but don't give a second thought to the chances we take."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~Gloria Estefan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115583714145604693?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115583714145604693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115583714145604693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115583714145604693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115583714145604693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-senseless-blog.html' title='Another senseless blog...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-115565651887238303</id><published>2006-08-15T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:41:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again...</title><content type='html'>Let's blog again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been sometime coz I'm busy. Busy with unimportant things in Life that are deemed important by others. But that's the way the world is moving towards now. People value those things that do not really matter but I myself am gulity of it sometimes. Alas, human I am too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been down on luck recently or perhaps it's just another wave of Karma passing by again. Anyway, I deserve all the Karma that the world has. I'm too soft-hearted. No wonder Eugene says "Hate is Good!" Indeed. Hate makes a person stronger and Love weakens a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE IS GOOD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday now, I keep on thinking of how I can leave this place for good and start a new life somewhere else and put everything behind me. But, I'm weak. There are people and things I cannot put behind. Perhaps, I must look for Mr Aha. Ask him to give me a cup of "Wang Qing Shui" Okie. Lame joke. Not funnie... *sees black crow flying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I just simply dunno what to blog. Actually, I got lots of stuffs kept in my heart but it's totally not appropiate to mention it here. Haiz. I have to pent all of them in me. I cannot release them. I just keep it to myself and perhaps one day when I reach my limits, all will be solved. Too bad Singapore doesn't have high high mountain or deep deep jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of going to the tallest "mountain" aka Bukit Timah Hill to shout out everything but there will be pesky joggers around and they might hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about going to one of the "jungle"? But you know the Army train so many places, later go shout, let how many people hear, I oso dunno. Haiz. No place to shout and vent out. Too bad... got to bottle up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is getting interesting and busy but still able to manage well. Got an Economics exam this thursday but got no freaking mood to study. Let's hope the mood kicks in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie lar. Let's stop here now before it's gets real crappy. I shall try to improve my Life so that I got more interesting things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Hate is good!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115565651887238303?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115565651887238303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115565651887238303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115565651887238303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115565651887238303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/08/again_15.html' title='again...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115466907111375485</id><published>2006-08-04T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T13:24:31.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo.. Thank God Its Friday! This week had passed so very fast and before I know it, it's Friday. Weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I had not done pretty much since I had last blogged on Wednesday. Basically, I only done the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- play soccer at the cage last Friday&lt;br /&gt;-- met Gi for lunch after work on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;-- met Armii, Fran and September for Steamboat at Bugis and after that went KTV&lt;br /&gt;-- Went to meet Gi again on Sunday to buy dog food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my weekend activity. Hehe. Not bad for an actually "planless" and otherwise boring weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is getting busier and I'm lovin it. Okie. This is not a Mac Donald Advert. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being totally random again but wats new? Okie. I'm reading an email now and it's quite touching. So, shall share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE BRICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?" The young boy was apologetic. "Please, mister...please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do," He pleaded. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop..." With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. "It's my brother, "he said "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."&lt;br /&gt;Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. "Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy! push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: "Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!" God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It's our choice to listen or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;End of Story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. That's about all coz I'm damm&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; PISSED&lt;/span&gt; now. Not pissed &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; DAMM PISSED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow,sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115466907111375485?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115466907111375485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115466907111375485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115466907111375485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115466907111375485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/08/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115392812555453084</id><published>2006-07-26T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:35:25.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Away My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cum...&lt;/span&gt; Let's Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Got some inspiration and energy to blog, so here I am. Went to catch a movie with Gi just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: "How much do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/How-much-local-Poster02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Plot of the Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Balding, elfin-eared Francois (Bernard Campan) enters a hooker-in-the-window joint in Paris’ Pigalle district to meet the woman who has become his obsession – the voluptuous Daniela (Monica Bellucci). Her attention can be had for 150 Euros and an extravagant bottle of champagne. Francois doesn’t balk at the cost. Instead, he reveals that he has just won a fortune in the lottery and offers Daniela 100,000 Euros a month to live with him until the money runs out. Daniela accepts and appears to cheerfully transform herself into the highly sexed domestic goddess of every man’s dreams. But Francois has a debilitating heart condition and Daniela’s unnerving gangster boyfriend Charly (Gérard Depardieu) is not ready to let her go without a fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We intended to meet at 7pm but in the end she only arrive at 7.40pm. But no problem. We still made it to the movie, armed with a Ice-Lemon Tea and packet of M&amp;M Nuts. Show was interesting. Not coz it was R21 and that there were plenty of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boobs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;f**ks&lt;/span&gt;. Coz' its a thinking show. After the show, Gi explain some parts to me again. Haiz. Why do I always become stupid when I'm with her? Perhaps I wasn't even concentrating on the show in the first place... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Took some pics on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Crossroadscopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Story of the Picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the picture, you see alot of roads. Let's say they represent the different journeys in life you've been through. Now, you get a chance to reflect back on your life and think what you had done. The happy &amp; sad times. How you made it so far... Phew... It really set me thinking by just staring out of the Taxi Window just now. Full of emotions and feelings. All of them just came crushing back. When the Taxi reached my home, I had only a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If only I could turn back time......"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't and nobody can. I can only ensure that I move on and live a better person. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Let's be a bit more cheerful and post some interesting pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PICTURES TIME!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*A&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Heavenly Toliet Bowl!!!&lt;/span&gt; Want one too? You will feel in heaven when shitting on it... muahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00245.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*I know it's kind of weird to show nice sweet cherries after a toliet bowl but..... My dad bought a box of Cherry the other day. 8Kgs for $120++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00247.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*Was on the way to work on the MRT. The guy beside me was listening to this. I felt kind of "RETRO" suddenly. I suppose he must had been an antique collector or just stole it from the &lt;strong&gt;Technology Heritage Center.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00251.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*Lastly, something from my office. Check it out. Our MARKETING Department. Real stuff, cannot bluff....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00252.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. End of photo show. Going to sleep early tonight as I got to reach office at 7.45am tml. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WTF?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(This "Cheers" is a greeting or expression. Not the 24Hrs store kind of Cheers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"If only I could turn back time. Stop If-ing. Wake up! Move on!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;--Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115392812555453084?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115392812555453084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115392812555453084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115392812555453084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115392812555453084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/07/blogging-away-my-life.html' title='Blogging Away My Life'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115353793369011887</id><published>2006-07-22T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T11:12:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borriiinnggg Saturday....</title><content type='html'>Let's blog about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;boring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stuffs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in office. Been here since 8.30am. Went for 2 teabreaks and still, its only 10.35am. Shit. Time moves damm slowly today. Good thing I got my old trusty ACER laptop with me. So I can enterain myself with some more interesting stuff... like blogging. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging while listening to mrbrown show. They do really have interesting PodCasts. Cooling~ It's like my daily dose of online enterainment. It's really cool that they are able to "tok cock" and get sponsored for it. Way to go guys. Now listening to a song by them titled "Sianz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite sianz to listen to the song BUT they achieve the aim. Listen to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrbrownshow.com/?p=126"&gt;http://www.mrbrownshow.com/?p=126&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now time is 10.50am. Shaved of somemore time after sharing the song "Sianz" with my colleagues. Hahaha. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering what to do later. My parents will be going to a BDae Party with one of the church member but don't think I will go. So, got no car. So means I will be staying at home tonite. Will be slacking at home, lying on my bed, switching TV channels. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon dunno what to do oso. Besides making my way home, I dun have any programs. Boring!!! Not much mood to go out oso. No Money to go out oso coz I broke... Must wait for PayDay. Thank God is coming soon le. 5 more days. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some Great fellow came out with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e = mc2&lt;/span&gt;. I shall come out with one oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;$30 + 5Days to PayDay = JasunZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Cool. Mmm. Can see that I'm kind of running out of ideas to blog coz got totally no topic. Perhaps let's talk about the future. BUT come to think of it, nothing is for sure in the future and it's pretty much unknown. So nothing much to blog about either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WINz. Come out with topic, then ownself say cannot. Haiz. Now I'm randomly going through all the PodCast I downloaded and listening to them. I luv the "I am a Singaporean" Series of PodCast. Damm touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now finally 11am le. I shall stop blogging. Coz I can feel myself getting kind of bored le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and hope my weekend will not be as boring as this post is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Only God knows what will happen next. So we must live for the moment." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-- Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115353793369011887?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115353793369011887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115353793369011887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115353793369011887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115353793369011887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/07/borriiinnggg-saturday.html' title='Borriiinnggg Saturday....'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115320918592339439</id><published>2006-07-18T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T15:56:31.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had been lazy!</title><content type='html'>Blogging again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had been lazy. Lazy for a week and not blogging. But I had programs piling up. Let's update a bit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong, I went out with Fran and Catherine to have supper prata at Bukit Gombak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good boy. I went for lecture after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a good boy. I went for lecture again after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm indeed a good boy. Went for lecture from 9am to 5pm. After that went around with Arthur to get the BBQ stuffs for the evening. We had a house warming kind of party. Kind of odd coz we like go his house dunno how many times already. There were loads of food like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FREAKING Big Crabs!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fresh Scallops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;prawns&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prawns!!!&lt;/span&gt; with Volka, Jack Daniels &amp;amp; Tequelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"CrayFish"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;Cows.. as in Beef!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Squid.. aiya.. Sotong lar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Countless Chicken Wings!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course.. not forgetting the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 inches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOTDOGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Enough of introducing the food. We BBQ-ed till 12am and then proceeded to the house for MJ sessions. Played till 6am in the morning and then left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Was a tiring day. Coz slept at 6.30am in the morning and woke up at 8.30am. Went to church and went home straight to sleep. At night, went to have dinner at Chong Pang. After that I went out to meet Fran and we went to West Coast Mac. As we are leaving, met Zengbin and Wanjun. Small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to work as usual. Had a early morning meeting at Gleneagles at 8.30am. Wah! After work, went to play soccer and after that picked mum up from School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, reach today le. Still working now and will be going to school for tutorials later. Will be tiring though but my mood quite good today. Coz exams results came out and finally I cleared it. I shall not boast about my results here as I only got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'D'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie lar. Got to go back work le. Will be trying to fix a sentosa outing real soon. Coz hands and skin icthing for some nice sun. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"In times of Stress, take a step back, re-think and go again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Without Wax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115320918592339439?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115320918592339439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115320918592339439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115320918592339439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115320918592339439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-had-been-lazy.html' title='I had been lazy!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115258870977098242</id><published>2006-07-11T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T11:34:30.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup 2006</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog Sadly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So World Cup 2006 is offically and finally over. Let's review the entire month since it started on 9 of June 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had indeed been a month of excitment, anger, tiredness etc. So many nations and so many people all around the globe unit together to speak one language - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Football.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hearts been broken and shattered....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heros been hailed and villians emerged!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's World Cup and it's undoubtingly the biggest sporting event around. In the past months, we had seen people from all walks for Life gathering at any location that provides visuals of 23 men on the pitch focusing on 1 ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past month, Singaporeans had a change of diet. From their regular Chicken rice to Char Kuay Teow to Fast Foods, they started to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; eat "ball"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give "ball"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha. If you do not know what I'm talking about. Good for you. Coz when you do not gamble, you are an instant winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is that this World Cup had been pretty much predictable except for a few matches. So I suppose most people won money or did not lose much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's indeed intelligent or rather &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"pure"&lt;/span&gt; coincidence that the Great Singapore Sale is going on at the same time with the World Cup. So while the Man are away rooting for their teams and trying to earn some quick bucks, the women can queue for their brands and spend the cash! Haha. Isn't it great? Both parties are satisfied and happy. No broken families... Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that all had ended and the revenue of coffeeshops return to normal. We will not be seeing mass crowds gathering at locations oggling at a single TV screen. Life returns to normal and no more sleepless nights of alarm sounding off at wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you World Cup 2006 and thank you Germany for providing us such a wonderful event. I would say by far, this is a World Cup which I enjoyed the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we can only look forward to the next World Cup 2010 in Africa. For other cheap thrills, we can always look forward to Euro 2008. However, it will never provide the sort of enterainment as the World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAIL WORLD CUP 2006!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Soccer is a universal language that units all races and nationalities."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; - Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115258870977098242?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115258870977098242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115258870977098242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115258870977098242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115258870977098242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup-2006.html' title='World Cup 2006'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115254857384479761</id><published>2006-07-11T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T11:33:31.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It must be them!</title><content type='html'>Shall we Blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, as promised, I'm blogging regarding the carpark incident the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, just some quick updates. Okie so World Cup 2006 is over. Watched the finals till 5am. Slept from 5.30am to 6.30am and dragged myself to work. Was too tired so took half day leave and went back home to sleep. Went to have dinner and after that met Kenneth for chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start the story now. As mentioned in my previous post, my dad was sick the other day and I sent him to the doctor in the morning.Upon reaching the carpark behind the clinic, notice this carpark attendent patroling. I dropped my dad off and decided to park else where before looking for him at the clinic. After circling for 5 mins, couldn't find any lots, so went back to the same carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Situtation of the Carpark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 372px; HEIGHT: 326px" height="601" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Carparkcopy.jpg" width="819" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as the area was mainly for loading and unloading, there were no lots for parking. So I decided to wait in the car since my dad told me that the clinic is empty. Cool. So I parked in a no parking lot. Soon after the carpark attendent arrived &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt; Yes again... I was sitting the the car with my engine running all the while so I didn't think there would be any problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, she reach my car and point to the ground. I came down of the car and ask her what's the problem. She told me no parking and I told her that, I'm not parking. I'm waiting for my dad who is in the clinic and I didn't even switch off the engine. She then told me that there is a sign for no waiting. I told her, my dad is in the clinic and this is the nearest place to the clinic. The she told me I should park in the loading/unloading lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! I told her, I'm not loading/unloading and if I park in the loading/unloading lots, I'm still waiting and since you said that the area is no waiting, there is no difference. She kept quiet for a while and said: "You cannot park here!" So I told her... I'm not parking. I'm waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, my dad came out of the clinic and came towards the car. Guess what the M*L*Y Shit Carpark Attendent said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"See! He can walk!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Boiled!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF? You mean my dad got to be crawling sick on the floor. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stupid bitch and idiotic freak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M*L*Y PIECE OF SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I wanted her name and number. I want to lodge a complaint against her. She instead started walking away and continued shouting that I cannot parking. I ignore her and told her that I have every right to get her name and I will definately lodge a complaint against her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She scooted off... M*L*Y piece of shit! It got to be them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the situation. If I had parked there.. and I mean park as in I left the car there unattended, by all means give me the parking ticket. But I didn't. It's just like it's mention in the highway code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double yellow lines are no parking areas but you are allowed to wait there. So, it's the same case here. It's no parking but I'm waiting there. I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just a case of the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M*L*Y shit&lt;/span&gt; trying to find problem with a innocent Chinese Driver. Just ask... how many times have you got a parking ticket and the car beside you having the same offence did not get a ticket. You examine the car and realise that it is protect by the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AURA&lt;/span&gt; of Allah! Coz it got some Arabic Sticker Writtings pasted on the windscreen. Haiz. Too bad I'm not protected by Allah or else I'm sure lots of these will not happen. I'm not quoting myself. Sure lots of pple had experienced this and feel the same as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Topic ended and I lodge a complaint against her but I don't think any action is going to be taken as the person taking down the complaint is one of them. Muahaha.I have only this to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"IT GOT TO BE THEM!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Let's destroy racism!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-- Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115254857384479761?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115254857384479761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115254857384479761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115254857384479761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115254857384479761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-must-be-them.html' title='It must be them!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115225225246323288</id><published>2006-07-07T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:04:12.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend cums...</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. It's just after my lunch and I'm in office right now. I took a super fast lunch so that I can come back and blog. Cooling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's talk about Wednesday. Didn't go KTV with my colleagues. Met Cherlyn, Dolly and Angela at Bukit Timah and went Angela's place to play mj. Played till 2am. Shit Dolly again. I was doing "Da San Yuan" and waiting for a "Bai Ban" then she didn't throw it. Haiz. Last time, my "Shi San Yao" also she didn't throw "Nan Feng" Now it's her again.. Arggh.... Anyway, nvm.. I'll try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was work as usual and had lessons at night. Enjoyable time attending a lecture I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Friday. Later will be super enjoyable. I'm working late today. Muahaha. Haiz. What to do. This is Events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armii spoke to me on MSN the other day and jioed me to la kopi so we will be meeting next Wednesday as my schedule recently is kind of packed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too sure where Gi is as I smsed her and she did not reply. Kind of worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I being random here... mmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Dad was sick, so I sent sister to school and after that brought him to visit a doctor. An incident between me and a Carpark Attendent happened. I shall not talk about it now but I'm going to lodge a complaint against that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;M**** Bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Brainless idiot. Okie. Stop here. I shall keep back this wonderful story for another post where I have my photoshop tools and I can illustrate the entire scene in the blog. Cooling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be wondering why I keep saying "Cooling" Haha. It's something between me and Cherlyn. Coz I asked her the other day why she keep saying "Cool" when I'm spekaing to her. The next thing, she said "Cooling" So I can only giving this face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-_-"'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, now I'm kind of affected and I keep saying "Cool" and "Cooling" now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie that's about all now I need to use some of my remaining time from my lunch to draft the email to complaint about the Carpark Attendent. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Failure is the mother of all success, Fail more!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-- Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115225225246323288?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115225225246323288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115225225246323288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115225225246323288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115225225246323288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/07/weekend-cums.html' title='Weekend cums...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-115207120679751110</id><published>2006-07-05T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T11:46:46.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Popular Hand Sign of 2006</title><content type='html'>I must &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a topic? I had a flash of brillance last night. Took a picture and had an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I must share my idea. Let's look back at the year so far. How many competition shows we had. Phew. The new era of TV enterainment had arrived. MediaCorp is raking in &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;$&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;List of Programs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1) Singapore Idol 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2) Project Superstar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3) Campus SuperStar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;4) Super Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;5) School Creativity Show thingy (Not sure what's the name of the show is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;6) Countless Charity Shows (Eg: Ren Ci, President Star Charity, Heart, Cancer... and many many more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;7) "Ming Xing O Xiang" (Another Chinese show where all of them act and try to be the best actor/actress. Thought they had Star Search for this area)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;8) Suria Superstar (Oh my God!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;9) "Yong Bu Yuan Bai" (Where all the dropouts contest by acting singing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;plus..... Project Superstar 2 and Campus SuperStar 2 is coming again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOAH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done! So we going to have all these kinds of shows flooding our screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of the above I had noticed a common trend for all the programs. There is a great similiarity in all of them. There is a propaganda behind it. They are washing the viewers mind with a sign. It is not an International Sign. It has got to be a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt; sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*Please Call....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00242.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool! Singapore has another unique sign. No wonder our STB is named&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uniquely Singapore!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is really a whole load of crap but I have to say it damm good crap. Wait if there are alot of crap, does it make it pural. If it's pural, shouldn't it be "craps". Mmm.... Shall check on my trusty old dictionary later to determine if there is even a word "CRAP" in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! Damm cooling to blog about things I enjoy. Yeap! That's all for now. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Crap is boundless" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-- Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115207120679751110?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115207120679751110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115207120679751110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115207120679751110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115207120679751110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/07/most-popular-hand-sign-of-2006.html' title='The Most Popular Hand Sign of 2006'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115199026712573550</id><published>2006-07-04T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T13:17:47.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over... Back to normal life.</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog Normally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Finally exams are over. Finished the last sucide paper. So I can relax and enjoy life. LJ understand! This Thursday will be the first lesson of next semester units. Haiz. Non stop studying and exams. Kills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz some updates. After exams on Monday, went to Arthur's house to play mj. Not really fun coz I want to play those 10 hours kind, play 4 rounds type. Hehe. But anyway, nvm coz there always another day. Just like the chinese saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"As long as the green mountain is around, you not scared no wood to burn"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Liu Zhe Qing Shan Zai, Bu Pa Mei Cai Shao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Clare came to meet me and we had a long chat at the Drain again. After that, we went Thompson Prata to eat till around 3am. Nice time catching up before he leaves for Aussie again. By this post, he should be 40,000 feet above sea level, flying across Christmas Island and trying to convince the SIA girl that it's safer to serve the passengers naked! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today came back to work feeling tired. After 1 week of leave for my studies, I came to realise that it feels damm good to be a student and just study. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's digress. Kenneth sms me just now and told me he living in Singapore now. Good. Means I got another old buddy to go out with. Yeah!!! He living in Bukit Batok. So it's quite near. GREAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, that's about all. Now still tired, especially after clearing 500+ emails this morning. Woah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Girls come and girls go but brothers stay forever!" -- Wild Boar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115199026712573550?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115199026712573550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115199026712573550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115199026712573550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115199026712573550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-over-back-to-normal-life.html' title='It&apos;s Over... Back to normal life.'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115184358292421576</id><published>2006-07-02T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T20:33:02.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One last Post before Sucide Day...</title><content type='html'>Sucide Blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Tml is International Trade Final Exams. Things looking bad! Let's doabit of update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, went out to meet Cherlyn at Tea Garden Mac again to study Information Systems. Sat, had Information Systems exam. Quite managable. Able to sian the answers. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exam, went to TPY Lorong 8 to have lunch. After that went with Ben, Malcolm and Terrence to Concourse Starbucks to study a while. Not much mood to study coz exams just finished. Went to play pool with Ben and haha. He lost again. Race to 7 racks. Fianl score 7-3. Not bad. He improve le. Last time 7-1. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, didn't study at all. Watch 2 matches of soccer and slept at 5am. Went to church in the morning and after that went to meet Clarence and he taught me International Trade. Guess where we went to study? Tea Garden Mac again! Hahaha. Got membership there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner then he set off to Orchard to meet his friends while I went home. So no at home blog for a while and watch TV. Still no mood to study. Perhaps I will panic more later. Tomorrow exam at 2pm. Hopefully after exam, go play soccer or mj. Tuesday will be back to work already. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all for now. Clare will be goin back Aussie on Tuesday morning. Okie lar. That's about all. Take care and wish me good luck for my exams tomorrow... I need lots of that. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Now, I say to you today my friends, even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream. I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed -- we hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~ Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115184358292421576?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115184358292421576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115184358292421576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115184358292421576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115184358292421576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-last-post-before-sucide-day.html' title='One last Post before Sucide Day...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115160942424223191</id><published>2006-06-30T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T03:30:24.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick blog!</title><content type='html'>Let's blog &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;quickly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. This will be another quick entry with what I had done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9.30am today and lazed around and had breakfast at the friendly neighbourhood kopitiam. After that studied International Trade for about 2 hours and felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin jioed me to go PSB to study with Malcolm and Terrance. So off I went. Reached TPY and had a nice lunch. Studied with them till 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherlyn then came to pick me up and we went Tea Garden Mac to study and I had my yet another Mc Donald dinner there. Haiz. Studied till 1am. She sent me home with not too bad driving skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just finished off a few more questions of Information System and will be sleeping soon once I finish sending the 2 songs "Kiss Goodbye" &amp; "Superwoman" to Cherlyn. Oops.. I'm not suppose to say I'm sending MP3 rite.. Shit... later I get caught.. no lar.. I'm sharing the music. I bought the originals leh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie just something interesting I came by on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*This Metro Advert is kind of entertaining and refreshing. Like it alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00237.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie that's about all. Tomorrow got to meet Malcolm and gang at TPY again and we will be going Kallang Mac to study. Weeee! I'm travelling all over Singapore to study... so does it equate to being studious? Mmm... something to ponder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There are those that look at things the way they are, and ask why? I dream of things that never were, and ask why not."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Robert F. Kennedy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115160942424223191?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115160942424223191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115160942424223191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115160942424223191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115160942424223191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/quick-blog.html' title='A quick blog!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115150427982681422</id><published>2006-06-28T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:17:59.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juz a quick update!</title><content type='html'>Juz Blog a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Some updates coz been kind of busy recently with exams just this coming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went on leave on Tuesday and went to Mc Cafe at Lido to study with Clare. After that Cherlyn came down to meet us for a while to learn ERD. After that, left Cherlyn at Starbucks while me and Clare went to walk around Far East. Nothing much interesting and he went back home while I headed back to Starbucks to look for Cherlyn. Hanged around for a while and she went for her tutorials and I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, Clare came to pick me up and we went fishing at Taman Jurong. Only landed 3 fishes and countless "ran" or rather swam off after we got them hooked. Haiz. But it was good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday which is today, met Clare at Clementi for lunch before proceeding to Holland V Starbucks for studying. Decided to called it a day at around 4pm. Went to FOS to shop around. Bought an Abercrombie &amp; Fitch Board shorts and a top. Only spend $45 on it. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to go to National Library but ended up at Sim Lim instead. Haha. What rubbish? After buying his stuffs, went to Takashimaya Crystal Jade La Mian Xiao Long Bao to have dinner. Had a damm filling dinner. We bothleft for home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now blogging on my bed. Going to slp soon. Air Con spoil. Sian 0.5 but bo bian in comes the trusty old fan. Haha. Will be sleeping early and wake up at around 4am to study. Coz that's my peak timing to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. That's about all for now! Cheers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Never allow the fear of failure stop you from doing what your heart tells you to do." --Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115150427982681422?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115150427982681422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115150427982681422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115150427982681422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115150427982681422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/juz-quick-update.html' title='Juz a quick update!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115102789222875129</id><published>2006-06-23T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T09:58:12.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Flooding!</title><content type='html'>Must Blog It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, on the way to work witness a rare incident. Novena MRT is flooded. The MRT Station is underground and when the door opened for passengers to alight, they juz "stunned" there for a brief moment before steping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire MRT station was flooded till the ankle level. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Woah!&lt;/span&gt; And worse still, the water was still pouring... yes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;POURING&lt;/span&gt; down from the ceiling. It's just as if the MRT station is bulit beneath a river or something like dat. Cool. Didn't manage to get a pic of it as I was too lazy to move my hand 3 inches into my pocket and take out the phone. Haha. Anyway, it was something interesting to brighten up the day. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, after cabbing home, Felt damm sick! Was suppose to take dinner but after "inserting" 1 mouth of chicken rice into my mouth, I went to the toliet o puke. Felt feverish and had a bad headache. So, went to sleep at 8pm. Phone rang at 10 plus and it is Clare who called. He reached home and wanted to meet me at my place for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I headed to the "kopitiam" Dennis called and we chatted for a while. After Clare had his fav. Chicken Cutlet with sauce, we went to the seaside for talk and covered topics like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Life in Singapore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"How sad Life is becoming"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Social Dieases in our generation"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Future looks bleak"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. What kind of topic are we covering. First day after he came back, we start off with these topics. However, we managed to spend 1 hour discussing the topics. After that, went back to the Kopitiam to catch the 3am match. He left shortly and I went home to carry on watching soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good time catching up anyway and we should resume our fav. activities like fishing, mj-ing and beaching... hehe. Shall plan for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be setting off to Singapore Expo pretty soon for an exhibition. So bye guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"You have to accept a great loss before you realize that it will change your life for the better."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115102789222875129?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115102789222875129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115102789222875129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115102789222875129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115102789222875129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-flooding.html' title='It&apos;s Flooding!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115077016243892140</id><published>2006-06-20T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T10:22:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coming...</title><content type='html'>Just Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chairman aka &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Blindman"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of my Company is coming for a visit in 30mins time. This morning while having breakfast with my colleague, he was mentioning that he had this picture of all the staffs standing orderly besides their work station and the Chairman walking around, ushered by our MD. The he will stop by randomly at any work station and start talking to the staffs. Hahaha. I think he watch too much NDP already. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So had 2 breakfast this morning. Not as in the portion but I went 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was my usual breakfast before I reach office at the friendly nearby-the-company &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"kopitiam".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Had my usual &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Teh Peng"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Ice Milk Tea) with 2 half boiled eggs plus bread. After reaching office and doing my usual morning PR with some colleagues, Aaron and "Fruit Tree" wanted to have breakfast and I accompanied them to the Kopitiam again. This time they had prata while I just sip my &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Teh Cino Ice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Ice Milk Tea that got the Cino feeling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my so-called 2 breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was lazy again. So took a Cab home after work. Actually not lazy lar. But super tired. I watched all the 3 soccer matches on Sunday night till 5am on Monday morning. After that, decided that it was no point sleeping. So went for a morning jog. After coming back, headed straight to work. So after work damm tired and decided to take a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think I will knock out after reaching home, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WRONG!&lt;/span&gt; I had a light dinner and went out to play street soccer with the Monday Boys from 8pm till 10pm. After that, we went to the kopitiam to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"lar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kopi till 11pm b4 going back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was damm tired at that point of time but did I sleep? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt; I watched soccer till 3 am before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think to myself. Where the hell do I get all the energy from. Not sleeping, jogging, playing soccer, watching soccer. Haha. Still need to work. Mmm.. Perhaps I'm not human. That's what happen to people who are full of drive in Life. Oops. Am I praising myself again. mmm. Don't think so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"bah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. The Chairman is coming soon. Got to go apply more foundation, touch up my make up and adjust my hair. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"When 2 person deeply in Love comes together, 1+1 &gt; 2"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115077016243892140?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115077016243892140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115077016243892140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115077016243892140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115077016243892140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/coming.html' title='The Coming...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115051374828271840</id><published>2006-06-17T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T11:09:08.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb Saturday</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup is indeed in the thick of action now. By far, this is the world cup in which I'm most involved in. Analysing every match and cracking my brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not apply for the world cup channels from SCV coz I feel it's a scam by monopolist St*rH*b to force people to apply. Why should we bow to them? Shit! We are are paying money for the sports channels and now they refrain from showing it on trusty traditional channels like Star Sports and ESPN. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTF???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is always an alternative to watching world cup. People do gather in areas to watch but I prefer to watch on the comfort of my bed using my 3 years old Acer laptop, using P2P Streaming TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I still get to watch world cup and loads of other channels&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; FREE!!!&lt;/span&gt; So I must share this with others so that they can stand up against monopolist in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who like more channels besides world cup, visit &lt;a href="http://www.sopcast.com"&gt;www.sopcast.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download the client and install. After that, get connected and Presto! You get to watch world cup plus many many channels from around the world. It doesn't *lag and it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*For those still using 56K dial up, please don't try it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the cheap $10 KTV the other day with Fran, Cat and Kenneth at Smith Street. Cool place. Although not as posh as Kbox or Party World, the computer system and the rest are still as good. The songs selection are comparable with the regular KTVs. Some more, the drinks are free flow for standard drinks and the package includes a bowl of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Shark Fin"&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang from 8pm till 12am and it was real fun and tiring. Sang till we nearly lost our voices. Finally. 3 weeks after I recovered from my sore throat, I sang again. Got to practice more. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging from office now on a Wet Saturday. It's cold, the perfect condition to hide on my bed to pig. Woke up this morning at 7am. Sat on the bed for 15mins trying to access if I'm sick. In the end, I decided that I was healthy enough to go work and dragged myself to work. Slip on my Argentina Training Jacket and made my way to office in a half-awake mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked and replied countless emails. Not because there is alot of emails but coz I'm closing my eyes while replying the mails to slow down my brain. This will help me to reach home later and knock out on my bed immediately as if I had not woken at all. Haha. My movements will be slow today so that I will not increase my body temperature and keep it in the "just woke up" condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now time is 11am. How I wish we are following Japan's timing as it will be 12pm then. Haha. But back to reality. I'm in Singapore. The country that will be flashing 4 million smiles at delegates for IMF in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the 4 million smiles issue that PM spoke on, I downloaded MrBrown's podcast and it is really funnie. Was trying to refrain myself from laughing too loud so that I will not awake my slping neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those in need of a good laugh, visit &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com"&gt;www.mrbrown.com&lt;/a&gt; Go to the podcast section and download them all. It's good and funnie! Ok. Mr Brown did not pay me anything to promote his site. I do it on my own accord coz I think they are really doing what they enjoy and hopefully I can do it some day. Talk C*ck for a living. MuackS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. Okie. I killed about 20mins on this post and it helps a bit in moving towards knock off time. I shall stop here before I start the vicious cycle of posting my bo-liao rants and irk the hell out of the people reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Hardwork is no subsitute for Intelligence!" -- Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115051374828271840?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115051374828271840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115051374828271840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115051374828271840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115051374828271840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/numb-saturday.html' title='Numb Saturday'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115034377988840852</id><published>2006-06-15T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T11:56:19.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrogrance Vs Confidence</title><content type='html'>Blog It Dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Had a chat last nite with a Cat. (meows) Came to the topic on Arrogrance and Confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's set the background of the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arrogrance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The act or habit of arrogating, or making undue claims in an overbearing manner; that species of pride which consists in exorbitant claims of rank, dignity, estimation, or power, or which exalts the worth or importance of the person to an undue degree; proud contempt of others; lordliness; haughtiness; self-assumption; presumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Confidence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Freedom from doubt; belief in yourself and your abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's use myself as an example. I would say that I'm a confident person in areas where I had a strong knowledge. However I had been deem by people as being arrogant and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"xia lan"&lt;/span&gt; Quite sad right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person undergoes training and gain extensive knowledge on a certain area through his/her hardwork. After all that and when he/she speaks with authority to others over that area, people deem him/her as being arrogant. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it's due to those audience being self-concious of their stupidity and lack of knowledge in that area and in bid to hide that fact, they gather together to make "truth" about that person out of nothing and annocunce him/her arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do agree to a certain extent that people are are very confident do speak in a different tone to others. But suppose that's the way to assert yourself and bring the message across to the masses. Confident people do that. Weak people then accuse them of being arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad? But that's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do meet alot of arrogant people. BUT the important thing is that I do tell myself that I have to accept their arrogrance. They are good and they deserve to be arrogant. They have every &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MFR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Mother, Father Right) to be arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a step back, I do admit that I myself do show "some" arrogrance at times but that's for the better of the people around me and bring the message across. I did try to use a softer approach but nothing gets done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, now. Just when you think that a confident person can speak in a nicer tone and be humble so that people will not brand him/her as arrogant, let me introduce you to another word very commonly used by the masses to further de-grade genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hypocritical"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! So if you are smart, don't work with stupid people. That's the bottom line. If you want to work with stupid people or rather puting it in a more gentle manner; not so smart people, make sure they are able to accept your intelligence and superiority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad sad! But that's the way things are happening in the society. So intelligence people try to talk less so that people cannot use the word Hypocritical on them. You think that's the end of the story. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then open the dictionary and take out all the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anti-Social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Unfriendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attitude...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We intelligent people or rather Genius-es have to stand up and form an alliance not to rule but to create a haven for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are all the above just craps from being too bored. Perhaps yes or no. It's up to you at the end of the day to decide. This post might anger people and continue using those "hurtful" words on me or might attract those who feel the same about the current society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the latter happens.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end here before a hate site is up against me... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"If you have it, flaunt it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115034377988840852?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115034377988840852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115034377988840852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115034377988840852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115034377988840852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/arrogrance-vs-confidence.html' title='Arrogrance Vs Confidence'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-115017904398489089</id><published>2006-06-13T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:10:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live your Life, Live for Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I must Blog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Sing to the tune of Jennifer Lopez - Let's Get Loud)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CHORUS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me blog, let me blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Turn the music up, let me blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;C'mon people let me blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Turn the PC up to read that blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me blog, let me blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ain't nobody gotta tell me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What I  gotta blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If you wanna blog your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Blog it all the way and don't you waste it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Every letter every word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Can be so very sweet you gotta read it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You gotta blog it, you gotta blog it your way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You gotta blog it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You gotta mean what you say Life's a party, make it hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Blog don't ever stop, whatever rhythm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Every minute, every day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Blog them all the way you gotta live 'em ('cause I'm going to blog my life) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You gotta blog it, you gotta blog it your way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You gotta blog it You gotta mean what you blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You gotta blog it, you gotta blog it your way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You gotta blog it You gotta mean what you blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. Above is just a momentary "boliao" inspiration that I got. So decided to change the lyrics a bit to prove that I'm indeed bo liaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, World Cup is indeed here. Been really down the last few days but good thing World Cup is accompanying me. Everything is against me. The world just wants to see me fail but I shall survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every condition going against me now, I shall rise. I can only become stronger after going through the bad conditions and situations. I shall live for myself and me alone. Who really understands me or able to feel what I'm feeling right now. No one does. The kind of hurt and pain sucks and I can only put on a brave front and be strong. Move on like I always did and emerge better and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be finding myself for a period of time. I dunno how long but soon I will embark on this journey to make myself a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will definately be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"If we do not know failure, we will not understand the sweetness of success." -- Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-115017904398489089?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/115017904398489089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=115017904398489089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115017904398489089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/115017904398489089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/live-your-life-live-for-yourself.html' title='Live your Life, Live for Yourself'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114982619021204295</id><published>2006-06-09T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T12:12:59.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of a Girl (Episode 01)</title><content type='html'>Let's blog with inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Nice song below to start of the blog for today's story. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTE: The highlighted lyrics...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Absolutely (Story of a Girl)&lt;br /&gt;by Nine Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the story of a girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world&lt;br /&gt;While she looks so sad in photographs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I absolutely love her&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many days in a year&lt;br /&gt;She woke up with hope&lt;br /&gt;But she only found tears&lt;br /&gt;And I can be so insincere&lt;br /&gt;Makin' the promises never for real&lt;br /&gt;As long as she stands there waitin'&lt;br /&gt;Wearin the holes in the soles of her shoes&lt;br /&gt;How many days disappear&lt;br /&gt;You look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;So how do you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Your clothes never wear as well the next day&lt;br /&gt;And your hair never falls in quite the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You never seem to run out of things to say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the story of a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world&lt;br /&gt;While she looks so sad in photographs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I absolutely love her&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many lovers would stay&lt;br /&gt;Just to put up with this shit day after day&lt;br /&gt;How did we wind up this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Watchin' the mouths for the words that we say&lt;br /&gt;As long as we stand here waitin&lt;br /&gt;Wearin' the clothes of the souls that we choose&lt;br /&gt;How do we get there today&lt;br /&gt;When we're walkin to far for the price of our shoes&lt;br /&gt;Your clothes never wear as well the next day&lt;br /&gt;And your hair never falls in quite the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You never seem to run out of things to say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the story of a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world&lt;br /&gt;While she looks so sad and lonely there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I absolutely love her&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;Well your clothes never wear as well the next day&lt;br /&gt;And your hair never falls in quite the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You never seem to run out of things to say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the story of a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world&lt;br /&gt;While she looks so sad in photographs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I absolutely love her&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the story of a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Her pretty face she hid from the world&lt;br /&gt;And while she looks so sad and lonely there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I absolutely love her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the story of a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Who cried a river and drowned the whole world&lt;br /&gt;While she looks so sad in photographs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I absolutely love her&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Story of a Girl (Episode 01)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nong nong time ago, there was a beautiful little princess in the Kingdom of GungHo. She is kind hearted by nature and well protected by nice people around her. She was always blessed with people loving her. Although there were many people around her, some of them were there for the wrong reasons, unknown to her totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come the time when she was of age, she started falling in Love. She had 2 close friends. A Duke named Edison, also from GungHo Kingdom and a commoner named Agu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Duke Edison and Commoner Agu treated her very well. Edison always showered her with precious gifts and paid for whatever she like. She had no lacking. Agu on the other hand was not so well off so he could only give all of his love for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The princess always like riding red horses but they are very rare in the land. In order to make the princess happy, the rich Duke Edison sold off his black horse and paid more to purchase a rare Red horse from the Persian Land. For Agu, he could not do what Edison was doing. He can only give out his time and his purest love for the Princess, sacrificing almost all of what he has just to make the Princess feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Princess loved Agu more as she could felt his love and efforts. On the other hand, she was also stressed by the environment around her to choose Edison as he was richer and at present could give the Princess a better life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Edison knew that the Princess had chosen a commoner, he was furious and started his series of mindless actions. He began stalking around the palace, waiting for the Princess to return after dates with Agu. He made frequent comotions outside the palace which disturbed the peace of the land. Agu on the other hand allowed the Princess to solve the problem as he always trusted her to be able to make the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, humans are weak and the Princess was human too. There are times when she was shaken by what Edison did for her. She started lying to Agu and went out secretly with Edison. Agu found out many times and forgave her. It hurt Agu alot and he thought of giving it up at times. However due to the deep love he had for her, he strived on and endured. All these only deepen the Love Agu had for the Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends of Agu came to know about this and couldn't persude him to give up as his love was so strong. Even the manufacturers of "Elephant Brand Super Glue" asked for exclusive rights to Agu's story, so that they can promote their products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends of Agu can only shake their head whenever they see Agu in agony. There is a saying: "Love is Blind" and in Agu's case. "It's really very blind!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time went on, Agu's love for the Princess only grew stronger. Edison on the other hand promised to leave the Princess but in fact he did not. Time and time again he carried on disturbing the calm of the land. He never understand the meaning of "last time" and there were countless "last time" to meet with the Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally one day, he decided to start degrading Agu in order to make himself look better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;**How did he do it? Look out for Episode 02 of the Trilogy of "Story of a Girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disclaimer: The above story is a moment of inspiration. Bear in mind, the contents of the story have been modified a bit by Without Wax, however the story is true. Names had been changed to protect the identity of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S get back to reality. Hope the story is interesting. Tonight shall go Arthur's house to watch soccer plus some bonding activities. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114982619021204295?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114982619021204295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114982619021204295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114982619021204295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114982619021204295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/story-of-girl-episode-01.html' title='Story of a Girl (Episode 01)'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114978498941588870</id><published>2006-06-09T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T00:43:09.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let’s blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. I know I did a post in the afternoon but the time now is 12.02am so it’s a brand new day already. Hehe. Okie. This post will have all the pictures which I had wanted to post for quite some time but lazy lar. So since I’m going to post 10 pictures in total, expect lots of words alrite. WHY? Coz they always say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Picture paints a 1000 words.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore: 10 X picture = 10,000 Words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!! That’s a lot of words huh. Hehe… Let’s begin now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Around 2 weeks ago when I went to Yishun Dam. Decide to snap some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00218.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Another pic. Same place just different view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00220.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Still at the same place but with the car, the tar road and the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00221.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** It’s was last Saturday. Finished an event at Meritus Mandarin. Spotted this car in the carpark. Mmm… of course spot in carpark lar… or else in toilet ar… ahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The front view…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00229.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The back view…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00226.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The side view… the windows are damm nice… Dunno wat car it is… no brand no logo… muz be a concept car…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00227.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Was going back to office after lunch at Liang Court and decided to snap this pic. You all muz be thinking I’m siao to snap this drain. Nope… take a closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00235a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Kaoz. I heard the birds very the kao beh. So I took a look. KNN. Got a monitor lizard. Wah lau eh. At Clemenceau oso got this kind of things… Argghhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00235.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Juz some bo liao things I do in office. Was playing with my ring and decided to hold it using my eye… I love this ring… It’s my PRECIOUSSSSSS!!!! Haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00234.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie.This is a damm funnie clip. Homemade in Singapore by some Army Guys who are just too freaking bored. Enjoy….&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4_lW52LADOI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s about all. Hope the pics are enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: “You can't make time for your priorities until you know what they are!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114978498941588870?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114978498941588870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114978498941588870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114978498941588870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114978498941588870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/lets-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114974513426891823</id><published>2006-06-08T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T13:38:54.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me the MONEY!!!</title><content type='html'>Blogging it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after work, went to Suntec for a "talk". Before going I know that it is a MLM thingy. But the difference is that the products are at least what I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this company is quite big and international and they got a super inspiring mission statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RYTHM - Raise Yourself To Help Mankind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It's indeed inspiring. Although I'm super against MLM, I asked myself, what's holding me back since it's low risk from my assesment. Just like what Robert Kiyosaki said, "If you don't try, you never know what you are losing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sleep on it for 3 days and think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough of that. Let's talk about happier things. Erm... okie that's it... nothing much happie to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But recently, I'm constantly thinking about how to make money. My mind is constantly churning and twisting. Thinking about ways I can increase my assets and cashflow. I must get something moving when Clare and Dennis is back from Aussie during the break. Must stay FOCUS!!! I can't wait any longer. The me inside is brusting to come out and do what JasunZ is capable of. If not now... then when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Behaving like a motivational speaker huh. I always thought I can be a motivational speaker because of all the shit I read and do and think. When a person can sit in his room for 5 hours, just thinking about ideas, he got to be quite a maniac. Hahaha.. That's me.. Over think... thinkful.... aiya.... whatever they call that. So I must come up with that ONE good freaking Idea and make Money!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOW ME THE MONEY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually blogging after lunch and now lunchtime is over so I have to contiune to sit around and wait for things to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"If not now, then when?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114974513426891823?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114974513426891823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114974513426891823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114974513426891823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114974513426891823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/show-me-money.html' title='Show me the MONEY!!!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114956069420282344</id><published>2006-06-06T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T10:26:27.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini-Skirts should be banned!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let's Blog IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a pretty much hot day out there and that’s why the streets are fully of “moving cloths trying to cover both legs” – Mini-Skirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should not play MJ for the whole week. (As if I had been playing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Situation 01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yesterday, took leave from work to relax and prepare for the test in the evening. Left home for school at around 1.30pm. On MRT, was this ger wearing a super short mini-skirt sitting opposite me. I was reading my nice little book “Rich Day, Poor Dad” then got 2 kids + 01 X Parent boarded the train. I looked up. The “lady” un-cross her legs and there and BEHOLD… I saw what I shouldn’t see… &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHITE!!!&lt;/span&gt; At that moment, I was like gaging… she was pretty thou but.. haiz.. that’s it. Suay for 1 whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's have a TV Commercial Break&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As I was alighting the train, another lady pushed her namecard to me. I took it and alighted the train. The on the namecard, she wrote that she is in the business of “Rich Dad, Poor Dad” helping people to understand the Rat Race etc. So I sms her and had a short chat to see what Business Possibilities there are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Situation 02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I went to Mac Donald to wait for Cherlyn and Dolly. Sat down, doing my work. Then this lady sitting opposite me was wearing a mini-skirt.. &lt;strong&gt;DANGER!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DANGER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I saw it again. Guess what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind… “I think to myself… what a wonderful world” No MJ for 2 weeks. Ahhh… Damm Suay… only consolation was that both “ladies” not those er-xin type. Try to console myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons was boring and test was easy. After test, went to have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“tian ji”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; frog leg porridge with Ben, Jessica and Kass @ Yishun. Had a nice time and was feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and slack around while playing some games and chating with Sam online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got people start to complain my blog not so interesting as before le. No more funny, self drawn pictures. Ok. I will take the feedback postively and work on that creative area k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Anyway, just something I did for one of my friend. A birthday card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Catherine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“Failure inspires Winners. And Failure defeats Losers.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114956069420282344?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114956069420282344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114956069420282344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114956069420282344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114956069420282344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/06/mini-skirts-should-be-banned.html' title='Mini-Skirts should be banned!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114895398050193334</id><published>2006-05-30T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T09:59:51.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a boring day.</title><content type='html'>Let’s Blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s early in the morning and I’m blogging once again. Why? Coz I’m freaking hell bored in the office and got absolutely nothing to do. People might be willing anytime to accept a job who pays you to do nothing but not me. I can’t stand… or rather sit around and do nothing. BUT however, sometimes, I get damm f**king busy. Perhaps, the company is paying me to be around physically so that I can be available whenever they need me. Mmm. Kind of interesting. Perhaps I can strike a deal with them to station myself at home and magically appear in office whenever they need me. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, another reason why I blog again within such a short time frame is coz I feel happy to blog or write again. I enjoy expressing my thoughts. This is coz I’m such an expressive individual. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Things I did since waking up and will be doing later before I sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I woke up in the morning and asked myself if I was sick enough to convince the doctor to give me MC. However, the fact being that I’m not even able to convince myself that I’m sick, I drag myself to wash up.&lt;br /&gt;2) Went to MRT station and fought for a seat like most other Singaporeans and in the course, I tripped 2 senior citizens and 1 pregnant lady. Yes.. I got my seat.&lt;br /&gt;3) Alighted at Cityhall MRT and took a shuttle bus to UE Square.&lt;br /&gt;4) Had my usual breakfast at the friendly kopitaim by telling the Auntie. Same order as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;5) Went to office. Logged on to computer and clear my hundreds of emails.&lt;br /&gt;6) Slack around doing nothing till lunch. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;7) Will be going to Gleneagles Hospital in the afternoon to help with the relief packing for the Indons who suffered in the earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;8) After work, will do nothing and earn $280.00&lt;br /&gt;9) Go home for dinner and go out again.&lt;br /&gt;10) Spend the $280.00 which I cheated.&lt;br /&gt;11) Reach home before 12am.&lt;br /&gt;12) Watch TV programs till 2am.&lt;br /&gt;13) Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NOTE: Point 2 is purely fictional and self imaginative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my day planned out for myself. Hehe. What a nice plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me see if there is anything else to blog or rather rant about. Seems like my mind is kind of dry now. It’s really boring in office with June on leave and Aaron on halfday reservist. Awww. Life sucks when you have no one to disturb. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dumpling Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this very point, my colleagues are talking about “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zhong Zi”&lt;/span&gt; Dumplings. And to make matters worse, the person leading the conversation is one of our Corporate Communications Officer. Haha. Kind of ironical right but trust them to remind the rest of us that we are suppose to eat dumplings today. Kaoz. Don’t they know the facts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumplings came about when some so called “Xu Yuan” who is supposing a great and just officer who jumped into some river in China to kill himself. So the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sales and Marketing Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Delicious Dumpling Pte Ltd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; decided to make a marketing gimmick out of it by telling the poor and stupid commoners that if they bought the dumplings from their company, they will get a free dumpling for every 2 bought. They certainly had an eye for the market. Wondering if they used the &lt;strong&gt;4 Ps&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;7 Ps&lt;/strong&gt; of marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of this offer, they can show their &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“love”&lt;/span&gt; for the officer “Xu Yuan” by throwing the newly bought dumplings into the river so that the fishes will not eat the body of “Xu Yuan” but eat the dumplings. Wow. This story is even better than Da Vinci Code. What a great story made up in order to boost the sales of dumplings in ancient China. Sadly, all of them fell for it and till today, we are still living in this lie. In the first place, when did fishes learn how to untie the knots on the dumplings and eat them. Special fishes I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie… enough of this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nonsensical &lt;/span&gt;dumpling story. Let me tell a “cold” joke on dumplings since it’s the festival now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Question: A dumpling dropped on the floor. Who picked the dumpling up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clue: Think of dumpling in Hokkien…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Xiang Long picked the dumpling up lor. Coz, “Xiang Long Shi Ba Zhang”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Dumpling in hokkien is ba zhang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;** Xiang Long Shi Ba Zhang is a Special Skill in one of the Chinese Martial Arts Story where the 18 Dragons will appear from the puglistic's palms after he performs some kind of para para dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, don’t hit or kill me, I’m just doing my part for the enterainment industry and whatever it is, please don't try this at home.... sounds like the WWE advertisment huh. muahaha... I really getting crappy.... I'm really becoming a "Jiao Zhu"&lt;br /&gt;*"Jiao Zhu" is a title conferred to me by Gi. Means a person with great ability to tok cock. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers guys and enjoy the fish feed… I mean dumplings festival…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“Life is like a taxi. The meter just keeps a-ticking whether you are getting somewhere or just standing still." -- Lou Erickso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114895398050193334?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114895398050193334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114895398050193334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114895398050193334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114895398050193334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-boring-day.html' title='It&apos;s a boring day.'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114892261044837159</id><published>2006-05-30T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T01:10:10.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends come N friends go BUT Brothers stay forever.</title><content type='html'>Let's blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So define friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition from a dictionary (Friend): a person with whom you are acquainted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, friends are simply acquaintances that you have. Mmm. To think that so much emphasis I had placed on it. Then what about brothers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition from a dictionary (Brother): a close friend who accompanies his buddies in their activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. That sounds more like it. At least I know that when my friends leave me, I still have brothers. People who will be there for you. Live and breathe the very same air you breathe in and pull you up by doing simple things that you really need. Brothers.... they are coming back soon and I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent events cause me to wonder and ponder about my friends and brothers. Perhaps I need to rethink and reflect. Who are those who are there for me no matter who I am, what I do or what I become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that when I treat people without wax, I hope to get the same back in return. Do unto others what you want others to do unto you. I believe in this and hope those around me do too. Now, there's actually a few person I really wish to catch up on and I dun mind listing them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Order have no preference)&lt;br /&gt;1) Clarence aka Wild Boar&lt;br /&gt;2) Dennis aka The Menace&lt;br /&gt;3) Kenneth aka Jiu Hu&lt;br /&gt;4) Giselia aka Lucifer&lt;br /&gt;5) Lai aka Weilun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. These 5 people. Erm. Dun worry they are not the 5 people you meet in heaven by Mitch Albom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, talking about Mitch Albom, GISELIA!!! If you're reading this, you still owe me Tuesday with Morrie. I lent to you and you lent to Brother... haven't return me... Booo.. Erm.. I heard that the hard cover one is going on sale... hehe... just joking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So perhaps, I shall put this in my goal to get back to these people who are constantly close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie lar. The above post is written after certain incidents and done by the super sensitive guy ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers guys and cherish those around you who matters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Cherish those around you who matters." -- Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114892261044837159?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114892261044837159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114892261044837159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114892261044837159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114892261044837159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/05/friends-come-n-friends-go-but-brothers.html' title='Friends come N friends go BUT Brothers stay forever.'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114843654658324486</id><published>2006-05-24T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T10:09:06.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without Wax</title><content type='html'>Time to Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel inspired to blog again. Knowing that people I know can be inspired by what I write sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Note: The "sometimes" means like once in every hundred post. -_-"')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's not that I do not want to blog but to blog, means to write. To write means you got to have a topic to write on. So when you do not have a topic, you cannot write and when you cannot write, means you cannot blog. Hence, when you cannot blog, means there will not be any post on the blog. When there is no new post on the blog, amazingly, due to technological advancements, the old post will be shown. How amazing techynology is right? I know I wan to blog but there's no suitable topic. Either there is not much inspiring or happening things happening in my Life or perhaps those things that happened are better kept to myself and not made known to the public. Hence, I cannot blog on certain matters as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OOO.&lt;/span&gt; I have a topic. In fact, if you read the paragraph above, it all points at needing a topic in order to blog. So perhaps I can blog on why people blog. I'm a Genius. No choice. You expect nothing less from a talent like me. I'm JasunZ and as what Wai Sum like to say "Hey, Guy Without Wax"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per Arthur's wedding the other day, I was once again questioned on why I put the "Without Wax" behind my name JasunZ. Hence I went through the entire story and when I finished, although they were kind of "impressed", they doubted me and thought I made the entire story up. They in fact thought that "Without Wax" means I don't not put Wax on my hair. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NONSENSE!&lt;/span&gt; In fact I use wax on my hair almost every single day. Okie. In order not to further confuse poor souls trying to figure out what "Without Wax" means and why I put it behind my name, I shall include the story in this post. Apologise to those who know about it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Highly Awaited Without Wax Story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Wax is from two Latin words, sine, without, and cera, wax. It is also where the modern word sincere comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the olden days, Artificers of European countries fashioned highly expensive statuettes out of a very fine porcelain. It was of such fragile nature that extreme care and skill had to be taken when firing the figurines to keep them from cracking. Hence to get a fine porcelain whould require a highly skilled and experienced Artificer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dishonest dealers would sell the cracked figurines at a much lower price and then fill the cracks with wax before offering them for sale. But honest merchants would display their uncracked porcelain wares with signs that read, “sine cera,” “without wax.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, to be Without Wax means being pure, without flaws, geniune and of course sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So now the story is out and I suppose people should be inspired to treat people around us without wax. That's my way of Life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. So much for not having a topic to write about write. From starting off with writting rubbish until telling a historical story to explain 2 words. How interesting language is right and how it ties back to history. Perphaps this is one of the great reasons why Historians enjoy doing what they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now for a bit of happenings. Last night went out with Fran to "la kopi" &lt;em&gt;(la kopi = Singlish term for having coffee)&lt;/em&gt; at Bukit Batok. Armii was tired from work so she did not come along. After that, I rushed home to catch the re-telecast of the Singapore Idol Audtions as I missed it the other day. It was indeed "interesting" I never expect that there are such "lamers" &lt;em&gt;(lamers = People who are extremely lame)&lt;/em&gt; Had a great laugh, watch some more TV Programs and hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be about all. Still trying to recover from my Flu cum Cough cum Sore Throat. Once I recover, I can go KTV and sing again. Coz singing is my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;passion.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Sounds very Singapore Idol right. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. That's all folks and stay Without Wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Only those who have learned the power of sincere and selfless contribution experience life's deepest joy: true fulfillment." -- Anthony Robbins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114843654658324486?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114843654658324486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114843654658324486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114843654658324486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114843654658324486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/05/without-wax.html' title='Without Wax'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114822442810062153</id><published>2006-05-21T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:13:48.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to blog again</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite sometime since I last blogged. Due to lack of motivation to blog etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently had really been kind of leading a really quiet life. Not much activities not much excitement. Just a kind of simple life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Recently been kind of sick. Having a bad cough and flu. Juz can't recover. Been about 1 week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Arthur's weeding... erm... I mean wedding day. So early in the morning went over to his house and get ready. Time's up and set off to Stella's home. As usual ate some funnie stuffs, sang songs and "some" angpows before we were allowed into the house. After that was a frenzy of moving here and moving there. Getting in and out fo the cars. But it was a happy day. Dinner was fine and we didn't drink much so all is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the guest had left, we went up to the room to have some fun with Arthur. Although I took some pics, the pics are kind of R21 Cat. so it's not possible to post them here. Went home at ard 1am plus. On the way home, spoke Cheryl. Was kind of disturbed and felt sad at the same time. So chatted a while and hope to make her feel better. That's Dr J mah... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this morning woke up, was damm tired and still dragged myself to church. After church, went home to sleep and after dinner, went down to Gleneagles to do some visitation. Lots of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.... Sometimes, we do not know how fortunate we are. We do not cherish those around us. We do no face our true feelings and we only have to lose. Certain events that happen in our Lives, although not what we like to happen, happens for a reason. We do not understand it but in due time, the entire picture will unfold and we will understand that everything in Life happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall change for the best as I'm already better. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Cherish those around you coz you never know when you might never have the chance to" -- Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114822442810062153?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114822442810062153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114822442810062153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114822442810062153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114822442810062153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/05/time-to-blog-again.html' title='Time to blog again'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114713932789545394</id><published>2006-05-09T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T09:48:47.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up when September Ends...</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really like this song alot. The lyrics just falls in place with whats happening in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Green Day - Wake me up when September Ends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Summer has come and passed&lt;br /&gt;The innocent can never last&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Like my fathers come to pass&lt;br /&gt;Seven years has gone so fast&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here comes the rain again&lt;br /&gt;Falling from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Drenched in my pain again&lt;br /&gt;Becoming who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As my memory rests&lt;br /&gt;But never forgets what I lost&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Summer has come and passed&lt;br /&gt;The innocent can never last&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ring out the bells again&lt;br /&gt;Like we did when spring began&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here comes the rain again&lt;br /&gt;Falling from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Drenched in my pain again&lt;br /&gt;Becoming who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As my memory rests&lt;br /&gt;But never forgets what I lost&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Summer has come and passed&lt;br /&gt;The innocent can never last&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Like my father's come to pass&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years has gone so fast&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, 20 years of my life has gone so fast. So much had happened and especially in the last 4 years since I turned 20. Alas, I sometimes wonder in awe how I manage to go through all of them and remain in one piece. Not only did I survive all of the trials but I emerged stronger, better, wiser ---  A Winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain revisits me now and then and the frequency of it's visit is worrying. It's becoming friendlier. Haha. What a way to put it? But that's me. Making the best out of every bad situation. That's how I survived the past 4 years. If not, I would have broken down and join Daniel Powter. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm living day after day. I'm knowing more about people around me and yet I'm of no much happier. Perhaps, the less I know the better I will be but I gifted with the talent of knowing things I shouldn't and if that's my curse, I shall and will make it to my advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As hurt as I may be now, I can only blame myself for all that happens. It's all part of retribution. What goes around, comes around. I used to think I must commit my 100% to friendships. But perhaps its just naive-ness on my part. I should had remembered the scared phrase and it shall be today's quote again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall spend these few months to myself and reflect, rethink and remake my life. Hence once September comes, I will be a new person. This song shall spur me on to greater heights and I shall be new again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"The person that loves you the most is yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114713932789545394?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114713932789545394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114713932789545394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114713932789545394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114713932789545394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/05/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake me up when September Ends...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114681543717427177</id><published>2006-05-05T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T15:54:07.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity Cost</title><content type='html'>Let's blog now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days been keeping quite quiet. Not really my usual self. Been thinking hard. Doing decision making. Important decision making that involve a change in job and lifestyle. I will definately move on. It's only now or later. I feel like moving on now and the urge to leave is getting &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stronger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had analyzed the Opportunity Cost of changing jobs and infact all points to moving on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOW!&lt;/span&gt; However, I had given my word to help till the end of this project. If I leave now, the project will suffer. It's not that I'm so extremely in this project but I can foresee great difficulty if I leave. And that is the minimum consquence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main reason I'm having this problem is that I'm not being appreciated here and I believe that management need to be taught a lesson. Usually, the lessons comes in form of losing a important staff which they never appreciated. I'm in fact &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by the management. They do not have staff welfare and it's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shit!&lt;/span&gt; So the decision is clear. If I leave now, they will suffer as they are losing someone who can do anything and almost everything. Someone with 1yrs plus of experience on the job. However, if I leave at the end of the year. The damage is still there. However, it will be lesser. Isn't that letting them off too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decisions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decisions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will come to the decision by the end of the month. It will be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; between me and the MD. But I know I'm leaving for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Now something on the lighter note. Was at Mac the other day waiting for lessons to commence. So I happen to have this "handsome" friend of mine enjoying himself. I had masked out some other characters in the background as they totally spoil the beautiful picture. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*See. He's so happy just to be holding the Ice-Cream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sucking the.... I mean eating the Ice-Cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Let's have a close up.... any spills on his lips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get back to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is pretty busy now. Coz my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;colleague Mr A is on a 1month leave to study for his exams. He better get distinction or else it will not be worth it. Hahaha. Adds some pleasure... pressure... to him. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. That's about all and time to get back to work. Cheers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life:that word is love." -- Sophocles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114681543717427177?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114681543717427177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114681543717427177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114681543717427177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114681543717427177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/05/opportunity-cost.html' title='Opportunity Cost'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114654792223692334</id><published>2006-05-02T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T13:32:02.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a super long time since I last blog. Not coz' I'm lazy but coz I dunno what to blog about. This happens when your life gets so super routine and there's bascially nothing interesting or new to blog about. So instead of blogging the same things over and over again, I decided to come to the decision of not to blog at all. Great decision right. Hahaha. Anyway, recently got a bit of happening things to share, hence here I am again. Just some recap on things I encounter during the time I disappear from Blogspace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been playing a bit of MJ and the other day, my friend did this in front of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*He did a 13 Wonders right in front of me. Wah lau. something I always wanted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00188.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*The other day, Aaron tired to escape and he packed his stuffs into a box and disappeared. Totally nonsense.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00186.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Was below my office the other day and saw this. The sunlight shone through my office building UE Square &amp; reflected it on the building opposite. I felt it was interesting and took it down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00194.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Aaron wanted to act style and ask me to take a pic of him looking at the building.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00195.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Was at home the other day and saw the beautiful sunset. So decided to take a pic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00187.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that the above is totally random but... at least it's interesting right or I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now for some recent events that happened. Went to catch a movie with Franacia on Sunday. Watched Daisy. Jun Ji Hyun is totally "FARIY" like. Been a huge fan of hers since the big hit "My Sassy Girl" In this show, she plays an artist. Mmmm.. Slurpps... The show was actually lousy and without story line. But with the actor so charming and Jun Ji Hyun so attractive, My eyes stayed glued to the screen. After the movie, went to Hillview Al-Ameen to have dinner. We then decided to go on a "adventure". Went to drive around Lim Chu Kang &amp; Hillview area to view those "Ghost" areas. Haha. Ended up at Kranji Dam for drinks and chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dropped me at Causeway point. Was an interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after dinner, went to play soccer with the Monday Boys. Had a great time, although playing under the rain. Was super tired as the rain made playing much more difficult. BUT, still enjoyed myself alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be having lessons today and tomorrow. So should have nothing much to update. Arthur's wedding is coming nearer. Will be looking forward to see him putting both legs into the graveyard.... oops... I mean both legs into a blissful marriage... hahaha... Stella will kill me if she sees this. muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. That's all. Let's hope more interesting stuffs happen to my life so that I can blog more about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"If you have love in your life it can make up for a great many things you lack. If you don't have it, no matter what else there is, it's not enough."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114654792223692334?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114654792223692334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114654792223692334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114654792223692334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114654792223692334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114549602256560250</id><published>2006-04-20T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T09:20:42.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the color of my lucky underwear?</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this interesting thingy. It's about doing a test and then finding out the color of your lucky underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Lucky Underwear Is Red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourluckyunderwearquiz/red.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're confident and bold, and your lucky red underwear will only make you more sure of yourself.You have a great zest for life, and you tend to take on impossible goals - and succeed.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to love, it's hard for you to take the time to open up. You're too busy conquering the world.So if you're looking for a little more romance, put on your red underpants. And see where their passion takes you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Is Your Lucky Underwear?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share an idiotic thing I had done today. I didn't know I had lessons tonight until I boarded the train. So decided to take half day later and go home. Haiz. Stupid me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all. Nothing much to blog about liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Lead a Life beyond Imagination"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114549602256560250?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114549602256560250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114549602256560250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114549602256560250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114549602256560250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-is-color-of-my-lucky-underwear.html' title='What is the color of my lucky underwear?'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-114532125567508466</id><published>2006-04-18T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T08:47:35.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats the Hint?</title><content type='html'>Need to blog it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reach office and its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FREAKING &lt;/span&gt;8am. haha. So went to check on my wonderful horoscope for today at &lt;a href="http://zodiac.asia1.com.sg"&gt;http://zodiac.asia1.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got inspired by what's in store for the ever mysterious and of course wonderfully made Scorpio Sign. The quote for Scorpio today is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"It's never too late and you'll discover there's still a chance to take advantage of an opportunity you thought had passed you by. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... Thoughts.... Ideas.... Vision.... Dreams....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of inspiring heh. So decided to write a short blog about it. Okie. End of blog. Muahaha... No lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first lesson for the new semester after a long break of 6 DAYS... haha... Felt a bit motivated to PIA this semester coz there is challenger. So must do well and cement my genius status. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Should be enough of crap and sh*t for now. Chao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Nurture great thoughts for you cannot go higher than your thoughts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114532125567508466?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114532125567508466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114532125567508466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114532125567508466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114532125567508466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/04/whats-hint.html' title='Whats the Hint?'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114524104258319628</id><published>2006-04-17T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:30:42.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles of JasunZ - The KTV, The Lyrics &amp; The Lingzhi</title><content type='html'>Just Blog It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blog title! Hahaha. I'm inspired to write again. After several post of negativity and gloomitvity (if there is such a word) I finally found my inspiration to write something entertaining. (Of course at the expense of someone else or something in this instance.. muahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone is surprised and curious at what a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Lingzhi"&lt;/span&gt; got to do with KTV session. Let's be patient. We shall now understand a bit more about Lingzhi first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Medical Abstract of Lingzhi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lingzhi (also known as Ganoderma, Reishi, or Reishi Mushroom) is one of the most esteemed and potent herbal medicines. Considered an efficacious "divine" medicine used for health maintenance, Lingzhi is entirely without side effects even when taken in large amounts over long periods of time. It is able to regulate and normalize a person's physical constitution, and is amazingly effective against many hard-to-cure conditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lingzhi belongs to the genus Ganoderma, which is distinguished by an egg-like form, yellowish-brown color, and a basidiospore with a two-layer wall. The various species in the Ganoderma are identified by the external form and internal structure of their fruiting bodies. Because the fruiting bodies have evolved to perform reproductive functions as the fungi adapted to different kinds of environment, the fruiting bodies of different Lingzhi species have very different forms and internal structures.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen... introducing "The Lingzhi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Lingzhi.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a disgusting looking thing right? In my own words, I basically think of Lingzhi as a fungus or mushroom. Aiya... something rotten and foul smelling lar. Hahaha. Someone must be fuming mad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough of rubbish. Yesterday, was slacking at home, deciding not to go anywhere then was chating with Franacia then she told me got a group of her friends going for KTV at CWP. So after doing some mental "Decision Making Tree" in my brain, decided to go or else people say I anti-social. Somemore so near, if I don't go, I still human or not. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So left home. Then disgusting thing happen to me. Haiz. There was 2 of my neighbours. Both of them belong to the "Brokeback" community. From afar when they say me, they started discussing. When I walked nearer to them, I saw them "bio-ing" me, from head to toe. The discuss again. I tried to ignore their presence and walk faster. After I cross the road, I turned back and bio a bit. Shit!! They were still there bio-ing. Shit. Utimately digusted. Haiz. Attracting the wrong audience. I need to reflect on myself. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went Party World and met Francia friends. Weitian, Jasmine &amp; fungus... erm I mean Lingzhi. Hahaha. Was singing quite happily. The got one song, "Ai Wo De Ren He Wo Ai De Ren" One of the lyrics I sang wrong, then she broke out in laughter and gossip to Francia about me singing wrong. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;@#$%^&amp;amp;*&lt;/span&gt; Then I "bu zhen qi" sing wrong again 2nd time. She laugh again. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-_-"'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that I decided that I needed to get back at the Fungus. The got one song, she sang a wrong word. Never Mind! Me being a gentleman, didn't laugh. I just whisper to Francia to take note as the same line is coming again. BULLSEYE!!! She got it wrong again. Mission Acomplished! Target destroyed!!! Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo liao right, I'm finding fault with a Fungus. Haiz. Shall reflect on myself. Somemore this Fungus I just got to know and living in Woodlands somemore. Okie lar. Got link. Wood- Land &amp; Fungus. Quite link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after KTV, went to CWP foodcourt to have dinner. I think in my 9 years living at Woodlands, I only went to the foodcourt less than 10 times. Sad right. Haha. So went home after dinner, watch TV programs, chatted with Franacia regarding her studies and slept at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about all.  Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114524104258319628?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114524104258319628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114524104258319628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114524104258319628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114524104258319628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/04/chronicles-of-jasunz-ktv-lyrics.html' title='The Chronicles of JasunZ - The KTV, The Lyrics &amp; The Lingzhi'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114500815504669816</id><published>2006-04-14T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T17:49:15.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is long... 8 inches.... oops</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. Please do ignore the title. It's a @#$%^&amp;* complete rubbish. Hahaha. The topic actually means that my period of depression and self reflection is pretty long this time. Nowadays life is really simple for me. It is almost a routine for me now and I'm pretty used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna watch movie. I think the last movie I watched was with Clare. Okie. That's before he went back to Aussie. Haha.That's pretty long ago. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching a show just now and it sort of described my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly like the person in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished my primary school, I did not contact my friends any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Secondary school, I only still contact 1 friend... Armii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After poly, I only still contact 2 friends... Gi &amp; Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Army, I still contact 3 friends... Dennis, Clare &amp; Aaron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok... I improved... over the years... but really, compare to the amount of people I had came in contact over the years, the number of people I still contact is really very very low. Haiz. Perhaps I'm too unfeeling. Perhaps that's Scorpio for you. But I'm not like that. So I should change again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Good Friday Holiday and I'm at home the whole morning till now. I have no plans and I'm damm bored. Tomorrow still gotta work. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly don't feel like blogging. Shall proceed to the seaside now. Byez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"God, if I can't have what I want, let me want what I have."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114500815504669816?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114500815504669816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114500815504669816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114500815504669816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114500815504669816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-long-8-inches-oops.html' title='This is long... 8 inches.... oops'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-114480744128152481</id><published>2006-04-12T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:04:01.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Shoulder</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog in Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damm Pain. Retribution again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having this shoulder cum back cum neck pain. Dying already. Had this since Tuesday. I cannot look left, right, down or up. I can only look straight. Kaoz. Super pain and it's jialat. Foul mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, bought a TIGER brand heat pack and sticked it on my back. Felt better. Asked my dad to buy another one for me. He bought. When I took a look, I did see the TIGER picture but it's not TIGER brand. It's just a KNN TIGER picture from some unknown manufacturer in China and the worst. It's not for sores and back aches. -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I slept and this morning and woke up feeling no better. Think I will be taking some time off later in the day to treat this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.. That's about all. Just decided to blog and bitch about this pain. hahaha. Bitchy huh... Full of shit me... muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"It's easier to decide when to stop if you have someplace to go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114480744128152481?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114480744128152481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114480744128152481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114480744128152481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114480744128152481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/04/cold-shoulder.html' title='Cold Shoulder'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114468234578869395</id><published>2006-04-10T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:19:05.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Deny It!</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, exams and all those projects are over. The past semester was my most horrid semester. BUT it's over now and I'm feeling good. I shall now look forward to the new semester with new hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past week been really boring. Trying to make myself afraid of the exams but just can't be. So ended up doing last minute studying again. Haiz. But todays exam is simple. 3 hour paper, finished in 2 hours. Just cannot stand sitting there another hour doing nothing. So leave lor. No point staying. Hoping for a distinction if not it will be another credit. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow will be back to office again. Mmm. Sure the office misses me and I think it will be a interesting day. Muahaha. *Grins evily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lar. That's about all coz nothing really much to update. Shall make my life a bit more interesting and update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/s: The topic for this blog to to remind myself not to deny things that are given to me and be contented with what you have...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Time is at once the most valuable and the most perishable of all our possessions."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114468234578869395?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114468234578869395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114468234578869395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114468234578869395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114468234578869395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/04/never-deny-it.html' title='Never Deny It!'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114416646000897434</id><published>2006-04-04T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:01:00.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Fair... Retribution is Just.</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog for now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting myself thinking. This thing had been bogging my head for the past 1 week after the cruel reality struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really have friends? If yes, where are they? Besides my parents, does anyone else really care about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have the answer that I wish to have and that is why I'm constantly asking myself what went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I can easily blame myself. It's my own fault for what I'm suffering today. Retribution has arrived. I done too much wrong in the past and now it's timefor me to suffer. And if my past wrongs are not enough. I had done wrong and hurtful things recently again. I just don't learn and make mistakes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have myself to blame. I do not know when I will leave the vicious cycle of retribution or rather when will I really become a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm not out, I will be either by the sea or hiding in my room. I think and think.... and think too much. I know I think too much but I cannot help it. I always think alot. I think I will breakdown one day and Jack Johnson will look for me. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I'm going through another difficult and rough patch of my Life. Not like those of before. This time perhaps the problem lies within myself. Shit. I'm a problem. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I don't see any light ahead of me and my future looks bleak and dark. I'm just living day after day. Making Life a routine. A thing I once detested so much becomes my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much is going on inside my head now even as I'm blogging but I have no one to turn to. I only have myself and myself only. I shall hide from it. That's the only thing I can do now and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired... very tired... realli tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114416646000897434?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114416646000897434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114416646000897434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114416646000897434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114416646000897434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-is-fair-retribution-is-just.html' title='Life is Fair... Retribution is Just.'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-114404277863699875</id><published>2006-04-03T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T13:39:38.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Let’s Blog…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure all of you know wats TGIF. (Thank God It’s Friday) But todays title is OMGIM (Oh My God It’s Monday)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haiz. Super Tired. Damm Sianz at work. ZERO Motivation. Mmmm… funnie.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Sunday after church, went to play soccer. Played for Carslberg against Courts. Ended up on the losing end again. Haiz. Nvm, enjoyed the game a lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that went home watch the finals of Campus Superstar. Gosh… these kids can really sing. Well done. More SYT and LJJ coming our way I suppose. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, went to do some favourite activity and then went home to sleep. This morning had such a difficult time waking up. Hahaha. Coz now still adjusting. Instead of waking up at 7am, now have to wake up at 6.30am. Haiz. Coz shift office. Transport more troublesome le… haiz… bo bian…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week got to start studying le coz next Monday is my final exam for BPA (Business Process Analysis) Stressed again. Lots to cover. Will be taking leave on Friday to study for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;So tonite will be playing soccer again and I shall try to sleep early tonite. It’s always a bad habit that I sleep so late at night or rather in the moring. Everyday sleep at 2 to 3 am. It’s totally not healthy at all. Mmm… old liaoz. Got to start thinking of my health le… or else I will die at 30 leh…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. That’s about all for now and it’s time to get back to work.&lt;/p&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114404277863699875?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114404277863699875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114404277863699875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114404277863699875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114404277863699875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/04/omgim.html' title='OMGIM'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114389225815934138</id><published>2006-04-01T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T19:50:58.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on my "life"</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog Now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what had been going on recently in my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Life"&lt;/span&gt;? Mmm. See the beautiful pair of inverted commas surrounding the word LIFE? Haha. Says so much huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole of last week was bascially busy with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mahjong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's bascially about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is bored until I have to find something for myself to do. Hahaha. So there's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing &lt;/span&gt;interesting from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong. What's new about it? It's another 4 lonely person coming together and trying to win each other's money. So there's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to talk about as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly project. So project is bascially a bunch of students, with some hardworking and responsible souls and other who are plain lazy and stupid and unwilling to help with ZERO attitude. Haiz. Any way, it's a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DISGUSTING&lt;/span&gt; semester of projects for me and I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FREAKING &lt;/span&gt; glad the all the projects are completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie guys. Some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** This is a panaromic shot taken by my W800i. Nice rite.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00164.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** Night shot of the causeway and JB Skyline&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00163.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** Frankly speaking I'm glad to have Benjamin in my project group or else I will not be able to handle the projects alone. Human have weakness too. So I forgive him for sleeping during project meetings. Hahaha. Look how "peaceful" he is....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00168.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie now a quick story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wednesday, we stayed over at Ryan's house to do project. The next morning, after lunch, we went to the GHOST House. We actually went there the night before but it was damm scary and eerie... So we decided to go back in the day to explore. Adventurous rite... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;, the "SCARY" pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** This is the main gate. It's damm big and high. Where on earth in Singapore can you find houses with such walls except the Istana I suppose. It was lock and with alot of barbed wires to prevent people from lcimbing over. So, we spotted a drain and climbed under it. Hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00169.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**After going through the gate, we had to climb the first slope up and we had not reached the house yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00171.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**View from the mid-hill, halfway up to the house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00175.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**This is the rumbles that is left from the once majestic mansion. When I inspected the area, we could still see the broken pieces of beautiful marbles and decorated tiles. We decided that it was best to leave them there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00172.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**View from top of the hill where the mansion once stood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00173.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**As I said just now, u need to climb up 2 levels of slope up the hill before you can reach the top. This one taken of the way down. Ahhh... Thought I captured a ghost sighting.. Sianz 0.5. It's Ryan...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00174.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**The high wall at the front gate where the mysterious tree is spreading it's roots to "consume" the wall. Mmm... spooky....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00177.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. Here is the story. According to my friend Ryan, this is a private property. The previous owner was a old lady who died. She had a little child as well but the both mysterious died and hence no one owns this property. It's one of those property that the government cannot do anything about. He told me that people once spotted an old lady and a little ger standing there look at those peering through the gate and they will be at the top of the hill. *Glups....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok story over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we handed in our project. After work, I went straight to "THE CAGE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00179.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**This a a place to play indoor soccer and bascially, we are all like animals, enclosed in a old factory with nets all around us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00180.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked the place from 8pm to 10pm. It's damm super tiring to play. Coz the ball is always in play as there is no out of bounds. The ball just keeps moving. Shagged!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. That's about all the updates in my life. Should be interesting bah... haha..I dunno oso...It's Saturday andI haven't got any programs... Mmm... what is happening to my life... Shit... gotta plan out something... Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Folks and live Life to the Fullest!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/Mistakes.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114389225815934138?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114389225815934138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114389225815934138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114389225815934138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114389225815934138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/04/updates-on-my-life.html' title='Updates on my &quot;life&quot;'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114321528261241561</id><published>2006-03-24T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:51:51.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i hurt?</title><content type='html'>Let's Begin.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dunno what to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dunno what to think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dunno how to react...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dunno what will happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realli realli dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm thrown back, thrown away, thrown out.... all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do. I just drove aimlessly around, not knowing where to go and what to do. I just kept driving straight. Then I kept turning and turning and turning. I'm glad I braked when I had to. I finally found my solace at my own place. The place where I always go when I'm lost and down and almost out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sat there staring into nothing. Listening to the sea lapping at the shore. Watching the lights and peeking into the dark night sky hoping for some stars... some light to brighten up an otherwise stale and cold night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for company at the point but I knew none will come to me. Perhaps I'm just suffering the retribution I had earned for myself. Or perhaps this is just my life. My existence is to be there for all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone. I dunno what I had done to my life. Am I a failure at friendships? Had I not done enough? Or perhaps I should just be alone and keep to my old self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know now is that I'm hurt deeply. So much that I dun feel anything and I'm afraid coz I'm not feeling anything and it is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To the shadow, return I shall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For in this world, nothing prevails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nothing to seek, all had been lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Till the star make bright a night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In my shadow, stay I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Never hurt a love that loves, never love a love that hurts"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114321528261241561?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114321528261241561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114321528261241561' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114321528261241561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114321528261241561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-i-hurt.html' title='am i hurt?'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-114313413311476845</id><published>2006-03-24T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:20:17.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I smart or...</title><content type='html'>Let's blog again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... before I start on today's topic, let me digress first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't blog again for the past few days coz busy packing office and shifting. Today finally finishing shifting everything and tomorrow will be start of work @ UE Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, let's re-live some moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While packing my Project Director's office, we suddenly had this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GREAT IDEA!!!&lt;/span&gt; Introducing Aaron. Nice and value for money.Onli 2000 Baht... Sawadi-cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come! Come! Come! Ger... nope I mean Guy No.44. He's an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ang Pai&lt;/span&gt; okie. Have to pre-booking hor... Muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. This pic is taken today. Last day where everything is cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's bye bye to my old office. Shall take some pics of the new office and post it pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie reason for my post today. I had a BPA (Business Process Analysis) Mid Term Test last wednesday. I spent like only that 1 hour before the test studying. Today, got the result. I was expecting a credit or at most a distinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I got a HD for the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HD == Heng Dio!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... no lar... means High Distinction.... Somemore, only 1 person got HD leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... so this sets me thinking. For 1 hour of effort at MacDonalds, I can get a HD. So am I that smart. I always knew I'm smart... but really getting a HD shock me damm alot... I can only think of 1 reason. It's coz God is blessing me. That has got to be the only reason. Coz I'm not that SUPER smart k....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Enough of boasting or else Benjamin Sim will be cursing me... muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow got to wake up earlier than usual coz now office new place so got to leave earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. That's about all for now. Cheers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"People will forget what you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;People will forget what you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But peoplewill never forget how you made them feel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114313413311476845?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114313413311476845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114313413311476845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114313413311476845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114313413311476845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-i-smart-or.html' title='Am I smart or...'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114286818998171887</id><published>2006-03-20T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T23:23:10.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, it's over for now.</title><content type='html'>Let's blog &amp; blog.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite sometime since I last blog. Reason is not coz me lazy hor. Coz "lim bei" got exam mah. Somemore is Business Economics Exam leh. Super difficult one hor. Not those "sub mao mao" subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was spending alot of time "preparing" for it. Hence, I didn't have anytime to even blog. But no, exam finished le. So it's time to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Let's tok abt this topic first. I got inspired when I saw this "gang" of cylists cycling the other day and managed to take some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were cycling in a big group almost like 30 bikers. They had not police guiding them or what. They always do this on Sunday and I will always happen to bump into them on my way to church. But this time, they are having the biggest group. I'm super pissed by them this time. They are a bunch of people without any respect for authority or law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article from the President of the association of bikers sometime ago that he mentioned that the sport bikers were very responsible and always cycle safely and following traffic rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAM P*!!!!! understand!!!!... Let's take a look at the photos I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00158.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This above pic shows that the cyclist just takes any lane they like and even when it's red light and all the cars stop for cars from the other direction, they just go their way, knowing that the car in the right of way will give way to them. Following rules??? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY FOOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00159.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, this pic is another one where the pedestrian have the right of way in crossing and once again, they just bulldoze their way through without any regard of safety. Safe and responsible? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY FOOT AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;... plus my dogs 4 paws as well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already bad enough that we are sharing the road with these cyclists who cause dangers to other road users. When they don't even respect the traffic rules and laws, it's a TOTAL DISGUST to other road users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on man. We drivers pay road tax leh. So we use road of course can mah. BUT KNNBCCB... these cyclist nopay road tax nvm, no COE... nvm... now we share road with them and still have to give way to them when they are wrong... WTF???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally morally wrong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they having competition in the name of sports and have police guarding them, lim bei encourage this sporting spirit. But this one hor, I cannot take it le. So have to blog about it and hopefully this is spread around and authories are notified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is juz a BAD BUNCH of cyclist that are spoiling the name of cyclist in general but still a regulation will have to be imposed especially when they are in large numbers, occupy all lanes and have NO REGARDS FOR TRAFFIC LAWS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting is the only word I can think of. Hence it inspired me to took those 2 photos and blog about it. Imagine if this is not controled, one day, Singapore will be like China with cyclist everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, one day you are driver along PIE and you see a cylist tailing gating you and using high beam on you... haha... nah.. just a random thought. But even the thought is disgustin enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie... enough of this. Let's move on with life. Today finished my economic exam. After that went to KTV with Ivy and the 2 Bens. Had a tiring day BUT still I blog... toouched rite.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here before I start getting crappy. Going to pack all my office stuffs tomorrow coz moving to UE Square on Wednesday le. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"To dream anything that you want to dream, that is the beauty of the human mind. To do anything that you want to do, that is the strength of the human will. To trust yourself, to test your limits, that is the courage to succeed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114286818998171887?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114286818998171887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114286818998171887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114286818998171887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114286818998171887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-its-over-for-now.html' title='Finally, it&apos;s over for now.'/><author><name>Without Wax</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-10476781.post-114247692833123117</id><published>2006-03-16T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:42:08.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living a poor life</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after work, went to have dinner ar BK then after that went Seletar CC to drive. Had a nice time working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, faced some unhappiness. Usual disagreements. Due to this, I had decided to prove others wrong about me again. I will be totally independent from now on. Home will now hold a new meaning for me. I'm forced to do this. Don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember before going to poly, all those promises about sending me overseas for further studies. I studied whatever you asked me to. I wasted 3 years in poly studying something that I got no interest. Still I did well out of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I working and studying part-time. Fuck those promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just buying a golf club to practice myself. I using my own money. I'm told off for buying a $100 club when you can spend more money on outsiders, your friends holding BBQ parties and other stuffs. Giving $$$ because they need help and they are all God's children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family income which is certainly better than alot other families. I'm not saying that it's a must for you to support my studies. I'm not doing useless things. I'm studying. Why can't you be more supportive. I had seen familes changing their lifestyle so that they can give their children better education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking you to sell the house or car. You have the money to buy expensive car which is totally not a need for our family. You want to buy that kind of car because you can fetch people around on Sunday and it's always your dream to buy a car like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you think? Your son is struggling and you can spend that 30K more to buy a bigger car for reasons I do not agree with. That 30K can be used to for my studies and there will still be surplus. I'm disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of being deprived since young. Now, I'm able to give myself a better life. If you think I'm not saving enough. It's my life after all. I had enough. So many years, I had tried to be a good son. But perhaps I'm never good enough, I'm never smart enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm constantly not appreciated for who I am at home. It's outside and at my workplace where I'm recognised. It's outside home that I feel like I'm living. It's outside home that I feel as if I have a sense of purpose in doing what I'm doing and realising my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough. Now, I'm going to change. I'm going to pursue my own dreams. Don't ever blame me for not being at home. I'm busy enough working in the day and studying at night. But now I'm going to do even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to use my way to earn as much as I can. I don't care about the so call ethics that you think is correct. You had worked your whole life in a church. You don't know anything about the outside world at all. So don't blame me for the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need to be appreciated. I'm only human and I'm your son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;"The only person who love you the most is yourself."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Nothing is impossible, the impossible just takes longer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JasunZ, Without Wax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10476781-114247692833123117?l=jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/feeds/114247692833123117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10476781&amp;postID=114247692833123117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114247692833123117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10476781/posts/default/114247692833123117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasunzwithoutwax.blogspot.com/2006/03/living-poor-life.html' title='living a poor life'/><author><name>Without Wax</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10476781.post-114241170095940036</id><published>2006-03-15T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:35:00.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Lo-Man-Tic Evening</title><content type='html'>Let's Blog.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, waz up yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a long lunch... erm... (abt 8inches long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have (O-AH mee sua) at Shilin at @Far East. After that went to see Golf Clubs. Bought a 7 iron. Coz want to do more "driving" or else lose everything due to no practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, met Joyce at Funan as she wanted to buy Ink Catridge. We then walked to Raffles City and had dinner at a Crepes place. Mushroom crepe was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we went to CitySpace. It's indeed a nice place with great ambience and breathtaking view of the city. I only manage to take 1 pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v627/jasonleng/DSC00154.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered our drinks. I had Glenfiddish while she drank a cocktail "Milkmaid" Some name huh. Hehe. The live music was nice but perhaps a bit too loud for the serinity of the night and view. However, we still enjoyed ourselves with most of the time staring into the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed there from 8.30pm till 10.30pm. We can really sit. Haha. Perhaps its the view. Really nice. Will recommend this place to those who got extra cash and wan to have a nice quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;city space : level 70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Epitome of luxury and elegance. A sophisticated music lounge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;City Space's style emphasises on rich colours - boasting velvety red majestic armchairs, uniquely complemented by the 300 "Rainbow Drop" coloured globes hung from the ceiling, beautifully refracting lights and a profusion of colours. Take pleasure in the epitome of luxury and elegance as Giampaolo Serguso, a leading glass artist on the legendary island of Murano, mesmerize you with these breathtaking glass bubbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Let our pianist and singer put you in the mood for indulgence.&lt;br /&gt;This intimate bar provides a luxurious club-like atmosphere for the discerning. Premium wines, spirits and delicacies including the Raffles International Private Label Iranian caviar await to be savoured too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Opening Hours:&lt;br /&gt;5pm to 1am (Sun to Thurs)&lt;br /&gt;5pm to 2am (Fri &amp; Sat)&lt;br /&gt;Dress Code: Smart Chic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving, sent her home as she was like walking in a "funnie" way. Haha. Lousy. Need to practice drinking more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, settled down, watch TV and had some Macoroni which my dad left for me. Chatted on the phone for a while and hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was pretty busy this morning. During lunch went down to Bugis to meet Joyce for lunch. She forgot to take her Ink Cartridge from me. Let me carry until happie. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now blogging away. Will be looking forward to knocking off then will be having lunch with Boss in town and going to the driving range later. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about all. Time to be human again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span s
