<?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-5580806</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:23:30.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: B.e.a.r.ry Me .. like a Windmill ::</title><subtitle type='html'>"Life is the physical, mental, emotional and spiritual experiences that constitute my existence."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>863</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8017716132396829928</id><published>2011-03-23T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T02:12:43.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Wanna...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fix my&lt;/b&gt; 战鞋 and go dance again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8017716132396829928?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8017716132396829928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8017716132396829928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#8017716132396829928' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1080949347782432251</id><published>2011-03-18T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T02:31:12.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;當冬夜漸暖&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;作詞: 藤井樹, 演唱:孫燕姿&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Tr-WlR70YRg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多事情 不是誰說了就算 &lt;br /&gt;即使傷心 結果還是自己擔 &lt;br /&gt;多少次失望表示著多少次期盼 &lt;br /&gt;事實証明 幸福很難 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們之間 不是誰說了就算 &lt;br /&gt;拉扯的愛 徒增結局的難堪 &lt;br /&gt;一百次相愛只要有一次的絢爛 &lt;br /&gt;下一次 會更勇敢 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當冬夜漸暖﻿ 當大海也不再那麼藍 &lt;br /&gt;當月色的純白變得陰暗 &lt;br /&gt;那只是代表快樂不再那麼簡單 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當夏夜的樹上不再有蟬 &lt;br /&gt;當回憶老去的痕跡斑斑 &lt;br /&gt;那只是因為悲傷從來 都不會有答案&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當青春也都煙消雲散 &lt;br /&gt;當美麗的故事都有遺憾 &lt;br /&gt;那只是習慣把愛當作喜歡 &lt;br /&gt;重要的是 我們曾愛過那一段&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1080949347782432251?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1080949347782432251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1080949347782432251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#1080949347782432251' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Tr-WlR70YRg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-978080409779987761</id><published>2011-01-26T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T01:30:49.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tired&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suddenly&lt;/b&gt; I feel so unbelieveably tired~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I am doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-978080409779987761?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/978080409779987761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/978080409779987761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#978080409779987761' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5457225726990990987</id><published>2010-08-08T03:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T03:22:23.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Song for Singapore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics &amp; Music by &lt;b&gt;Corrinne May&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oGY5ff831B8&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oGY5ff831B8&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I salute&lt;/b&gt; is not the flag itself but the spirit of what all Singaporeans are fighting for: the five stars, the blood red and the white purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the justice, equality, progress and democracy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk about that unity when these rest of the four are neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white is turning yellowish and people are not taking a closer look; is it really that white? Or are we deceiving ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least we still have brotherhood; Singaporeans who are born here and aboard, who still recognised this land as home (not some foreigner who only wants more money for themselves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its takes more than just economic contribution to be a citizen of this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes more than just living in Singapore. Its about when something is wrong and happening down here, will you stay and fight for it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5457225726990990987?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5457225726990990987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5457225726990990987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#5457225726990990987' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7885971219454460209</id><published>2010-04-28T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:30:58.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ice Kacang Puppy Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello!&lt;/b&gt; Long time no blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch "Ice Kacang Puppy Love (初恋红豆冰)" last week with my lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice film directed and acted by Ah Niu and his Malaysian singer friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple, sweet and bitter story line yet touching. Detailed and obviously put in alot of heart and sincerity into making this movie. Note that the exchanges between character has simple lines, yet they invoke feelings wth its film. Not to mention the humour was great as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite character got to be "Ma Lin Fan" acted by Gary Chow 曹格. Its so not him; with his manly persona in his singing career. But he is totally an irritating idiot in this movie, with his best line, "... 我切掉!" Hahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the bitter, sweet theme song as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;《纯文艺恋爱》- 初恋红豆冰电影主题曲&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;主唱：&lt;/b&gt;阿牛 &lt;b&gt;词曲：&lt;/b&gt;陈绍安 &lt;b&gt;编曲：&lt;/b&gt;饶善强  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s290BSM50ho"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s290BSM50ho" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是汹涌的海浪 我是疲惫的沙滩 &lt;br /&gt;暖暖的斜阳 吊在我们的肩膀 &lt;br /&gt;你用醉人的眼波 拴住恋爱的绳索 &lt;br /&gt;那么痴迷 那么绮丽 &lt;br /&gt;你轻轻柔柔的细述着槟城下的雨 &lt;br /&gt;淋湿你的长发几十年来抹也抹不去 &lt;br /&gt;啊 我会慢慢的想起 几十年都不会忘记 &lt;br /&gt;轻轻的为你唱首歌 几十年的歌 &lt;br /&gt;靠在你的背后 紧紧握着你的右手 &lt;br /&gt;慢慢的教你写首诗 要你记着我的事 &lt;br /&gt;当你孤孤单单的时候我要继续为你唱出这首歌&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7885971219454460209?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7885971219454460209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7885971219454460209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#7885971219454460209' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4720868689741617160</id><published>2009-12-28T03:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T04:26:04.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Reflect, Plan, Willpower: Do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its been along time&lt;/b&gt; I've talk to myself. I rarely whine on blog, because I believe its unhealthy to bitch about your life now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I need to vomit out my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year is coming. But I am not going to set any new year resolutions. Simply doesn't work for me. And I can guess new year resolutions are more "wants" than"needs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 I had loads of fun. I had a nice short-term career which provided me the financial means to reach many things I wanted to do for myself and that little for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when my career stopped, and I've been into 3 months still looking for a job, now it was quite an agony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because just I am jobless. I am in agony cos' for the past one year plus almost 2 years, although I have work experience improving on my soft skills, my technical skills did not really much improve much because I was dealing daily issues with the same kind of skill sets, although I did find innovative processes to deal with problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not manage to learn from anyone who can teach me new technical skills, nor I have the heart and time to imrpove during my free time after work, even now I still have not start on anything concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here am I now, try to figure what went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willpower; an important aspect of our lives to go through things and get them done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read up on the psychological aspects on willpower; it is basically a glass of red wine, which only when you enjoy it wholly, up till the end of the taste, you then would like and can have a second glass of red wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willpower, when you focused on too many things, is like drinking red wine with many different dishes, the tastes of the dishes and the wine itself will not be the best, hence you will not get what you like, cos' only one fine wine goes with one particular kind of dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major event happened within my family also made me feel insecure about my future. Now, I feel more vunerable as ever, as I am not ready to take any major responsibility. I feel that I even have troubles standing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I am looking into my mind, trying to figure out what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide I have to grow my own discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what I will do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Immediate environment organisation - prepare for Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;2) Leisure cut-down - hide all my toys&lt;br /&gt;3) Personal project - e-Book guide writing &amp; research on Singapore history &lt;br /&gt;4) Job search - continue with job serach with long-term stability and growth in mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4720868689741617160?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4720868689741617160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4720868689741617160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#4720868689741617160' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8512490974931030878</id><published>2009-12-10T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:27:09.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;木兰情&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;b&gt;孙燕姿 Sun YanZi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_AHYVS3pyMM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_AHYVS3pyMM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我看得见云在天上混乱地飞&lt;br /&gt;我听得见滚滚沙场埋一滴泪&lt;br /&gt;这是谁的沙漠 我忘了我是谁&lt;br /&gt;又是谁 让这 天灰&lt;br /&gt;醒在黑山 睡在黄河 风吹往北&lt;br /&gt;昨日故乡 东市骏马 在等着谁&lt;br /&gt;铁衣下的你我 从患难到心碎&lt;br /&gt;我问天 是白是黑&lt;br /&gt;一颗心葬了几滴泪&lt;br /&gt;一生情背我往前飞&lt;br /&gt;记住这天地中的美&lt;br /&gt;沧海世界 一眼成灰&lt;br /&gt;我想喝家里的井水&lt;br /&gt;却吞下生死的滋味&lt;br /&gt;就让我敬往事一杯&lt;br /&gt;对自己说 绝不后退&lt;br /&gt;醒在黑山 睡在黄河 风吹往北&lt;br /&gt;昨日故乡 东市骏马 在等着谁&lt;br /&gt;铁衣下的你我 从患难到心碎&lt;br /&gt;我问天 是白是黑&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8512490974931030878?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8512490974931030878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8512490974931030878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#8512490974931030878' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1532590551553422122</id><published>2009-12-08T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:01:43.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Graphics Designer vs Client&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VfprIxNfCjk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VfprIxNfCjk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XCjcwBGQtiw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XCjcwBGQtiw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I totally&lt;/b&gt; laugh my ass off this one. Its so related to me! Enjoy! Two parts videos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1532590551553422122?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1532590551553422122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1532590551553422122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#1532590551553422122' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3482589674628047395</id><published>2009-11-20T06:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T06:21:29.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What will happen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will I&lt;/b&gt; still have a home or even a whole family next year? :.(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3482589674628047395?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3482589674628047395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3482589674628047395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#3482589674628047395' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4811610654166304477</id><published>2009-11-15T09:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T09:17:59.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My New Year Resolutions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;is very simple.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a whole family together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give to my family happiness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4811610654166304477?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4811610654166304477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4811610654166304477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#4811610654166304477' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5554810800104152873</id><published>2009-08-08T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:57:54.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;善男信女&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;b&gt;蕭敬騰 Jam Hsiao/Xiao Jing Teng&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作詞：陳鎮川&lt;br /&gt;作曲：李偉菘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZAehaVWA78I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZAehaVWA78I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由創作才女戴佩妮（Penny Tai /Dai Pei Ni）擔任導演&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不遠處有一片土&lt;br /&gt;站了一棵枯的樹&lt;br /&gt;仔細看那樹枝的弧度 像在哭 &lt;br /&gt;枯樹前雜遝腳步&lt;br /&gt;收集安心的孤獨&lt;br /&gt;為什麼眼前荒蕪&lt;br /&gt;是天下有情人的歸宿&lt;br /&gt;那片山谷入口處清楚刻著傷心人的墓&lt;br /&gt;那片濃霧隔絕了其實可以忘了愛的省悟&lt;br /&gt;別哭&lt;br /&gt;那片樂土是不是至少能讓眼淚都停住&lt;br /&gt;祝福什麼都不再記住&lt;br /&gt;祝福下一次總會幸福&lt;br /&gt;祝福愛情的信徒&lt;br /&gt;那善男信女別太辛苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;枯樹前雜遝腳步&lt;br /&gt;刻著心碎的控訴&lt;br /&gt;讀完別人的感觸&lt;br /&gt;卻又義無反顧的投入&lt;br /&gt;那片山谷入口處清楚刻著傷心人的墓&lt;br /&gt;那片濃霧隔絕了其實可以忘了愛的省悟&lt;br /&gt;別哭&lt;br /&gt;那片樂土是不是至少能讓眼淚都停住&lt;br /&gt;祝福什麼都不再記住&lt;br /&gt;祝福下一次總會幸福&lt;br /&gt;祝福愛情的信徒&lt;br /&gt;那善男信女都別再繼續守護 &lt;br /&gt;誰的衣服 還穿著只為遮掩蒼白的皮膚&lt;br /&gt;誰的腳步 有幾個真的可以遠離愛遠離糊塗&lt;br /&gt;別哭 誰的省悟~~啊~從此入土 &lt;br /&gt;祝福什麼都不再記住&lt;br /&gt;祝福很快會找到幸福&lt;br /&gt;祝福愛情的信徒&lt;br /&gt;那善男信女別再辛苦&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5554810800104152873?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5554810800104152873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5554810800104152873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#5554810800104152873' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3861653204659320312</id><published>2009-07-04T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:33:41.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Transformers: More than Meets the @@&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just came back not so long ago&lt;/b&gt; watching Transformers; Revenge of The Fallen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, its a nice action movie. I can't say its a film cos' its really messed up and the whole story and alot of things doesn't make sense and its just rojak action with the best prawn paste and peanuts cui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nicest action I enjoy is Megan Fox's slow-mo jumping boobs actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, why does puny soldiers want to fight against big robots, it does not make any tactical sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they are called NEST. They bite like ants, hoping it'll hurt and the big guys will let them go, so they can protect their home NEST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3861653204659320312?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3861653204659320312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3861653204659320312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3861653204659320312' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7856580210643438775</id><published>2009-06-08T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:40:35.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Climate Change: Is Anyone Thinking About It?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/Si0g8YVn9WI/AAAAAAAAA6g/LXd8xQFOXow/s1600-h/WhereIsTheLoveForEarth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/Si0g8YVn9WI/AAAAAAAAA6g/LXd8xQFOXow/s320/WhereIsTheLoveForEarth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344964554456036706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today is the World Ocean Day.&lt;/b&gt; Sometimes, kind to think of it, apart from the environmental activists, animal activists, scientist and certain politicians, what are the rest of the human world thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Green habits really going to help Earth? Does taking mass transit help? Do you flush only after peeing 3 times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well being Gaia friendly seems to be the trend now but I doubt the trend will get any bigger when the whole human race has its individual thinking how to survive. But survive from what may I ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that as much as intelligence we have, as the leading most populated species on Earth, we simply have no idea what is the great existence we are here for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is simply a greater wisdom we need to seek, and perhaps to reflect now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time for the GSS. Buy and throw old stuff away~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7856580210643438775?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7856580210643438775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7856580210643438775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7856580210643438775' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/Si0g8YVn9WI/AAAAAAAAA6g/LXd8xQFOXow/s72-c/WhereIsTheLoveForEarth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-583591969388079521</id><published>2009-06-06T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:11:16.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My New Pet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Introducing,&lt;/b&gt; Yume, my latest pet Syrian hammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/Siv4_a1HoRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/A3CzkmvwTVg/s1600-h/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/Siv4_a1HoRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/A3CzkmvwTVg/s320/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344639151222792466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got him today with BB after window shopping. I first noticed him when I was window shopping with buddy just after our windsurfing. I find him unique in his fur colour, which is milk white and he got red eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named him Yume because when I got him home he layed in the box as if he's dead, because even when I flipped him over, he still doesn't wake up. I even immediately gave him some water, which he drank and he still sleep while drinking it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment I thought he was dying of thrist or hunger. But I guess he was really sleeping far too soundly, possibly dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just name him Yume (pronounced as "yu-meh"), meaning "dream" in Japanese Hiragana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-583591969388079521?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/583591969388079521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/583591969388079521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#583591969388079521' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/Siv4_a1HoRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/A3CzkmvwTVg/s72-c/DSC01170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5091570468699238638</id><published>2009-05-16T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:49:41.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"No Life"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I meant this blog.&lt;/b&gt; Just like one of the famous trilogy's start, "There and back again..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been long since I blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I am busy but I am not. My life is just passing by. Its just like my poly days. Just fulfilling time. Nothing really exciting has happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I need a new career or a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for it~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5091570468699238638?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5091570468699238638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5091570468699238638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#5091570468699238638' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5166611290795868496</id><published>2009-04-21T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T01:49:32.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Coming of Green~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life is kind of crazy right now.&lt;/b&gt; I am actually looking forward to donning my greens and get a few days off that frustrating work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I know again, when I go back, its not gonna be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the new logistics supply chain is actually bullshit because not all is in place. Last time I use to work only 2 weeks to finish my logistics planning. Now is like every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently I just bought a new computer desktop after my old one died on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I could have done a system recovery, but this time it just keeps restart. I was wondering if it was a virus as I never had an anti-virus on for a very long time. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wonder "it serves me right" for not installing one. I guess it is. Especially when the anti-virus installer was bought for me a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it might not be a virus. It might be hardware crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after my old Compaq died. I went to hunt for a new one with BB right on that very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this bargain, with a discounted trade-in using my old compy immediate after I saw it a power Acer desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22" widescreen LCD screen. Latest graphics card. Wireless mouse. Wireless keyboard. Fastest processor (I think). Fastest RAM. 1 TB HDD.  A new subwoofer sound system for the desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was suppose to be 1.5k with one year warranty after discount. But after getting all the MS Office and warranty increased to a total of 4 years. It came to 1.8k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its still expensive. So I am thinking of ways to subsidise off the price I paid further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am think of selling my 21" LCD from my old desktop which is working very well still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am selling off the sub-woofer system as well. I think my 10 year old mini-combo  sound system which I attached to, still can provide the quality sounds just as well as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested can call me to ask about the prices =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5166611290795868496?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5166611290795868496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5166611290795868496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5166611290795868496' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4866129151898746859</id><published>2009-04-11T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T02:07:11.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If everyday is an holiday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good Friday&lt;/b&gt; is a public holiday. It is also a day when Jesus died on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know why they say its "good". Maybe because its a "good day to die". Maybe its good because its a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how I wish I have more holidays. Perhaps its time. A good time for someone to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever I think of this person, I think he lived long enough. He's old and lived a good life. He's not even having pension. He's still having his honourary political position, earning hundreds of thousands just for pure political consultancy when we already have two SMs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I noticed, when he makes speeches nowadays, he's also getting slower. Slower than he was in around 80. Not like a powerful speaker when he was in his political prime, "Merdeka! Merdeka!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new public holiday. Its time man, come on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4866129151898746859?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4866129151898746859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4866129151898746859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#4866129151898746859' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3767709804884475327</id><published>2009-04-07T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:57:52.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What I Want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recently&lt;/b&gt; work is piling up even though I am not procrastinating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually have a policy of not bring work home no matter what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do not like to work OT after a long day which makes me tired and more prone to mistakes rather than being productive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I am stress now because work is neverending. I just felt a certain sense of dismay, and I am wondering what am I working for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For money? So far this job is the best paid job I ever had. And of course, I wanted to progress my career. But then, no matter what I said or I do now, my diploma of multimedia just doesn't make any reason for my employers to progress my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt this after I was told I can't be a permanent staff as there is a hire freeze. It doesn't make sense. We just hired a few people and they tell me there's hire freeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no idiot. Obviously, it could be time to look for another job. But I am relunctant to look for a better job in such an environment when economic crisis is still out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really wanted a permanent job that I can feel secure for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can further my stdies but something is definitely blocking my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck. Unless I struck 4D or something which I can "kiao ka" everyday from then on, I'm stuck unless I go back to the multimedia industry which I never trusted it to pay well, or even basic worker's welfare fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of a more appalling job made me hesitant to go back to the design industry in Singapore, which is hopelessly hopeless, unless you join a big co. with big name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should set up business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think set up hawker stall also more fulfilling and can even earn more than a bloody collar-worker. When you get fed up with life, then can add more expired chilli in you food as well and make people's ass-o burn (this is a joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, less hope some light at the end of the tunnel appears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3767709804884475327?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3767709804884475327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3767709804884475327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3767709804884475327' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7130916961190997802</id><published>2009-03-17T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:18:04.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pre-Travel Blues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recently&lt;/b&gt; planning for a good amazing holiday, but then I have been bumping into many road blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to return to visit Taiwan again but I have been going through a chain of problems, when ever I found a solution (or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I wanted to go Taiwan around this May. But I don't think I want to travel alone, I want to go with my BB! I have been there before and I don't think its fun going to Taiwan alone! Its not Tibet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I have all this clashes with the working schedule against that of my BB's =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to skip work at the first week of the month, and she don't want to skip work at the last week of the month, because these are important working weeks for us. Doubt we can get leave easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then her colleagues is either have the 2nd or 3rd week of the month, which they are taking leave, and so she can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just remember, my current working contract last till end of May 2009, hence I would need to clear the leave by then. Though I should be continue working with my current company after that, I wonder if I can bring leave stated in my current contract over to my continued working term after, if I do not use it by May (which I think its quite hard as my company prefers people who use up their leave sparingly during their work year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathay flights are cheapest option, but its so bloody long as they are tranfer flights... Not to mention they eat away "active fun" times, at very bad timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budget airlines are even cheaper but I am not sure if I want to take on the cramp seats, for that slightly cheaper option to that of Cathay with good packages along with the hotelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should get a one-way flight and jump into South China Sea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spratly Islands looks like a hotspot for holiday or making one of the small islet my new state of "The Great Kingdom of the Holiday Hot Spot".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7130916961190997802?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7130916961190997802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7130916961190997802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7130916961190997802' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-2777655036760003116</id><published>2009-02-27T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:52:48.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Check out my new blog!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a new blog!&lt;/b&gt; I named it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ministry-of-solutions.blogspot.com/"&gt;ministry-of-solutions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-2777655036760003116?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2777655036760003116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2777655036760003116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#2777655036760003116' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7204536248345205114</id><published>2009-02-27T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:41:31.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm civilised, again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well,&lt;/b&gt; finally I am back from my reservist and I am blogging (Yes, I am a bit bored and bo liao now, hence I am blogging).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reservist was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least for the MUTs (aka Make-Up Trainees), MUT like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUT are people who deferred their previous ICT and hence the make-up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With basically no men under my care (all but one combat man, in which he have at least two other section commanders like me), MUT commanders walk free where they wanted with resepcts to our attached superiors, whom most of the time do not know what to do with us as there was no vacancies of their own commanders deferring their ICT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, MUTs also learn the combat or technical skills they needed to brush off the rust after ORDing for years. That man I got ORDed 12 years ago and he's now 31, and the ICT was his first one -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of deficiencies in the great organisation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my military know-how are still pretty fresh after 2 years when I ORDed. But my field combat skills are a little rusty as I do not use them in my "lo bo" NSF unit life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I managed to lead a small section when their own section commander fallen ill. The feeling of teaching and leading men in the field is good (unless you screwed up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to guide a platoon sergeant kawan who had trouble with numbers and he was appointed as an ammo in-charge for live firing. Tried my best to teach him but in the end, the left hand print is ALWAYS different from the right hand print because they were too many hands dealing with the bullets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As before, the ammo party is certanly nothing to part about when you couldn't sleep for 26 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last of the fun, its always good to be the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The down side is really the bloody mozzies, in which some are commandoes. The can bite through your uniform and are immuned to standard issued repellant which corrodes plastics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more than 10 swells all over my limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so much for the memories =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7204536248345205114?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7204536248345205114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7204536248345205114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#7204536248345205114' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7398858010686811648</id><published>2009-02-03T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:06:02.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Capacity Issues..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From the whine&lt;/b&gt; of this, sounds like I need a holiday. But definitely not in green..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiple IT applications login fail. Upcoming greening. And... my boss, the team leader, is leaving us after this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bad is this going to be? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I need to clear my work before going green and then that time I can't see my team leader till the last 2 days for the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex is really a good leader. But then we all have to search for greener pastures. Yet, ironically, from a healthcare company, she chose tobacco company as her new pastures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, no one might not be replacing her, in which her work might fall onto my immediate supervisor's shoulders who would then pass me more work which I was already trying to learn and cope. And then I can't pass my design work to my coordinator (who somehow always passes back saying she needs help) who was suppose to be doing most of my designing job for last month, but she can't, as she's just lacking confidence in touching design software after I taught her 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someones need to learn new things man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7398858010686811648?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7398858010686811648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7398858010686811648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#7398858010686811648' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8837009672376828723</id><published>2009-02-02T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:38:12.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What's Next?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay.&lt;/b&gt; Skin rashes. Flu. Sore throat. Fever. Dry cough. Rashes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want sick better sick during reservist days. Wahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8837009672376828723?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8837009672376828723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8837009672376828723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8837009672376828723' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-831195829120729856</id><published>2009-01-23T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:28:11.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am sick today.&lt;/b&gt; But I feel happy not to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I really need a break but have to wait till after February. *Sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-831195829120729856?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/831195829120729856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/831195829120729856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#831195829120729856' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1644318707873151893</id><published>2009-01-18T02:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T04:28:44.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Karma...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just showered&lt;/b&gt; and waiting for my hair to dry. I decide to dut off my blog typing a little something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to "Ponyo on the Cliff" just now with BB and then "ong Bak 2" with BB and some of my west-sider gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "ponyo" movie is really cute and nice to watch. The animation is really unique and I think it is well-applauded for the many animators efforts into drawing such a nice story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then "Ong Bak 2" is really shit. The story does have a lesson to tell but its really anti-climax and out of my expectations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Tony Jaa, whose family was killed by a rebel lord to overthrow the Sukhothai dynasty and eventually became a king. There he grew up with a bunch of bandits whom taught him all the martial arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, he went to kill the rebel lord who became king, slashing him several times on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, guess what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King didn't die as shown in the last part of the story (because the king wore a wonderful cuirass in which Tony didn't manage to "feel" with his sword even though he got the experience of slicing peopl's flesh with it..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chief bandit was the hired fighter who killed Tony Jaa's dad in the first place. And then allowed Tony to slice his throat as asking for his forgiveness during a fight (so that the king will let his whole village of bandits live).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tony's childhood sweetheart has grown beautiful to the liking of the king. And that's that. NO ROMANCE (maybe Tony thought he wasn not good in romancing so he cut off the story totally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen to Tony? He got captured by the massive troops (no fight) after the chief bandit allowed him to slice his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story. Tony Jaa is dead by torturing by the king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The narrator says this is karma because he didn't put down revenge from his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF! That's really a punch at the audiences' intelligence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Update: I just read about "Ong Bak 2" on Wikipedia. The movie production it some budget rocks and Tony Jaa went missing from the set (but he's fine). They continued the movie production, and hence left us with a losuy cliffhanger. There's "Ong Bak 3". I am really doubtful to watch the continued story.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1644318707873151893?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1644318707873151893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1644318707873151893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#1644318707873151893' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8039118181129055771</id><published>2009-01-06T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:24:55.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I need a..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holiday on my own.&lt;/b&gt; (Notice the boldness).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Korea. No company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone travelling, nobody I need to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this independent soul-searching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8039118181129055771?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8039118181129055771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8039118181129055771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8039118181129055771' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3583672227835108022</id><published>2008-12-22T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:43:41.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.30am.&lt;/b&gt; I couldn't sleep. Slept alot today. Slept till the early afternoon and then late afternoon slept again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I had a tiring day windsurfing in the morning yesterday fighting winds of 20 knots. Then walk for the rest of the day with buddy Zane shopping for her stuff and me too kept a look-out for a good pressy for BB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly felt old, we both say. We could walk whole day and not feeling tired last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB went JB to celebrate Winter Solitice with her family. Went through my Facebook which after my best friend inform me of my account being hack into. FOund nothing amiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw some pictures. Old pictures. Thinking of where I am now in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Janet-mei in MRT train, and she said that I have toned down alot (about my sleazy life I had in the past).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now thinking of it, I wonder why is that so and am I happy now. I can only say I am peaceful now. Being peaceful allows me to focus more in my work and love ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people you meet in your life and what they do for you in return when you do things for them make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Buddha called "Bliss" i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3583672227835108022?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3583672227835108022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3583672227835108022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#3583672227835108022' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4965321269787211141</id><published>2008-12-16T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:05:39.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2009 Coming!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like I said last year,&lt;/b&gt; time flies. Uploading of photos still sucks like last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I rather type without any photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions for this year is that I decide to throw away becos' I realised resolutions is for normal human beings who set things they would (or would not) most probably get it if they try. I'm not a normal human being. Nor I am a superhero, neither superhuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take challenges what ever life, God, or heavens throw at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is nothing you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of "Nothingness is fullness, fullness is nothingness"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's pretty much the meaning to me and I definite have less worries than I have last bloody 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 this year has been a good one for me. Basic positive things that a simple life needs. A job, a lover and a family. With all these doing well, money comes easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope 2009 stays the same while everything good snowballs. Good health for all is in my prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4965321269787211141?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4965321269787211141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4965321269787211141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4965321269787211141' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4718557229410809211</id><published>2008-12-16T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:53:21.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Stupid Compies @#$%!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SUfMrLugO7I/AAAAAAAAA5k/M7G3I-WFAqI/s1600-h/DSC01094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SUfMrLugO7I/AAAAAAAAA5k/M7G3I-WFAqI/s320/DSC01094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280414130369477554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Damn Blogger photo upload.&lt;/b&gt; I'm not going to suffer another laggy/slow/ errorneous computer process after a day of work with all the same computer problemo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4718557229410809211?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4718557229410809211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4718557229410809211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4718557229410809211' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SUfMrLugO7I/AAAAAAAAA5k/M7G3I-WFAqI/s72-c/DSC01094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8289252701413260943</id><published>2008-12-09T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:44:00.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sudden Inspired Jokes (01)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suddenly&lt;/b&gt;, some lame stuff just hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If Nonya makes herself kueh, what does Baba make himself?&lt;br /&gt;   Elephant (Baba the Elephant).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Where is the hottest city on Earth?&lt;br /&gt;   Seoul (Pronounce it as "Seo-oh")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8289252701413260943?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8289252701413260943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8289252701413260943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#8289252701413260943' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4775759899704637656</id><published>2008-12-07T03:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T04:05:58.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally! (Old) Pictures!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/STrYWO_7hBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SDUUmwn9m4U/s1600-h/NightSafari02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/STrYWO_7hBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SDUUmwn9m4U/s320/NightSafari02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276767789912917010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/STrYWMt1tUI/AAAAAAAAA3o/RoBgsA2ZYNs/s1600-h/NightSafari01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/STrYWMt1tUI/AAAAAAAAA3o/RoBgsA2ZYNs/s320/NightSafari01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276767789300168002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There.&lt;/b&gt; Some pictures I have been promising. Old ones some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to put this since this post is about my company and my company of colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture of my logistic team minus one at Bayer. And yes, from the look of the picture, you can be sure I am glad being with them. I put this becos' the craziest person in our team has left us and went home to finish up his university studies back in Germany as to complete his thesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Oliver. And his face tells it all. Beside him, another person is looking wild, that is my logistics manager, Gracie.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She's teaching me the ropes in logistics management now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Caucasian lady in front is my sub-group head, Aleks. She's a very nice person and a good leader. Allows us to give our views and she's very open. She just got married suddenly a month ago even though she preaches hard on going into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess everyone is glad she got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest I'll further detail them next time as its bloody 4am already. But no worries, its just screwed up that I slept till 4pm yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best news of this post is: Aleks told me I'm most probably staying permanents next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess the economic crisis did bring me some good. Held up some projects and there am I have to be there to continue those daily operations that cannot by stopped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for project commitment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4775759899704637656?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4775759899704637656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4775759899704637656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4775759899704637656' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mib6451OUj0/STrYWO_7hBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SDUUmwn9m4U/s72-c/NightSafari02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-777957050991404454</id><published>2008-11-30T04:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T05:06:13.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sleepness Night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its been long time&lt;/b&gt; since I can't sleep for a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept immediate after a big dinner on Friday from 9pm plus to 10 am the next day. Had chilli crab, assam fish and other good dishes with my family as mum strike a small 4D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling so sleepy after that meal due to eating fully and my brain tired from the 3 days of training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was doing some private work on imrpoving some processes in my department and then went for dinner and movie with the West-Siders gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body of Lies is the movie and I do not recommend watching it in theatres. Catch it on DVD please. The story progress is so linear. Nothing to expect and yet no surprisings twists. Its a "safe" story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for prata supper after movie, and then reach home about 1am feeling full. Played game till now but still not tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I better turn in now. Its 5am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky tomorrow's Sunday and I can sleep till noon at least =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-777957050991404454?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/777957050991404454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/777957050991404454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#777957050991404454' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7689653047403142884</id><published>2008-11-26T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:07:25.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am a Ma-ny-zer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I realised&lt;/b&gt; I am more than just a product designer and a logistics executive in my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am:&lt;br /&gt;1) AV personnel (Yup. They always ask me troubleshoot the projector.)&lt;br /&gt;2) Multimedia Helpdesk (Yes, I always do my Head's powerpoints.)&lt;br /&gt;3) Forecast Manager (A role for planning logistics forecast.)&lt;br /&gt;4) Supply Manager (Monitor stock movement.)&lt;br /&gt;5) Materials Manager (A partial role by working hierrachy, in which its one of my core jobs to design packaging materials)&lt;br /&gt;6) "Free"lance Designer (I design small marketing stuff for free for colleagues from other places)&lt;br /&gt;7) Street Director (I'm famous for giving directions to people to places)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7689653047403142884?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7689653047403142884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7689653047403142884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7689653047403142884' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-538886390460762668</id><published>2008-11-20T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:27:22.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Basically Happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am basically happy now. I just want concentrate on work and earn more to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me what I think about marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think marriage is not only about 2 persons. Marriage is not a ticket to kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is about union between two souls and the love ones of the souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materialistic wise I want more for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest can wait. If nothing can wait, then nothing will work, then I will make nothing nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-538886390460762668?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/538886390460762668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/538886390460762668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#538886390460762668' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5804469148669681262</id><published>2008-11-17T03:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T04:13:07.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps... (Wait long long LOL)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There you go&lt;/b&gt; finally a blog post. And yeh. Still no pictures even though I promise you one. Perhaps next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply too lazy to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time flies. Having a great time with my BB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best times are the times when you do not really have too much things to worry about, much less whine about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a really great weekend. Apart from losing a hundred bucks during Saturday, everything is cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we had farewell dinner for my German colleague, Oliver. Had a filling Japanese meal at Sushi Tei. After dinner was chill-out + dancing at dbL O. Drank a lot and had a great time chatting with my colleagues, especially those I do not normally chat to. Alcohol are great icebreakers I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver had fun that night, he almost wanted to strangle a teenager fighting space on the dance platform. Well, I told home this is Singapore, not Germany, and don't bother to fight an adolescent who fights for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We say he's still pissed with not getting a contract after working so hard as an intern for half a year plus, making things work in our department since start. Perhaps its also a bad time not getting a concrete job after he graduate when he finish his thesis in Germany. Kinda frustrating when efforts is not recognised the way it should be.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cool him down, we brought him to eat Bak Kut Teh. From there everything is fine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day is mahjong, whole day. Met at Ros house for the session since almost a year. And she got a mahjong friend, who is nuts. Won the rest of the 3 players. Kept on Men Qing + Ping Hu + Zi Mo, where got people so lucky? We can't have any idea how to even prevent her from getting the tiles she needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn it, I lost $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went for wedding dinner of my secondary school friend. At there, we met the bunch whom are mostly from the NCC days. Few were classmates. We had a great time. All of them are talking cock and bullshitting. Had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to make the groom drink though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was pretty much snoozing at Wendy's place =) And enjoying the food she cook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5804469148669681262?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5804469148669681262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5804469148669681262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5804469148669681262' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5091242458680099899</id><published>2008-10-20T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:44:08.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Long time no see, I thought you die oredi."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its sure been a bloody long time,&lt;/b&gt; you might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is. Some people must think my blog died. But I can only say its becos' I'm tired of blogging and even say I'm too lazy too blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, just now. Looking thorugh my friends' blogs. I realise one thing. Most bloggers are really bo liao. I am not trying to degrade blogging, but sometimes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you might ask why am I blogging then? Obviously I'm bo liao lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, thinking of it I have already blogged for five years, I think blog is a way to express views online and practiose good and bad English (nowadays I spend my time typing "impressive" emails, reports and proposals). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again I see many people blogging about their mundane lives and whine about their jobs, their people around them. Diarying their daily lives, with no gain in anything positive, sometimes only spreading negativities to oneself and to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloggin is so bo liao right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, I think blogging is bo liao. Only when people are free and bo liao will go read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, you're bo liao. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life has been fun and cool for me. Indeed, its really wonderful with my family, my lover, my colleagues, my company and my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, lifes been good. I thank everyone right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish to show pictures but when I think I always spend one hour or even two hour on my blog. I think blogging its a waste of time. Because I'm long-winded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how much I type now already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you, I think I've grown fat from all the good food I have almost every week. Without fail, there's always some big meal on the company, on my boss or on my date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. And it and I haven't been exercising, unless you're talking about windsurfing, in which my buddy and I are no longer rookie. We can battle stormy winds on the seas. Time to get an advance lesson lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, global financial health hasn't been really good. But mine is also not. Apart form the food I spent on, I realised I've been spending too much on my future money. This isn't healthy for my money, so I hope I can cut half my credit cards bills (at least don't spend most of it on myself but spend it on my girlfriend =P Maybe hor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I don't spend money on materials but only on food and entertainment like movies (clubbing is rare. I avoid it most of the times). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this bad times, I seriously need to cut down. Save up the money, use it on my future business selling burgers and hopefully other investments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although on my mind that I would like a holiday, I have to think long term. Get richer first, work harder first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, in a few weeks time I can confirm my new position as a logistic planner and learn the ropes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wishing for pictures, most probably I'll collage them and then caption them. So can save server space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata. See you next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure when but I'm sure there'll be a next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5091242458680099899?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5091242458680099899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5091242458680099899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5091242458680099899' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-6538117061105559447</id><published>2008-08-16T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:50:27.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;原諒我 by 蕭敬騰&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;词：阿沁　曲：阿沁 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLwzA4O_6pE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLwzA4O_6pE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请不要分了以後　 &lt;br /&gt;还记得亲吻过的承诺 &lt;br /&gt;你的永久　已不属於我 &lt;br /&gt;默默低头　那时我很多　 &lt;br /&gt;话哽在喉咙 &lt;br /&gt;你的笑你的快乐　 &lt;br /&gt;或许我爱太多想太多 &lt;br /&gt;我能感受　他比我适合 &lt;br /&gt;爱放了手　我伪装冷漠　 &lt;br /&gt;比你先说分手 &lt;br /&gt;请原谅我　原谅我不成熟 &lt;br /&gt;不爱你是藉口　好让你离开我 &lt;br /&gt;请原谅我　好想自私将你占有 &lt;br /&gt;你的寂寞就给我承受 &lt;br /&gt;换你过更好的生活 &lt;br /&gt;请不要分了以後　 &lt;br /&gt;还记得亲吻过的承诺 &lt;br /&gt;你的永久　已不属於我 &lt;br /&gt;默默低头　那时我很多　 &lt;br /&gt;话哽在喉咙 &lt;br /&gt;你的笑你的快乐　 &lt;br /&gt;或许我爱太多想太多 &lt;br /&gt;我能感受　他比我适合 &lt;br /&gt;爱放了手　我伪装冷漠　 &lt;br /&gt;比你先说分手 &lt;br /&gt;请原谅我　原谅我不成熟 &lt;br /&gt;不爱你是藉口　好让你离开我 &lt;br /&gt;请原谅我　好想自私将你占有 &lt;br /&gt;你的寂寞就给我承受 &lt;br /&gt;换你过更好的生活 &lt;br /&gt;爱过恨过哭过也笑过 &lt;br /&gt;亲吻过你的脆弱 &lt;br /&gt;其实我比谁都要懦弱 &lt;br /&gt;原谅我　必须假装爱错 &lt;br /&gt;别让时间逗留　我怕说不出口 &lt;br /&gt;原谅我　没有解释太多　心痛 &lt;br /&gt;别无所求　彻底忘了我 &lt;br /&gt;爱原来有舍得 &lt;br /&gt;我難過　我才懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suddenly feel like&lt;/b&gt; practising this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely lyrics compose by Ian of F.I.R. Not to mention when Xiao perform this song at F.I.R's concert was just pure POWER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-6538117061105559447?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/6538117061105559447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/6538117061105559447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6538117061105559447' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5571532329593434386</id><published>2008-07-13T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:56:47.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Feel Like..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;... Blogging&lt;/b&gt; about my past few events I had with my girlfriend, friends and family. But seriously, I feel so tired these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not like those days that I could blog with enthusiatiasm about my events after it happened for the day or the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel its just a hassle to remember to blog and have to recall those best moments I have in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so busy with this and that, so much so I feel 24 hours is not enough. And I'm not satified with every single day that I have gone through. The only true moments I feel I'm doing something with a sense of satisfactory is my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, it was all I hoped for since my last job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, apart on getting on with my life, trying a be in contact with all my friends and family, I simply don't have the time for myself. Even if I have, something will always be on my mind to bug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is just now there. Everyone seems to want my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like float away on my &lt;b&gt;own&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5571532329593434386?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5571532329593434386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5571532329593434386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5571532329593434386' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3237229415970269951</id><published>2008-06-30T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T04:31:10.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;EXERCISE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With all that&lt;/b&gt; eating for the past week, its important to exercise. So Wendy and I woke early for a climb to exercise off our fats at Bukit Timah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nice breathing fresh air and sweating it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though been quite long since my last exercise, I'm still good in my stamina. And I'm glad Wendy is enjoying to sweat as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfwuZVxeSI/AAAAAAAAAmk/CBlG6jB0B3Y/s1600-h/DSC00952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfwuZVxeSI/AAAAAAAAAmk/CBlG6jB0B3Y/s320/DSC00952.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217403373198866722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfwvrJgZtI/AAAAAAAAAms/5mWgXs6-iws/s1600-h/DSC00954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfwvrJgZtI/AAAAAAAAAms/5mWgXs6-iws/s320/DSC00954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217403395159123666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3237229415970269951?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3237229415970269951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3237229415970269951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3237229415970269951' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfwuZVxeSI/AAAAAAAAAmk/CBlG6jB0B3Y/s72-c/DSC00952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3097058636616652317</id><published>2008-06-30T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T04:25:43.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dinner with Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wendy&lt;/b&gt; has grown jealous of my feastings and so I have to treat her something to appease her stomach =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfu0Iu3LQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/pb8sYRv-bZs/s1600-h/DSC00946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfu0Iu3LQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/pb8sYRv-bZs/s320/DSC00946.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217401272796654850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Nice view. Best view is on the right.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfu0UWAGwI/AAAAAAAAAmU/U2SNDqLby3c/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfu0UWAGwI/AAAAAAAAAmU/U2SNDqLby3c/s320/DSC00947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217401275913607938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Mashimaro =P&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfu0gb02WI/AAAAAAAAAmc/U625rv13Ers/s1600-h/DSC00949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfu0gb02WI/AAAAAAAAAmc/U625rv13Ers/s320/DSC00949.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217401279159261538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;=)&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Coffee Club in The Central nearby Clarke Quay. Though its not a fancy restaurant, we still had some nice dishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3097058636616652317?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3097058636616652317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3097058636616652317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3097058636616652317' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfu0Iu3LQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/pb8sYRv-bZs/s72-c/DSC00946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1245887873579589503</id><published>2008-06-30T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T04:24:56.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Feasting Fiesta!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My working life&lt;/b&gt; in my department is very good. Especially when treating our colleagues coming from the overseas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I remember, every week, there's always a high-end good meal. Crab, prawns, noodles and fried rice seems to be a necessity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta watch what I eat. I'm getting fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the places I visited so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfspVeG3vI/AAAAAAAAAlk/qtQfcKGFPtM/s1600-h/ACMIndoChine01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfspVeG3vI/AAAAAAAAAlk/qtQfcKGFPtM/s320/ACMIndoChine01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217398888214224626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfspcgMVMI/AAAAAAAAAls/vF-tvT6T5n0/s1600-h/KoreanRestBoatQuay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfspcgMVMI/AAAAAAAAAls/vF-tvT6T5n0/s320/KoreanRestBoatQuay.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217398890102019266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;IndoChine @ Asian Civilisation Museam; A Korean Restaurant @ Boat Quay&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfspq5jtjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/WHdVWYPVzqo/s1600-h/SwizzRestSwiisotelStamford01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfspq5jtjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/WHdVWYPVzqo/s320/SwizzRestSwiisotelStamford01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217398893966505522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfspr8s3JI/AAAAAAAAAl8/RzgcPWm1E5w/s1600-h/SwizzRestSwiisotelStamford02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfspr8s3JI/AAAAAAAAAl8/RzgcPWm1E5w/s320/SwizzRestSwiisotelStamford02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217398894248123538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Swiss restaurant @ Swissotel Stamford&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfsp8GzIaI/AAAAAAAAAmE/UDBpimZ-gX8/s1600-h/PreachGardenAtOCBCCentreTopFloor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfsp8GzIaI/AAAAAAAAAmE/UDBpimZ-gX8/s320/PreachGardenAtOCBCCentreTopFloor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217398898585444770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Peach Garden (Sichuan Cusine) @ OCBC Centre Top 33rd Floor&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1245887873579589503?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1245887873579589503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1245887873579589503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1245887873579589503' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SGfspVeG3vI/AAAAAAAAAlk/qtQfcKGFPtM/s72-c/ACMIndoChine01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8079140747840700573</id><published>2008-06-12T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:23:59.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Da Chilli Crab People"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nope.&lt;/b&gt; Its not that I have join another facebook group. "Da Chilli Crab People"&lt;br /&gt;are my new colleagues, of my new found job as a Product Designer at Bayer HealthCare, a German MNC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been long since I blogged about my life, and here I am back again. For a re-start, on my new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few months, nothing really is interesting except about my love life, which I kept it most a secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoese days without a job was frustrating and depressing financially. But I am lucky enough to have my Wendy by my side, keeping me alive and my other friends who helped me one way or the other. You know who you are, and I owe you all. The favour will be return, but now I need time to organise my life to the best I could make it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new colleagues are friendly and they know themselevs, everyone plays a part. Blame game is a taboo in my department, which major in regional coordination of logistics, packaging and supplying countries in the Asia-Pacific. And "YA", some of my colleagues are Germans, which made me looked forward to October (Lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is important as well as critical in the future. As I'm part of a BIG web of complex supply chain management. I'm part of this working machine, where I'm a new gear spinning slowly for now (The chim-ology explained here that I'm lazy to explain the complexity).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nether-the-less, I'm part of a team, the sense of belonging I've been longing. I believe it'll be the main motivation at work to keep me moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in a MNC also made me meet new people from different (meeting new people is one of my favourite pastimes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today&lt;/b&gt;, the 9th day at Bayer, I was at a start of work meetings spree at the Raffles Convention Centre till next week, incuding colleagues from Germany, Vietnam, Malaysia and another department from Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though most of the work flow might not neccessary be that I'll be involved, I kept my eyes open to understand what the "hell" is going on for the all. As I can offer some solutions to help my colleague of somewhat messinesss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprising I'm able to understand all the corporate means easily. Working as a project manager throughout most of my poly-life helped. Suddenly, I realised all the bullshit I went through, out of most my working life (including poly days and NS days), actually made me more than ready to react and response pro-actively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is never fun, for now I believe. But I always believe responsibilities come first. Only when that is served, fun things will automatically come along the way even when you don't realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, after a whole day of meetings, we all had dinner together, having fun and having a great meal a relatively expensive restaurant at One Fullerton. The main dish was the very tasty CHilli Crab ordered specially for the tastebuds of our overseas colleagues. Every had a cute bib with a nice cartoon crab on it : p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention I did have great meeting tea-breaks as well as lunch at the convention centre ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFFG3cRKVsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FQXqG-PtlEA/s1600-h/DSC00927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFFG3cRKVsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FQXqG-PtlEA/s320/DSC00927.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211024162139297474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFFG3s2SLvI/AAAAAAAAAlM/SeEhtwL9QS0/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFFG3s2SLvI/AAAAAAAAAlM/SeEhtwL9QS0/s320/DSC00928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211024166589968114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFFG4LWF8SI/AAAAAAAAAlU/gon-WEMx4Xg/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFFG4LWF8SI/AAAAAAAAAlU/gon-WEMx4Xg/s320/DSC00929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211024174776447266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFFG4Q320oI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Ok-U3FVKXww/s1600-h/DSC00931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFFG4Q320oI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Ok-U3FVKXww/s320/DSC00931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211024176260240002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8079140747840700573?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8079140747840700573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8079140747840700573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8079140747840700573' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFFG3cRKVsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FQXqG-PtlEA/s72-c/DSC00927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8706341880313083549</id><published>2008-06-11T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:56:18.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Am Uncle Jeff~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A new family member&lt;/b&gt; has arrived. My little nephew was born today, weighing 2.895kg. I'm "officially" promoted as an "Uncle". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel so old and I feel that I shouldn't waste any more of my youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, with a cute chubby face and his plenty of slightly curly crop on his top, I believe this little guy will bring plenty of joy around him, with plenty of people to love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't have a name yet as his Chinese name will have to go through some geomancy calculations. For his Christian name, let's call him "Aragorn" for now, picked by his mother when I suggested the LOTR characters' names, Gimli, Sam, Frodo... Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFAAsNbvmNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/uN36Ko2w_2A/s1600-h/Newborn+1st+Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:ceneter; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFAAsNbvmNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/uN36Ko2w_2A/s320/Newborn+1st+Day.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210665528387934418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Now, what shall he be named?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Little Nephew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;b&gt;Corrinne May&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how one thing happens and changes your whole point of view&lt;br /&gt;Everything that seems to matter has cast aside for a better truth&lt;br /&gt;You're growing faster with every minute, second, photograph&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could spend more time with you&lt;br /&gt;My little nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday a new discovery, I'm a child again looking through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;With every step you're teaching me how to fall and cry, get up and smile&lt;br /&gt;You're growing faster with every minute, second, photograph&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could spend more time with you&lt;br /&gt;My little nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're far away and I am over here&lt;br /&gt;Memories are lost in these span of years&lt;br /&gt;so, when I go will you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;when I go will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're growing faster with every minute, second, photograph&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could spend more time with you&lt;br /&gt;My little nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you'll learn to tie your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Say the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;And that your best friend has Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;My little nephew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8706341880313083549?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8706341880313083549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8706341880313083549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8706341880313083549' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SFAAsNbvmNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/uN36Ko2w_2A/s72-c/Newborn+1st+Day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4129630239298714100</id><published>2008-04-28T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:25:57.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Missing Days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXaUc2tHDI/AAAAAAAAAkU/YsWd631lADo/s1600-h/DSC00904%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXaUc2tHDI/AAAAAAAAAkU/YsWd631lADo/s320/DSC00904%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194297790119615538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXaU82tHEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CahDO-00n4c/s1600-h/DSC00903%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXaU82tHEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CahDO-00n4c/s320/DSC00903%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194297798709550146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXaVc2tHFI/AAAAAAAAAkk/bNbreBbSZHA/s1600-h/DSC00899%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXaVc2tHFI/AAAAAAAAAkk/bNbreBbSZHA/s320/DSC00899%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194297807299484754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXa0M2tHGI/AAAAAAAAAks/C_l3SxpyZbA/s1600-h/DSC00898%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXa0M2tHGI/AAAAAAAAAks/C_l3SxpyZbA/s320/DSC00898%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194298335580462178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aloha!&lt;/b&gt; Where have I gone these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Not something good or bad to tell that's why I was missing out blogging. Just simply no mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good things I can tell you all are that I'm still alive and well. With Wendy beside me, I felt better without a job; better than the last time when I was unemployed, which I was pretty depressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, someone is encouraging me on =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have less pressure, being poor and umemployed still is not a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest job hasn't been good, and it somehow change my point of view how I look into what I want and what I really need. As many know, deisgn and creative field has been part of my working life. Now, I think creative industry just suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, everything is commercialised and no one takes passion first priority. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I decide to give it up and go into a job in other sectors other than the creative industry. As creative industries mainly consists of genreally F-up paying SMEs that requires your "design" work to be "good" in their sense and expect your dedication on non-office time, without any OT pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first priority is to get a job that is well-paid, enough for me to upkeep my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my dad fell off his motorbike trying to avoid collision from a cycling ah-neh. That accident wasn't too serious but he fractured his leg. I felt sad, of course, as he is my father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really time for me to wake up what I really need to do, for my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one hope for my current blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't have to whine anything about my (new) job ever again. I should be glad I get a job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4129630239298714100?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4129630239298714100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4129630239298714100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4129630239298714100' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXaUc2tHDI/AAAAAAAAAkU/YsWd631lADo/s72-c/DSC00904%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7831375070450683146</id><published>2008-03-17T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:39:33.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hong Kong - Macau Trip 2008!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13th to 16th March&lt;/b&gt; I was away in Hong Kong and Macau for a family trip to visit my grant-aunt(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was fun and there were a lot of dramas at there and even coming back to Singapore. Nether-the-less, it was unforgettable being with my family there; my parents, my cousins, my aunts and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXnLM2tHHI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZYR9Jt0zMyQ/s1600-h/HongKong-Macau2008_Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXnLM2tHHI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZYR9Jt0zMyQ/s320/HongKong-Macau2008_Collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194311924856986738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Click on the picture to view the zoom-in version!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was a day of drama for my parents, aunts and uncles finally met my grandaunt from Hong Kong who's health was ailing. Not only that, we also met our two other grandaunts from Guangzhou, China, along with their sons and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just amazing how you roots goes. But I guess for my generation, its easy to forget such relations as we're just to distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day, we planned to vist Macau but it was full of dramas, Heading towards the ferry terminal was a challenge looking for it crossing a city park till we met a kind old man who's free enough to lead us to the terminal when we can take a ferry to Macau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we reached Macau facing the babaric Chinese nationals who just don't know how to queue up in an orderly manner, squeezing you like pancakes, cutting your queue as if you wouldn't dare to kill that uncivilised bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear the Macau customs was such, and it wasted so much precious time. But still we manage to enter the Wynn's casino in Macau, one of the many chioces of casinoes you can choose to go. Vel and I chose to go sightseeing since we're too poor to gamble. And we managed to do that in an hour or so, making quick snaps along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More drama going back to Hong Kong as Vel's dad went MISSING just becos' he's blue enough to take an earlier ferry ahead of us. Which made my kan-jiong aunt panicking as if my uncle is not going to survive or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Hong Kong, all tired, but all were well enough to have a nice dinner at Temple Street near our hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third day was the most fun for us the younger cousins. We shopped at the Women's Street, famous for street shopping for the cheapest stuff. And then we took a cab to The Peak where we all had fun at the Madame Tussad's Wax Museam making fun of the people we know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, at the Victoria Peak, we enjoyed the sunsetting view in time and there we also had dinner, before checking the night view of Hong Kong from the tallest natural point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further into the night, we explored the Lam Guen Fang street famous the the nightlife but the nightlife was actually sparsely spread along the slopes of The Peak. In the end, we didn't club and we went back to our hotel with our feets tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final day, we all went shopping together, whizzing here and there. In the end, Vel and I went on our own adventure, visiting the "atas" area when all the high-end shops are and visited The Avenue of Stars where the best of HK movies stars made their handprints. We also enjoy the best view of the Victoria Harbour with the HK city skyline behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading back to Singapore, we reached the airport early but boarded the plane last minute as our boarding passses were seriously delayed due to over-booking. We ended up having late dinner in the plane. Even though the Cathay airline staff gave us foo vouchers while waiting for our boarding passes, we couldn't really used them as most of the food outlets were only vailable to us till we get into the boarding area where we needed our pass. Our side, they were only the restaurants where we had little time for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got onto our plane the final minute through the long transit journey of walking, train and walking... when my eldest aunt had problems walking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching Singapore, the final drama was that one of mum's luggage was missing and that it was left at the airport in Hong Kong. Thoguh I was tired, I wasn't surprised with the incident that Cathay had to offer. And I deal with it calmly. We got our luggage back, delivered to us anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the trip was still a good one, in a family sense =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7831375070450683146?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7831375070450683146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7831375070450683146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7831375070450683146' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/SBXnLM2tHHI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZYR9Jt0zMyQ/s72-c/HongKong-Macau2008_Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1416256746962841236</id><published>2008-03-08T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:30:18.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Japanese Dinner @ Minori with the Foodies Club!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R9Vq-RSsYiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/8YU73qG9E_s/s1600-h/08032008+Buffet_Dinner_Minori_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R9Vq-RSsYiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/8YU73qG9E_s/s320/08032008+Buffet_Dinner_Minori_01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176160964758495778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its been a long time&lt;/b&gt; since I go out with the Foodies people. And finally I went for a dinner with them at the Japanese Minori restaurant at the UE Square Shopping Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to see the old friends and new friends of Foodies Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a buffet dinner and its what you order and what you get. Althopugh serving is small and the service is slow sometimes, but I guess its not too bad as for good food, we always have to wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing is that there are like over 20 diners togther and we're sitting at a long table, whatever we ordered on one side of the long table, the serving will go to the other side. So in the end, Ros, the Ah Mah (Grandma) of the group ask for all food to be served on our side and we would QC (Quality Control) the food and test taste them first =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, we had fun eating and I really had lots of salmon sashimi, almost 20 pieces I guess. And of cos, I also had buckwheat cold noodle, grilled shimamo, grilled pork belly, unagi sushi and more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So full that I could have fall asleep if I had a bed then =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1416256746962841236?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1416256746962841236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1416256746962841236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1416256746962841236' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R9Vq-RSsYiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/8YU73qG9E_s/s72-c/08032008+Buffet_Dinner_Minori_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3741069036474938975</id><published>2008-03-07T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:22:49.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm Free Like A Bird!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R9UPnxSsYhI/AAAAAAAAAjU/QxU8sSi6qGc/s1600-h/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R9UPnxSsYhI/AAAAAAAAAjU/QxU8sSi6qGc/s320/DSC00763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176060522653311506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;See that fat bird there?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeh, I'm that fat bird.&lt;/b&gt; And I'm really getting fat from all the eating :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken after my last unofficial day at work, helping my ex-boss working for another week as I really think that the increased workload might be too taxing on the new designer who replaced me who's still learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But help is temporary. I still need to let go although I still feel responsible for my work. But I really hope for the best for everyone as everyone always need the chance to recover from mistakes, whatever it is. No one deserves over-punishing incidents when one has already so much to deal with in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, my last unofficial day at work, I went to find my old army buddy Alex tocatch up abit. Damn. We're gonna be stuck in the same unit again in reservist times. Looks like its fated. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to play pool together after he knock off but instead we went LAN gaming other than KTV and clubbing which we don't want to do. Still, its great as its good to laugh together and have fun for all the lame reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3741069036474938975?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3741069036474938975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3741069036474938975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3741069036474938975' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R9UPnxSsYhI/AAAAAAAAAjU/QxU8sSi6qGc/s72-c/DSC00763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4978940477875905793</id><published>2008-03-04T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:34:51.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Girl &amp; I: At Sentosa Beach =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8wp8Ww6vEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/izs5YiBET50/s1600-h/FirstSentosaDate_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8wp8Ww6vEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/izs5YiBET50/s320/FirstSentosaDate_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173556188821503042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here she is:&lt;/b&gt; Her name is Wendy, that "mystery" girl I loved that I've been hiding from many for a period of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What for you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To protect a growing seedling of love that's fragile in the wretched winds of ill-influences. Now that the seedling has become a stronger plant, we both decided to throw ourselves in the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're happy enjoying our times together, buidling our lives together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I've been busy dating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, we went Sentosa to have fun and relax. We had a great time. We had the whole day for ourselves and enjoyed nice food. and best of all, to my awe, my dearie bought a great gift of love for me which I really like =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we also watch a movie, "The Leap Years" (a bit of spoiler ahead!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8wqq2w6vFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ZVQnNdjiNdI/s1600-h/TheLeapYears_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8wqq2w6vFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ZVQnNdjiNdI/s320/TheLeapYears_Poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173556987685420114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The Leap Years"&lt;/b&gt; is a local production of romance and drama acted mainly by Wong Li Lin, Ananda Everingham, Joan Chen and Qi Yu Wu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a nice romantic story of a girl waiting for that special someone to be together forever. She waited every four years, of every leap year for that stranger in which in her mind she needed to fall in love with. Leaping years of wait went by, testing her patience which almost seems to falter and yet in the end, she chosen to wait for that one ever lasting love that she couldn't get out of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Michelle once quoted a phrase from the Bible, about patience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes, its not only about waiting for the right person, its also about waiting for the right moment, to do things right. Its not only about waiting for things to fall into place, but its also about taking that chance going into the unknown future of a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think, never wait for a person who do not reciprocate her or her feelings of mutual respect and love for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that reciprocating feelings is not necessary equal but mutual, which requires sacrifice, and sacrifice is something of no expected returns. It is only this that is what made love priceless and eternal. Because what you give, is never expected to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why love is always "give and take", never "give and return". That's why two parties always have to give and give and give, which require that forever effort to do so. And that is what make "love is forever" =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Love is 99%, Effort is only 1%."&lt;/b&gt; and yet many people did not bother to put in that 1% because they think it doesn't make a difference, but it really do make all the difference to make lives fully 100%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4978940477875905793?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4978940477875905793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4978940477875905793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4978940477875905793' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8wp8Ww6vEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/izs5YiBET50/s72-c/FirstSentosaDate_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1093968176762333130</id><published>2008-02-25T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:37:36.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Birthday &amp; More =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Days passed&lt;/b&gt; since my very happy birthday. Cableskiing with pretty ladies, followed by a nicey sushi dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8woLWw6vAI/AAAAAAAAAik/O_oplCXEAt8/s1600-h/DSCN1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8woLWw6vAI/AAAAAAAAAik/O_oplCXEAt8/s320/DSCN1250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173554247496285186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8woemw6vBI/AAAAAAAAAis/DJtXFaN7his/s1600-h/DSCN1268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8woemw6vBI/AAAAAAAAAis/DJtXFaN7his/s320/DSCN1268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173554578208766994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8wovmw6vCI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kdtIgQzyJOY/s1600-h/DSCN1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8wovmw6vCI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kdtIgQzyJOY/s320/DSCN1277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173554870266543138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8wpB2w6vDI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1Fvs5eUTxFI/s1600-h/DSCN1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8wpB2w6vDI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1Fvs5eUTxFI/s320/DSCN1273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173555183799155762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best of all, we both found each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just mildly happened and sparks just flew. Though there are something we cannot say, we cannot speak of, yet. I'll still hold my patience, becos' only patience can ensure that fragile happiness we all pursue don't just disappear in a second =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step by step, we will walk together, hand in hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1093968176762333130?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1093968176762333130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1093968176762333130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1093968176762333130' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R8woLWw6vAI/AAAAAAAAAik/O_oplCXEAt8/s72-c/DSCN1250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-507778169720731906</id><published>2008-02-15T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:42:31.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'll Never Forget...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7WXtd2SocI/AAAAAAAAAiU/a2eqIYlN1jE/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7WXtd2SocI/AAAAAAAAAiU/a2eqIYlN1jE/s320/DSC00734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167202954839761346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7WXt92SodI/AAAAAAAAAic/X1H57ix5LmA/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7WXt92SodI/AAAAAAAAAic/X1H57ix5LmA/s320/DSC00737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167202963429695954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...my first Valentine's Day&lt;/b&gt; celebration and the night I had spent, which was absolutely lovely, wonderful, romantic, fun and...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-507778169720731906?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/507778169720731906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/507778169720731906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#507778169720731906' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7WXtd2SocI/AAAAAAAAAiU/a2eqIYlN1jE/s72-c/DSC00734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5973422700271032448</id><published>2008-02-11T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:05:20.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its Chinese New Year again!&lt;/b&gt; And this year is especially special becos' its my year, the year of the Rat, which I'm born in. Its a good year when I got a lot of big ang pows to block a lot of bad fan tai sui luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CNY has been a mixture of both boredom and fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall I'm still very happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese New Year Day Four:&lt;/b&gt; This day is a special day. Xiao Long is finally going home. And my family and I are sure going to miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, today I had a special "Thank You", 80% full package date from Xiao Long's mistress (81% package means we would end up at Hotel 81, Lol!). The rest of the dating details are pretty much a secret.. Shhh... Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7Br992SoaI/AAAAAAAAAiE/EamZYJy0nC8/s1600-h/XiaoLongGoingHome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7Br992SoaI/AAAAAAAAAiE/EamZYJy0nC8/s320/XiaoLongGoingHome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165747484912427426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xiao Long going home.. So sad.. =(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BrD92SoWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/khSrF_GtMZM/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BrD92SoWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/khSrF_GtMZM/s320/DSC00720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165746488480014690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BrEt2SoXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/YZnVB2z_oIA/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BrEt2SoXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/YZnVB2z_oIA/s320/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165746501364916594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunch at N.Y.D.C. Yummy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BrFN2SoYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/yY7gX2jvRuU/s1600-h/Photo+84_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BrFN2SoYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/yY7gX2jvRuU/s320/Photo+84_03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165746509954851202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BrGd2SoZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/f7mhh7Onj7c/s1600-h/Photo+84_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BrGd2SoZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/f7mhh7Onj7c/s320/Photo+84_04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165746531429687698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;"NeoPrints" taken at EpiCentre's Mac machine! Lol!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that is pure shopping fun and movie at Cathay Cineleisure, watching "27 Dresses" which is a good and funny movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, my special date was really enjoyable and fun =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese New Year Day 2:&lt;/b&gt; I went into Malaysia to visit my Grandma and my distant relatives. Its nice catching up with them and had a lot of good food. My younger cousins have all grow up a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BwaN2SobI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1fisBo8d0lA/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BwaN2SobI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1fisBo8d0lA/s320/DSC00710.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165752368290242994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;3-year old Lee Si En&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are all so cute in their own way (except for those naughty ones)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7Bp6t2SoUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/k1aS073yuCs/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7Bp6t2SoUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/k1aS073yuCs/s320/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165745230054596930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7Bp7d2SoVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Q4c8XUi3QXc/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7Bp7d2SoVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Q4c8XUi3QXc/s320/DSC00717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165745242939498834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Spot the difference: &lt;br /&gt;My cousin Lee Xuan and my mother in her early teens! &lt;br /&gt;OMG! Looks the same, right?!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese New Year Day 1:&lt;/b&gt; All alone with Xiao Long and Korkor at home. Just basically nuah and play with the child-like Xiao Long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BpMd2SoSI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xQpjKQ1H_WA/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BpMd2SoSI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xQpjKQ1H_WA/s320/DSC00707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165744435485647138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BpNd2SoTI/AAAAAAAAAhM/QOij_Vezk2E/s1600-h/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7BpNd2SoTI/AAAAAAAAAhM/QOij_Vezk2E/s320/DSC00708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165744452665516338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Xiao Long bathing!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5973422700271032448?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5973422700271032448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5973422700271032448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5973422700271032448' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R7Br992SoaI/AAAAAAAAAiE/EamZYJy0nC8/s72-c/XiaoLongGoingHome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-2731310538276149627</id><published>2008-02-06T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T01:59:19.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Xiao Long's Pampered Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;As I said&lt;/b&gt;, Xiao Long has been adapting well into my family. My parents love him and so do I, even though we all discipline him firmly from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today,I think he's very pampered, with all the things my family got for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His favourite chicken tasting snack has ran out after my mum fed sparingly. So I decide to buy a new packet for him. But... my mum also bought the same thing too! Three packets some more =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So total 4 packets of snacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought him some wet gourmet chicken and seafood can food. I fed him that after I ate my dinner. And now I know why he always eat only dried foodstuff and it can be messy feeding him wet food.. I had to feed him by hand as his funnel made it hard to feed on it. After feeding him, I got to wash his mouth and then dry it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, his shit don't come out messy as well O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dad came back, he bought him a new toy, some electronic toy that can jump around on its own. I was hoping Xiao Long would like it so that I do not need to play with him when I want to be lazy or do my own things... But Xiao Long doesn;t seem to like his new electronic toy... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, at night I decided to switch on the aircon and let Xiao Long sleep in my room, with the door shut to keep the aircon in. The only problem is his poo and pee place, in which I had set-up a poo-pee pan near his bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6iji2XMhlI/AAAAAAAAAgs/f7tnXM2oGBI/s1600-h/DSC00702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6iji2XMhlI/AAAAAAAAAgs/f7tnXM2oGBI/s320/DSC00702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163556791883957842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even put the pee-poo point scenting liquid so in hope that he know where to shit and wee wee. But I put a bit too much just now that my room smells pungent and a bit stinky. Ugh. Spray some perfume to remedy that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I would find my room in the condition I wanted, free of poo and pee except the pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dog is just spoilt. It would not go to sleep unless I sleep. So, my mum and I have to scold him a bit so that he understand, in which he actually do and just jump into his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6ijm2XMhnI/AAAAAAAAAg8/DdTMIH2VYmU/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6ijm2XMhnI/AAAAAAAAAg8/DdTMIH2VYmU/s320/DSC00704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163556860603434610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6ijk2XMhmI/AAAAAAAAAg0/lZ4uVRPbwx0/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6ijk2XMhmI/AAAAAAAAAg0/lZ4uVRPbwx0/s320/DSC00703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163556826243696226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know he just geh siao pretending to be sleeping. Ben gou. So silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-2731310538276149627?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2731310538276149627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2731310538276149627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2731310538276149627' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6iji2XMhlI/AAAAAAAAAgs/f7tnXM2oGBI/s72-c/DSC00702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8283984272162709206</id><published>2008-02-06T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T01:40:35.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pictures of Xiao Long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been wanting&lt;/b&gt; to post these pictures of cute Xiao Long in my House, but I didn't got the time. These were taken when I was co-habitating with Wendy on the second and third night *Shy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6idm2XMhhI/AAAAAAAAAgM/GFAyEZT5fOw/s1600-h/010220081536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6idm2XMhhI/AAAAAAAAAgM/GFAyEZT5fOw/s320/010220081536.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163550263533667858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Xiao Long found his cozy corner in my room, and slept on a pillow I made for him&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6idnWXMhiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/1qJHNl7tmdc/s1600-h/DSC00693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6idnWXMhiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/1qJHNl7tmdc/s320/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163550272123602466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Xiao Long trying to peep at his mistress showering&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6idqmXMhjI/AAAAAAAAAgc/If0wGfj3ygM/s1600-h/300120081535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6idqmXMhjI/AAAAAAAAAgc/If0wGfj3ygM/s320/300120081535.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163550327958177330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Wendy's younger sister came over to visit Xiao Long on how he's adapting at my house&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6idvmXMhkI/AAAAAAAAAgk/BjYMZBz1E2k/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6idvmXMhkI/AAAAAAAAAgk/BjYMZBz1E2k/s320/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163550413857523266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;"Family photo" of Xiao Long, Wendy &amp; I after taking him out for a walk for the first time at my neighbourhood part. So loving, Wendy and I are wearing the same colour shirt some more. LOL.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8283984272162709206?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8283984272162709206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8283984272162709206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8283984272162709206' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R6idm2XMhhI/AAAAAAAAAgM/GFAyEZT5fOw/s72-c/010220081536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-6422203441758403610</id><published>2008-02-05T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T08:47:35.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been busily happy&lt;/b&gt; nowadays that I don't really have the time to do my updates online. So here's what has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy finally left me... To head to Beijing for holidays with her family, while leaving her dear baby doggy Xiao Long with me. Xiao Long has been adapting well enough, even though I know he misses his mistress and his rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Wendy was missing for the first night, he tried waiting for her return and barked a few times to say he missed her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Xiao Long is really a spoiled doggy, like to stick with people. He sticks to me now and there was that time I went clubbing with Kee Siong at dBl O after my company group's Dinner &amp; Dance at Goodwood Park Hotel. When I returned home late, my morning said he didn't sleep as I'm not home and he also barked as well. My parents had to open their room door so that he don't feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The D&amp;D was entertaining on the whole and the food was nice. At clubbing, I also took the chance to drink a bit of alcohol to relax with Kee Siong. But somehow I feel, clubbing feeling is not the same anymore. Maybe because Kee Siong was tired and sleepy down there as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the dog, I decide to go home early, Along the way home, I also talked to Maki on phone as I guessed she feel bored and lonely. Its very rare for her to SMS me in the middle of the night as normally we chat on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, been taking care of the dog well, bring him out for a run or walk after I come home from work. I need to exercise for my IPPT next week &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nights I had to transmit live telecast to Beijing so that Wendy and her family can see their dog via the webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday&lt;/b&gt;, I finally managed to see Akiko for lunch, a new friend I made online, who happens to be Vel's coursemate in nursing during poly-days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She happened to be taking a CPR exam in Bukit Merah central, a few bus-stops away from my working place, and so we decide to meet up, and like usually online, we had a good chat over lunch. Its nice seeing her, who like her photos and what I think of of her a cute-looking and open-minded person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Speaking about catching up live&lt;/b&gt;, its been a long time I catch up with my west-sider gang people. Especially two of the members became one couple. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also so many other people I need to find time to ctach up with. Blah, I don't want to put them on queue. If I can fins time to meet them out, then I'll meet. Too busy. Jeffery hen mang man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-6422203441758403610?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/6422203441758403610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/6422203441758403610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6422203441758403610' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-771595188074073969</id><published>2008-01-30T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T08:02:21.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Xiao Long In The House!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xiao Long&lt;/b&gt; and Wendy arrived at my house to stay for the night. Mistress Wendy was worried that doggy Xiao Long could not adapt to the new environment, and also scared that Xiao Long might think she's abandoning him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she came to stay to accompany him for a start, and also, teach me how to take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Long was active and excited about my house and along with it, my whole family. Running up and down non-stop. Wendy and I had quite a time entertaining him and teaching him manners, especially when he occasionally likes to "hug and hub" on people's legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't pee and poo for the whole time and we were worried how and where he would do it. But by midnight, both Wendy and I were shagged and went early to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Long was pretty restless through the night, and woke us up several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am by my dad to clear up a big pee and poo mess at the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am a bit tired, luckily I'm still all right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-771595188074073969?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/771595188074073969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/771595188074073969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#771595188074073969' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-25342170513978179</id><published>2008-01-27T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:50:19.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy &amp; Busy Weekend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finally&lt;/b&gt; I got to enjoy my well-deserved weekend break after a whole two weeks of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling happy and satisfied with my busy weekend =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, 24 hours is not enough like what Akiko said. So much things to do but so little time. And I'm feeling tired right now. Gonna let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday evening:&lt;/b&gt; Went to see Wendy as the emcee and singing performance at Si Ma Lu area. She was initially worried about her first time being emcee, but I think she did quite well. Her singing performance was especially great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ynX2XMhfI/AAAAAAAAAf8/t91e5I000PY/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ynX2XMhfI/AAAAAAAAAf8/t91e5I000PY/s320/DSC00683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160183301231379954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Wendy on stage singing =)&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ynX2XMhgI/AAAAAAAAAgE/3hx_umcE9Nc/s1600-h/DSC00684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ynX2XMhgI/AAAAAAAAAgE/3hx_umcE9Nc/s320/DSC00684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160183301231379970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Signs of Chinese New Year...&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymx2XMhaI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Ltlu18xQ1vY/s1600-h/DSC00685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymx2XMhaI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Ltlu18xQ1vY/s320/DSC00685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160182648396350882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;...coming!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday night:&lt;/b&gt; And after that, I went clubbing with the Foodie Club people. There were Sharon, Kenneth, James, Tara, Teck, Deb and Vel. The place is St. James's Power House. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymx2XMhbI/AAAAAAAAAfc/RDenADRyneA/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymx2XMhbI/AAAAAAAAAfc/RDenADRyneA/s320/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160182648396350898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Vel and I outside St. James =)&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause for celebration was that Deb's going to Australia for her studies again, as well as they were celebrating early for Vel's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know they play R&amp;B Hiphop on Saturday night. Usually I thought it was always trance and house music. Anyway, everyone enjoyed the music and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to club once in a long while, especially after a hectic period of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday morning and afternoon:&lt;/b&gt; Sursprisingly after a night of clubbing, I was windsurfing the next morning with my buddy Zhan En. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels good to enjoy the sun, sand, sea and the breeze. The morning wind was good and manageable and I did pretty well for the first half. Maybe I was too tired, so my second half of the time, I wasn't sure what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was great session, when after that we chat and tanned ourselves a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymymXMhcI/AAAAAAAAAfk/56eYaPdh6IU/s1600-h/DSC00689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymymXMhcI/AAAAAAAAAfk/56eYaPdh6IU/s320/DSC00689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160182661281252802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Why does "Felicia Chin" need to buy her own endorsed products?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the windsurfing session, we headed down to Plaza Singapura. Zhan En shopped for her cosmetics and abit of clothing stuff before we had a quick lunch, buying some delicious French soup from a stall there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nice drinking soup in the cold rain. Enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home for a short nap to prepare myself for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday night:&lt;/b&gt; At night, Vel, Gen, Wendy and I met up for dinner at a Chinese restaurant at West Mall where we ordered plenty of good cuisines in celebration for Vel's upcoming birthday. We all had a good chat on almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued our chatting session at a kopi place also at West Mall, where we ordered hot drinks while to continue to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymy2XMhdI/AAAAAAAAAfs/lKIBCW2dvq4/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymy2XMhdI/AAAAAAAAAfs/lKIBCW2dvq4/s320/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160182665576220114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Gen taking photo, so I took her side view.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymzGXMheI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3iXVXp--2Lw/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ymzGXMheI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3iXVXp--2Lw/s320/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160182669871187426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Wendy and I (both tired).&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-25342170513978179?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/25342170513978179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/25342170513978179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#25342170513978179' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R5ynX2XMhfI/AAAAAAAAAf8/t91e5I000PY/s72-c/DSC00683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1803674895251098085</id><published>2008-01-25T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T01:02:14.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Beer Break Date&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finally&lt;/b&gt; my freelance job is done and I got the money for it, as well as there's more ease on me as my next magazine issue is coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now. Especially after tendering my resignation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with BB just now, to have dinner together at Rochor after her violin session. After that she went for a short meeting with her friends for her upcoming singing performance nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for her carrying her violin, I check out my Chinese Zodiac horoscope reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'm getting more wealth soon like it said, and also be less tmeperamental and less angry. I wanna be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, her singing employers drove us to fetch her sis and then we went to her house, to get hthe Hoegarden beer she got from her HK trip. BB also brought her cute and very active doggy, Xiao Long. He's really like a soft toy and he's also very human after listening to BB's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its just nice to have a chit-chat with beer after a hell of a time at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went for a walk with her dog. Its really nice and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad I'm a little tired and a bit high on just one pint of beer. Too long didn't drink I guess. But still, I hope to go out with BB again. Its great going out with her to relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1803674895251098085?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1803674895251098085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1803674895251098085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1803674895251098085' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8881940203920394265</id><published>2008-01-23T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:49:41.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Busy For Peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tendering&lt;/b&gt; my resignation certainly made me feel better. My bosses call me into office to talk about about me and my career path. I didn't talk about the unhappiness that my boss gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad they are still concern on where I'm going after my current job and I told them I'm going to do multimedia again. Perhaps, there's still differences between publishing and multimedia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked about what I did, and how my heart and attitude felt when I do my work, which is very much truful. I talk about my work processes. All these was not about me, its about how I can do my job better so I can contribute more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much my boss took in, but everyone agreed my attitude is good and positive. Perhaps this job doesn't suit me anymore due to my boss' ever increasing demand, I just can't take the workload, which doesn't make sense when I'm having time constraints, yet wanted me to improve this at that without considering my workload and my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more time, I need more help. Yet, I'm expected to do most on my own, which is impossible to achieve such perfection. I'm human, not a machine. I design with my feelings being invested into the design. I agree the boss have the authority and that certain experience, but there's a need to communicate for me to learn to improve as well as to achieve the ever-changing demands. Without, nothing can be achieve to the demands exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosses have expectations, I also have expectations from bosses as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even after I officially resigned, I hope I can finish up my latest magazine issue, well enough and pass down my work to the next incoming designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'm just to busy with my dayjob and "night" job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8881940203920394265?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8881940203920394265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8881940203920394265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8881940203920394265' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-548697561726188434</id><published>2008-01-22T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:01:32.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Quit You, I Didn't Quit My Work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have been&lt;/b&gt; working hard these days. After my weekend burn, I was also working on my freelance project. But these past working days at my day job has been tiring as there a lot of work to be done, and in the end I had to stay back to finish as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also seeing when I can tender my resignation since Sunday. Its not that my boss pissed me off to do that again, but I think its better that I tender before taking my bonus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I tender after my bonus, I might be deem a typical undedicated worker to just takes bonus and leave a company. I'm not that kind. Second thing is that, I need to give one-month notice, and I need to leave at end of February to start my new design job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fate knows my wish and answer my prayers, somehow.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I've been working tirelessly these days, working till late. Today was the same. I worked till 8.30pm and I thought I could finally leave. But my boss suddenly asked me to print all the finished pages for him to make a mock-up and go and check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the process, my boss found that I made a mistake on the pagination nubering on some of the pages and got temperamental, again. And then he was angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew everyone was tired after a day's work. I'm not ready to fight either. But I told him, the pagination document paper, one that helps check and control what page is what article and what page number for it, has been changed several times, and its all messily written with all the changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like I shifted a whole strech of pages to the back, and then whole strech front again. By changing those, I had to change my file names, and the pages' page numbers. I even did check several times this morning with my lady boss, for fearing there might be error at the back pages of the magazine, and I thought it was all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong, I missed out the front pages and there were errors I didn't realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And worst, who is the one suppose to be monitoring that pagination document? My boss! And he didn't always update on a fresh new paper, he just write and scribble all over that paper. He finds computing this control check documents a waste of time..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I kanna from my boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I've been rushing on many other stuff of the magazine. I don't have time for everything, but I was pretty much doing things steady. The process was slow as there's really alot of work. Especially there is 90% overhaul changes within the last week or so, a waste of productive time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss didn't scold me but he reprimanded me badly. Especially saying that I didn't put in mh heart into my work, which he said several times. That is like stabbing me right in my heart as I knew damn well that I always do my best for my designing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, his ever over-demanding and inappreciation.. no, its not even inappreciation, his depreciation of what he look my character is just unbelieveable both an insult and total disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he tahan all my small bad working ethics of MSNing during work time even I'm just an employee, and said he gave me chance. And even got the cheek to say he's also an employee under his aunt but never dared to fallshort on his effort in growing the company. (Yeh, he made himself like he did a lot, then who did all the ground work?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he carried on with his depreciative reprimanding, grieviences just grow overwhelmingly in my heart and I simply teared and cried. It was tears of grieviences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't broke into anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I gave him enough face that he and my lady boss had a guest around and yet, look at him, he didn't gave mercy in reprimanding me in front of his guest..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry, as I know angry would make me not to do my work well, which is very much against my general principle as I had always wanted to do a good job before I leave this company, to prove that I was never such a lousy worker. That's why I kept on delaying my resignation tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my boss' attitude towards me is just real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After end of his reprimanding, he ask me if I really got that true heart and passion to work with his team (more like his Kingdom) or choose to leave? Maybe he's just too good a boss for me, or even too bad a boss he is to his employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If I'm the second worker leaving the same job, under the kind of same situation as my predecessor deisgner, I doubt he's a good boss at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired and tearing from grieviences, somewhat glad my ordeal is over, and he ask that good question, I said, "I wanna go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they left from the office, with some console from my lady boss and their guestleaving, I finally throw my resignation letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I felt freed and relieved. I finally did it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thgouht I wasn't happy after that reprimadation even after I did what I wish to, I felt that I'm at peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the right thing for myself =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-548697561726188434?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/548697561726188434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/548697561726188434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#548697561726188434' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3989568999314764529</id><published>2008-01-17T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:46:25.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Road is Long and Winding...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recently&lt;/b&gt; I wasn't feeling well. Not only that I was physically sick coming home from office yesterday, as I had caught a flu from my colleagues with very cold air-con in office. Even now, my body is still feeling abit unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, nearing to the months end, my work is increasing. When I thought I finsihed 80% of the whole magazine, things like to change (90% due to non-personal human factor) and then it became 50% completed only. Never seem to complete the magazine. The feeling of every issue just get worse and worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend, I'm expecting a weekend burn. But I hope its only Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention I have a very bugging freelance work right now, and now I think its such a hassle, especially when I'm tired and sick these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And working environment just doesn't improve as well. Sometimes I'm not sure what I'm working for in short-term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for long term, I have only one goal. Go to Paris, France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I said I should be going diving within another couple of months, I'm not sure I could do that if I'm going Hong Kong in March even though my air tickets are sponsored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing I'm worried is time that I have devote into my new work in another couple of months. Tentatively, I'm updated that my new workplace would be working temporary from home as there are problems cropping up with the location of future company. And so I'm expected to work from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I'm expected to do marketing and sales for my future, which I accepted these propositions as I want to do more than design. I am young and creative now, but I'm not going to be that creative when I'm old and slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sales is required, transportation becomes an aspect of the job, and most probably I might be learning driving if needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I think I'm gonna be better than my current boss who's 10 years in publishing, working only in SALES and MARKETING. Yeh, he do these aspects very well. But I find that that in MANAGING, ORGANISING and COORDINATING, he's really not putting effort to do them. Not to mention and TECHNICAL stuff wise, he still might need some books for dummies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ideal sales engineer is able to deliver the high quality with optimised amount of work for a production worker as he had the knowledge of undersatnding of how work is being processed from ground level into a product and a service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give two examples today of how disappointing my boss is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, without browsing through a CD the client gave, he just simply threw me the whole damn thing and tell me to do layout. Without doing that, I could have do a design with images that are what client needed and with those images that are not suppose to be in as well. This is how he passes the job down to his junior worker. How irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, to prevent mistakes of editorials errors, especially of those which are important to a client, I used time to create a list of specific details and contacts that we needed to check every featured brands' contacts and other important details are correct, and its to good thing to reference when we want to do double-checks of these things in our magazine to prevent and mistakes and fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, what I get from, "What a waste of time doing this thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in my mind, I asked, "So you're gonna check things randomly and when they are mistakes going through loopholes, I'll be the one who will be blame and say I am the one who didn't check properly when you're the one who has the most time to do so?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God, that set of words just vindicate me leaving his company. I'm glad I made the right decision. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother to do things extra. But then I realised, I did it because I needed to protect myself from these kind of injustices I had from my boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put in effort and work to make things right, and all you can do is reprimand, nag, whine on me when things go wrong. Pui. You're not worthy to be a boss. You're simply a businessman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I have time to play this weekend. I hope I can survive through and hopefully get to Chinese New Year soon, get my bonus and my pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3989568999314764529?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3989568999314764529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3989568999314764529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3989568999314764529' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4204977086749714299</id><published>2008-01-16T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:31:51.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Wanna LAUGH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R42kjD9lwGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/s0bDXbIhZbs/s1600-h/JokeOfTheCentury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R42kjD9lwGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/s0bDXbIhZbs/s320/JokeOfTheCentury.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155958070675095650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4204977086749714299?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4204977086749714299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4204977086749714299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4204977086749714299' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R42kjD9lwGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/s0bDXbIhZbs/s72-c/JokeOfTheCentury.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-123700925663665725</id><published>2008-01-15T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:30:21.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WORK IS BORING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R4zQ6z9lwEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IRVnPQH67H8/s1600-h/J_in_Bus02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R4zQ6z9lwEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IRVnPQH67H8/s320/J_in_Bus02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155725382231900226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm so unmotivated these days&lt;/b&gt;, that even my freelance project I'm stalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally have nothing to look forward to at work these days. Just do and finish them, and hope they don't get rejected, especially those I put my heart to work on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, day in, day out, just looking for for lunch, looking forward to the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lunch with kakis and chatting online with Ryl Ryl with all the nonsense are the best times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, its like crawling under the hot sun in a desert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sizzzzzzz...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not like I'm not having fun, its like I'm totally not enjoying my work. Though in my heart I do them professionally slowly, steady without rushing them, didn't anyhow do. I think passion isn't there and its not fun without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I'm going, I don't know where to go. I just feel so tired walking alone in thie desert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-123700925663665725?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/123700925663665725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/123700925663665725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#123700925663665725' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R4zQ6z9lwEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/IRVnPQH67H8/s72-c/J_in_Bus02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8574511818881613915</id><published>2008-01-15T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:59:24.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Got "Hit" by God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saw this&lt;/b&gt; from Shian's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love."&lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool. Makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And well wishes&lt;/b&gt; for June and Sheryl. Both of them are sick, and hope they get well soon and be lively again. Especially June, she's in a bad shape, not round like a ball liao, got dent here and there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8574511818881613915?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8574511818881613915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8574511818881613915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8574511818881613915' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3724120547434305467</id><published>2008-01-13T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:47:20.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Great Saturday, Working Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another weekend&lt;/b&gt; coming to an end again. This weekend, I'm having a mix feeling about it. I am working on my freelance job today, nothing much except working my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for my Saturday, it was really, really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with windsurfing with Zane again, and I had a great session. Though the wind died most of the times, it was good enough to sail and surf anywhere I wanna go and at my will. I'm getting better at this sport! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zane didn't had a really good session though. She windsurfed out couldn't get back because the wind was blowing her away from the beach, and more often the wind is just to weak or simply died. I was thinking of getting her her rescue boat, but I decided to go and find her by hand paddling my board to her all the way from the beach. She was on her way back by hand paddling too but it was just too tiring a thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I paddled with her back to the beach halfway where she got picked up by the rescue boat by her coaches who taught her wind surfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me I paddled all the way back on my own as the boat couldn't pick anymore people. Anyway, I'm man enough to paddle back my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be nuts. Think I paddled almost a kilometre out to the sea and back to the beach. Luckily, there's no aches for my arms, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the windsurf, Zane and I went to Suntec's Food Republic for lunch again. I ordered plenty of food as I was really hungry. But for Zane, she was dieting and the lunch was her really first whole meal for two days. Good for her that she's making the way she wanted to be. Hope she take care of her health too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we walked all the way to Bugis where I had my haircut at Bugis Junctions' Jean Yip Hair Salon. I decided to give up finding a cheaper salon and just for that salon anyway. After that, we went for shopping at Bugis Street again. And as usuaul, its never boring shopping with Zane as I could advise on her wear. Seeing her happy makes me happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad, she didn't got her special dress with weavings. Too bad she says it might not fit her, if not I would go buy it for her even though she didn't buy it as she thought that the price was a bit steep. But seeing her dilemmatic to want it, just make me want to buy it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after shopping, I ate my dinner at Toast Box and then after, we walked to Selegie Road when we had the famous Rochor Tao Huay You Cha Gui as recommended by Zane. And it was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind Zane even bought some for her friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have tao bao more for my own too :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3724120547434305467?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3724120547434305467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3724120547434305467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3724120547434305467' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7996873490800811258</id><published>2008-01-12T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:37:25.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Birthday Wishes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;These&lt;/b&gt; are my next coming birthday wishes, hope you all can help fulfill them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Gen says she wanted a LV item for her birthday. If that that is going to happen for her for giving or co-sharing something like that to give her, I think I would want something luxury branded too (so I don't "lugi", kekeke). But don't be surprised if I'm gonna sell it for cash. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) One of the things I certainly need right now is a new handphone. My cranky handphone seems to recover from its period of weird dysfuction and is working well... for now. But I guess I'll have to change it soon. Just get me any latest new multimedia handphone will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Currently, I do not have an MP3 player. Normally I listen music via my handphone but my handfree earphones are spoiled already. So currently, I'm listening to music on one ear phone. That's why I maybe half-deaf and unbalance these days. Not to mention its not jog-friendly to use when I wanna go for my run or jogging =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you all can get something that can combine 2) and 3), it'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you don't want to get anything of those I mentioned above and can't think of any birthday gifts to give me, I suggest you just give ang pow. I'm saving up for overseas trips like France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's really all I need for my realistic birthday wishes. For a non-realistic one, I rather get a genie who listen to my wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance! =D Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7996873490800811258?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7996873490800811258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7996873490800811258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7996873490800811258' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-2853489144114942678</id><published>2008-01-10T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:24:08.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;泪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;b&gt;迷路兵&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5XoEulX-DY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5XoEulX-DY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;深夜里 无法习惯没有你&lt;br /&gt;不愿你 再走下去&lt;br /&gt;这距离 痛得我不能呼吸&lt;br /&gt;难忘记 你的失去&lt;br /&gt;多少眼泪 都无所谓&lt;br /&gt;我闭上眼睛 不能入睡&lt;br /&gt;只希望你 给我一些安慰&lt;br /&gt;这些眼泪 我无所谓&lt;br /&gt;真心的对待 最珍贵&lt;br /&gt;我回头想起 爱情的甜美&lt;br /&gt;永远不后悔&lt;br /&gt;深夜里 无法习惯没有你&lt;br /&gt;不愿你 再走下去&lt;br /&gt;这距离 痛得我不能呼吸&lt;br /&gt;难忘记 你的失去&lt;br /&gt;多少眼泪 都无所谓&lt;br /&gt;我闭上眼睛 不能入睡&lt;br /&gt;只希望你 给我一些安慰&lt;br /&gt;这些眼泪 我无所谓&lt;br /&gt;真心的对待 最珍贵&lt;br /&gt;我回头想起 爱情的甜美&lt;br /&gt;永远不后悔 &lt;br /&gt;牵领我进入睡梦 追随&lt;br /&gt;重温过去 我们两梦中相依偎&lt;br /&gt;虽是梦幻 愿沉醉 &lt;br /&gt;多少眼泪 都无所谓&lt;br /&gt;我闭上眼睛 不能入睡&lt;br /&gt;只希望你给我一些安慰 &lt;br /&gt;这些眼泪 我无所谓&lt;br /&gt;真心的对待 最珍贵&lt;br /&gt;我回头想起 爱情的甜美&lt;br /&gt;永远不后悔 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever since&lt;/b&gt; I hear Alvin singing at the KTV last session, been lovin' this cool song, try to pick up this song and practise singing on it! I love rock song! Yeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-2853489144114942678?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2853489144114942678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2853489144114942678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2853489144114942678' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4355576679311383442</id><published>2008-01-09T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:00:50.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dinner @ Jerry's!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R4T6hj9lwDI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lgoMHuzSBic/s1600-h/FoodiesClub_Jerrys_080108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R4T6hj9lwDI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lgoMHuzSBic/s320/FoodiesClub_Jerrys_080108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153519328114884658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/b&gt; Foodies' Club held its first outing for the year 2008, dinner at Jerry's at Club Street. Many newbies turn up (I'm not newbie, I'm somewhere "in-between").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people, the food and the atmosphere was great. Got to talk to a few new people I knew, get to know about the different lifestyles people lead nowadays, from bumming to the extravagant travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the food, I had a clam choder soup for starters, and it was great, the texture is just nice and the quantity is big and nice for a fan of it. My main dish a Veal Sausage with Whipped Potato. It was lovely too, and adding its famous spicy sauce, its even greater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, most of the regulars went to Adria's place at Tras Street just a walk down, Wine Affaire where most of them had win again. For me, I didn't drink as I caught a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason gave us a ride home for the Westies (those living in the west side of Singapore). The moment I reach my bed, I just concussed as I'm dead sick and tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4355576679311383442?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4355576679311383442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4355576679311383442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4355576679311383442' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R4T6hj9lwDI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lgoMHuzSBic/s72-c/FoodiesClub_Jerrys_080108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1160530760882286270</id><published>2008-01-06T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:51:57.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Windsurf x Prata Lunch x KBox KTV!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had a fun day today =)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3_E2z9lwAI/AAAAAAAAAec/5R7lJ8RkYQo/s1600-h/DSC00668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3_E2z9lwAI/AAAAAAAAAec/5R7lJ8RkYQo/s320/DSC00668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152052944675651586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went windsurfing with Zane and her another two friends. It was really cool windsurfing session. This time, I didn't got myself stuck somewhere and couldn't get back my own. The sun, sea and the wind were all great and just nice for beginners like us to practise. I did a lot of good moves and turnings. But I don't why my board is like "drifting" like a car drift instead of going straight =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3_E3T9lwBI/AAAAAAAAAek/sovL3vfbbeY/s1600-h/DSC00670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3_E3T9lwBI/AAAAAAAAAek/sovL3vfbbeY/s320/DSC00670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152052953265586194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3_E3T9lwCI/AAAAAAAAAes/s72xnJqt78o/s1600-h/DSC00245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3_E3T9lwCI/AAAAAAAAAes/s72xnJqt78o/s320/DSC00245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152052953265586210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the windsurf, Zane and I were hungry. And so, we just went for lunch together at Suntec City, eating prata which she wanted. Ordered the paper prata for her, which is coated with honey. Something which she never try before and she's happy becos' its nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) Glad we had a good meal and a good chat and catch-up, kinda miss her as she busy these days, we rarely chatted like before now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parted and she went to meet her friend while I go meet mine. Was suppose to have a KTV at the Chevrons club. So I went to meet up with Huiyan who's working on Saturday at her office nearby around Millenia Walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I waited and waited, till i had to head for Starbucks for some ice mocha. She's really busy, but too bad her earnings stays the same even though she worked so hard.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Last minute, I decided to ask Alvin to change singing KTV in the city area since Huiyan and I are there already and was to benefit June to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner at Suntec's foodcourt, we all headed for KBox. Huiyan and I decided to dedicate and sing many Yanzi songs. Lol. Cos' its gonna be mostly attended by Yanzi fans =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although June didn't come in the end due to her work, we all enjoyed the session and sang our fill. I think Huiyan and I sang over 20 plus of Yanzi songs. She even did the dance for the Yanzi song, "Gu Chi Gu Chi"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O! Alvin and I were just in a state of unbelieve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got to video her dance down =P Can blackmail her.. Keke..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1160530760882286270?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1160530760882286270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1160530760882286270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1160530760882286270' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3_E2z9lwAI/AAAAAAAAAec/5R7lJ8RkYQo/s72-c/DSC00668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-2132580267257219864</id><published>2008-01-04T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T03:32:02.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How I Want To Be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeap.&lt;/b&gt; Its late now and I'm still not asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a new action demo game till now.. Things have be crossing my mind. I am having fun but it seems so short-lived. Its nothing but a temporary illusion in the gaming world. I'm sick of coming home doing nothing else but playing game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, I seem to be living alone. Yes, I do have a family, but I don't talk to them much about my daily going-ons and my problems. Its no big deal anyway these days, as I'm just living my life by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really need someone to really encourage me to move on with my sickening life. Yes, I should be happy that I'm going to change job soon. Maybe I just need someone to talk to. Been crapping and laming too much with my friends online. So illusioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need company. One-on-one company =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF course, I have my best friend, Elvin whom I can try to approach. But I think he always do nothing but laugh at me or simply lack of seriousness on my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my buddy, but I'm not sure she is too. She seem so busy at work, becos' chionging for her Australia trip on my birthday month =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* Totally no motivation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me either.. Lack of sense of achievement and satisfaction perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-2132580267257219864?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2132580267257219864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2132580267257219864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2132580267257219864' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5321989896821148351</id><published>2008-01-02T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:34:08.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2008's Day 2 Mood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sian =(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5321989896821148351?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5321989896821148351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5321989896821148351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5321989896821148351' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-2656681572676098851</id><published>2007-12-31T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T12:44:54.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Welcoming 2008!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finally&lt;/b&gt;, the new day of a new year is going to arrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a summarised conclusion for 2007, I think it sucks becos’ I missed out most of my 2007 old year resolutions. The comforting things are I gained some things and learnt some things that is no in my 2007 list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that is past, and I wish to move forward. So f**k off 2007, I hate you! You're of no positive progress at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the coming 2008, apart from getting a new job that I’ve waited for so long and hoping to get rid of my current job, here are some of my 2008 New Year resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Slim down and tone up to get in a nice shape of 49kg.&lt;br /&gt;2) Get a diving license.&lt;br /&gt;3) Go for a tour in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;4) Get a driving license.&lt;br /&gt;5) Get a girlfriend, and then dump her and get a new one again! (Okay, this one is a joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reach my goals, these are the principles I'll base on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Loyalty to money&lt;br /&gt;2) Leadership &lt;br /&gt;3) Discipline &lt;br /&gt;4) Professionalism &lt;br /&gt;5) Fighting spirit &lt;br /&gt;6) Ethics &lt;br /&gt;7) Care for love ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything more I’ll update again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-2656681572676098851?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2656681572676098851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2656681572676098851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2656681572676098851' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1934711887676102511</id><published>2007-12-29T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:50:19.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wedding Bells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3YJZT9lv_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/vh-EnM_DxMs/s1600-h/DSC00666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3YJZT9lv_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/vh-EnM_DxMs/s320/DSC00666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149313554404720626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just went&lt;/b&gt; for my cousin Deric's wedding engagement ceremony + high tea at Raffles Town Club. He's marrying my new cousin-in-law Jael. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3YJZD9lv9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/e4e6CzGzqYQ/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3YJZD9lv9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/e4e6CzGzqYQ/s320/DSC00663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149313550109753298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3YJZT9lv-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/kdvgMcMBSPw/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3YJZT9lv-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/kdvgMcMBSPw/s320/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149313554404720610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sure look perfect for each other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1934711887676102511?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1934711887676102511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1934711887676102511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1934711887676102511' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3YJZT9lv_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/vh-EnM_DxMs/s72-c/DSC00666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7825080438159878897</id><published>2007-12-28T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T08:56:51.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"I Am Legend"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bear-bear = Jeffery&lt;/b&gt;. So this is what a legend is about =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pass ah June her Chirstmas gift (its not a belated Christmas gift, Chirstmas last for 12 days!) and went to watch the movie "I Am Legend"  acted by Will Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised that she bought a gift in return too. A bright coloured T-shirt. Its a nice shirt. Hope I can wear it when I don't have to be so serious on my attire code events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is nicely made but the story theory goes a bit like that of "Cast Away". There's psychology breaking down as there is social isolationism, and there is reaching of the purpose of the main character. But there is also a bit of the aftermath which made the story go non-climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way to describe it is like having sex but the orgasm didn't come in the end even though its almost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7825080438159878897?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7825080438159878897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7825080438159878897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7825080438159878897' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8823237107278394991</id><published>2007-12-25T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T12:11:05.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Open your presents!&lt;/b&gt; Now, let's take alook at my presents I received. Pretty practical they are but I love them, and I love the people who gave them to me even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On last Sunday, Zane and I went to watch the movie National Treasure: The Book of Secrets. It was a nice and exciting movie, but I prefer the first National Treasure movie which the treasure hunt's clues were more intricate within histories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And talking about movies, I received free movie vouchers from my cute agent Evon. And I thank her too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And first gift I would show is one given by my dear Zane, wrapped in my favourite bear-bear wrapping paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3B_sD9lv7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/mwaNKggHQBo/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3B_sD9lv7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/mwaNKggHQBo/s320/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147754769039081394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Focus!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her gift was practical. She knew I broke my water bottle and simply gave me another one. But what's on the bottle itself contains some wise advices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Focus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you completely focus on where you want to go, the world steps aside to let you pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you set a goal you cannot foresee the difficulties and obstacles that await you. You can only see one thing clearly, and that is your goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create a crystal clear image of your goal in your mind and hold it in your heart. Your focus will be a compass that will guide you through the unknown territory you will travel, and the obstacles you will overcome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope whatever is wisely written there works for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be lost after I realised what I always worked hard and focused on may not always I get, something I learn it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be focus again. Viva France! Viva France!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now for the&lt;/b&gt; second gift I'm showing is the one from the gift exchange from my west-side gang that Friday. I got a hanging pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3B_sD9lv8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/ck6SDbUhp-8/s1600-h/DSC00660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3B_sD9lv8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/ck6SDbUhp-8/s320/DSC00660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147754769039081410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great for putting my stuff when my pants is tight =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8823237107278394991?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8823237107278394991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8823237107278394991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8823237107278394991' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R3B_sD9lv7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/mwaNKggHQBo/s72-c/DSC00658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1847700982894230179</id><published>2007-12-22T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T01:49:27.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Getting..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.. poorer and poorer&lt;/b&gt; this month. I really spent a lot this month and I'm getting into small debts here and there, but fortunately people are also having  credits on me so I'm quite balanced in terms of debt and credit management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention splurging on Christmas gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I think I better stop going out partying for this Christmas Day's Eve and New Year Day's Eve. I am sick of clubbing, financially. I can still go clubbing but I doubt I could spend anymore on drinks. Not to mention the bloody cab fares have increased significantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have been clubbing every weekend since ZoukOut. Its time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrating Early Christmas with My West-Side Gang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went out to celebrate&lt;/b&gt; Christmas with my west-side gang with a small gathering with some good food and fun. They are Huiyan (Faith), Shiling, Chee Wee, Alvin (Chipmunk), Kelly and Hong Yun (Thomas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went to eat at a coffeeshop's restaurant near Holland V for a good dinner. We ordered many variety of dishes and they are all very nice, but surprisingly the price is cheaper than I expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v34j9lv5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/Tm95lzsxLj0/s1600-h/Xmas2007_WG02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v34j9lv5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/Tm95lzsxLj0/s320/Xmas2007_WG02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146479550299226002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Cheap but yummy dinner!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we headed down to Holland V's Hagen Daz for some desserts while exchanging our Chirstmas gifts. I bought something which is suitable for both guys and girls to consume, and personally wrapped the gift with recycled materials and it came our nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly was the one who got my gift and I hope she likes it. And I got my gift from Chee Wee which is a hanging pouch, just in time for use to put my wallet and handphone in as my jeans are too tight for those personal items &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Chee Wee = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v34z9lv6I/AAAAAAAAAds/w2VqluoIJc4/s1600-h/Xmas2007_WG04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v34z9lv6I/AAAAAAAAAds/w2VqluoIJc4/s320/Xmas2007_WG04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146479554594193314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Ice cream scoops for desserts&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v34T9lv4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/QyJhFw8elKA/s1600-h/Xmas2007_WG01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v34T9lv4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/QyJhFw8elKA/s320/Xmas2007_WG01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146479546004258690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;My mystery gift wrapped. Nice?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dessert session, we all headed down happily to the nearby Settlers Cafe where we had fun for about 2 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are definitely better (and cheaper) than clubbing =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1847700982894230179?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1847700982894230179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1847700982894230179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1847700982894230179' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v34j9lv5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/Tm95lzsxLj0/s72-c/Xmas2007_WG02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5290699093571478997</id><published>2007-12-20T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T01:25:22.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lancing Lancing @ Movida x MoS Hop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went clubbing last night.&lt;/b&gt; Totally no kick for the drinks. I guess I didn't really drink enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all the clubbing was movie at Plaza Singapura with Chee Wee, Shiling, Huiyan and Alvin, to watch the show "Alvin and the Chipmunks". It was funny as the movie kept on calling on for our friend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I got down to St. James for the Foodies Club's lancing lancing event at Movida, St. James. And there were Vel, Sharon, Thomas, Vanessa, Gabriel, Tara, James and Travis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v2sT9lv3I/AAAAAAAAAdU/RVJfg4Oq3Vw/s1600-h/LLMM_00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v2sT9lv3I/AAAAAAAAAdU/RVJfg4Oq3Vw/s320/LLMM_00.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146478240334200690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Latino Live @ Movida!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vel drank a lot and I'm sure others should have drank a lot too. But it just seems to me they're not partying as crazy as the last time. Even I wasn't so heat up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling a bit demoralised after so many people giving negative comments on my shirt which I bought from J.B. Liew. Gen was saying the shirt's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What "Ah Beng" lah, "Gay" lah. Maybe its too floral and I guessed it doesn't really all add up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sucks lah. Spoiled my mood then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, June and Chee Keong got to join me at Movida but I decided we should go somewhere which the music is more familiar to them, and so we just head down to the MoS. On my way, I changed that damn shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was all less than normal partying, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, C.K. was them to keep the mood lively, after such a long time I didn't see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2q3Xj9lv0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/NBNsj2wJ50o/s1600-h/LLMM_05.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2q3Xj9lv0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/NBNsj2wJ50o/s320/LLMM_05.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146127139642654530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2q3Xz9lv1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/tFaeQ-opGPU/s1600-h/LLMM_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2q3Xz9lv1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/tFaeQ-opGPU/s320/LLMM_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146127143937621842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2q3YT9lv2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/5aEV3l0pboo/s1600-h/LLMM_08.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2q3YT9lv2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/5aEV3l0pboo/s320/LLMM_08.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146127152527556450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5290699093571478997?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5290699093571478997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5290699093571478997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#5290699093571478997' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2v2sT9lv3I/AAAAAAAAAdU/RVJfg4Oq3Vw/s72-c/LLMM_00.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7964375504944392880</id><published>2007-12-17T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T08:31:07.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey, Hey, Its Wakeboarding Time =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So much for going&lt;/b&gt; at breakneck speed. My neck actually is aching right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that for all the fun I get I do for wakeboarding at Batam Cableski Park yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7964375504944392880?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7964375504944392880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7964375504944392880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7964375504944392880' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-2995129768931092140</id><published>2007-12-15T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T15:16:53.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;STRONG&gt;Happy 2nd Birthday MoS!&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2N6Kz9lvxI/AAAAAAAAAck/EQIB_i3rBq4/s1600-h/MoS_2ndAnv_141207_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144089525553053458 style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2N6Kz9lvxI/AAAAAAAAAck/EQIB_i3rBq4/s320/MoS_2ndAnv_141207_01.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;"The Big 2"&lt;/B&gt; is the name of the event of MoS's 2nd Anniversary Birthday. And that's what I went for yestedray without even realising its my beloved club's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems so fast, time sure flies. But MoS is not exactly the place its used to be. But In time, its gonna come back I think. Owing to competition from newere clubs and bars, MoS crowd is lesser but still its a hip place as more foreigners and ang mo gores there. And also more kiddos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though its this way, I guess there are pros-and-cons. Kiddos bring in the youthfulness "old" people can't do. Foreigners bring in the hyp and open-ness. In Time local clubbing culture could be a very different and more happening thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Anyway&lt;/B&gt; along with Vel and Gen, there's Hong Yun, Kelly and her triple of friends, Alvin, Huiyan, and even Eric went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went Smoove floor of cos'. The place wasn't happening at first becos' the club staff were directing all of the people to the Main Arena to attend the event for the club's birthday, which most of us weren't actually interested. But becos' of the suspension of entry into Smoove, and the floor got cold, Gen, Vel and I went to the main arena. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang! First there was some Ostrich-feathered dancers trying to dance the Brazilian way. And then, there was a new young, band playing their gig down there for a performance demo. Initially I thought the whole gig was gonna be crap becos' I wanted to dance to some music, not attend a mini rock concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the young and hip band shown in their performance that they are passionate. Admiration for their professionalism. They really perform well and a couple of their song are nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2N6LD9lvyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OujhmST6Vn4/s1600-h/MoS_2ndAnv_141207_02.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144089529848020770 style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2N6LD9lvyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OujhmST6Vn4/s320/MoS_2ndAnv_141207_02.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2N6LD9lvzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/zMZXu3HZCfg/s1600-h/MoS_2ndAnv_141207_03.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144089529848020786 style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2N6LD9lvzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/zMZXu3HZCfg/s320/MoS_2ndAnv_141207_03.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H4&gt;Gig play @ MoS!&lt;/H4&gt;But when after everything was over. We all headed back to Smoove and started grooving to the HipHop R&amp;amp;B music. Vel had to dance with us anyway, even though she doesn't really like "black" music. But Gen and I were just dancing our ass off at the dancefloor. Alvin was definitely grooving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7bc8bfea7c383a28" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7bc8bfea7c383a28%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330276805%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D152F0E33AD8AF771E121459BD307B599E2C0C1E0.59B59CD510953E416C6ED9BDE912679F06ABB638%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7bc8bfea7c383a28%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOreBylQ8txCniFF-ONq3lH973aM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7bc8bfea7c383a28%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330276805%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D152F0E33AD8AF771E121459BD307B599E2C0C1E0.59B59CD510953E416C6ED9BDE912679F06ABB638%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7bc8bfea7c383a28%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOreBylQ8txCniFF-ONq3lH973aM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Alvin dancing hard. The rest also giggled hard =P&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was also surprising to see Huiyan the Majongrella late at club, drinking more than I usually see her do, and moving her hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But definitely, it was thanks to Hong Yun and Kelly, who got us a bottle of Chivas, which made us all happy merrying and hipping all the way all nice! A THANK YOU to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the time, I was dancing and doing my thing with Gen and Alvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad everyone had fun =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-2995129768931092140?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2995129768931092140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2995129768931092140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2995129768931092140' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2N6Kz9lvxI/AAAAAAAAAck/EQIB_i3rBq4/s72-c/MoS_2ndAnv_141207_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8087712639394884313</id><published>2007-12-14T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T02:27:16.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My First Outing with Foodie Club Peeps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Becos' my mum's away&lt;/b&gt; from hom in Shanghai, I'll be having dinner take-aways, which I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I chose to join the Foodies Club from Facebook to have dinner together, even though it was without Vel. And the attendance was 15 in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Sharon, Kenneth, Gabriel and etc, etc, etc. I guessed the the lead actor should be Alan (the creator of Foodies Club) and his family, his wife, a dentist and their thrid child Nathan. And he's so cute. Kept taking my pictures with his mummy's handphone and trying to show me the pics after he just snapped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was nice with lots of good food, like there is the Shark's Fins in Spinach. Though the wole dinner was quite expensive but I guess it wasn't too bad a price to pay as it is less than housed restaurant, a restaurant in the Redhil HDB area.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we had, extremely, extremely nice donuts with sweet sugar-coatings from Australia brought in my Deborah who just came back to Singapore from there. The brand name is Kremie ... something, I forgot the brand but its really damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2F2gYHKADI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ois9V2C4Gp0/s1600-h/KremieDonuts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2F2gYHKADI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ois9V2C4Gp0/s320/KremieDonuts.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143522548034175026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very, very much better than Singapore's donuts craze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole dinner, we went to Adrian's own wine bar at Tanjong Pagar, Wine Affair, without the creator's familiy and a few of the members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2F2gIHKACI/AAAAAAAAAcU/_T8XaCZ3KAs/s1600-h/WineAffair01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2F2gIHKACI/AAAAAAAAAcU/_T8XaCZ3KAs/s320/WineAffair01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143522543739207714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, we had some good wine and chat. It was really nice even though I'm not talking much as I was tired after I woke up damn early for today's morning for a run with a rare dose of sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Foodies Club is really an interesting group to hang out with. Just to enjoy life and have fun. Will like to join them again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8087712639394884313?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8087712639394884313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8087712639394884313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8087712639394884313' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R2F2gYHKADI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ois9V2C4Gp0/s72-c/KremieDonuts.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-8227168836648431118</id><published>2007-12-12T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:25:38.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When Cute Things Gets..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1-2plQKNuI/AAAAAAAAAcM/c6ebESPlYQs/s1600-h/CutieSexualViolence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1-2plQKNuI/AAAAAAAAAcM/c6ebESPlYQs/s320/CutieSexualViolence.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143030124971177698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.. sexual violence!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. This is what happens when I gave my cousin Vel a "Christmas Tree". LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-8227168836648431118?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8227168836648431118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/8227168836648431118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8227168836648431118' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1-2plQKNuI/AAAAAAAAAcM/c6ebESPlYQs/s72-c/CutieSexualViolence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-512948313324935374</id><published>2007-12-12T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:45:21.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Everyday Rain..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well, its the monsoon&lt;/b&gt; season. So I wouldn't be complaining so much even though I really hate you. Making my mornings feel like in "Genting Highlands". My mood is more or less affected somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, rain now better than rain over my weekends, which I want sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can run my feet instead of running my nose. I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed an early Christmas gift to Evon. She said she's touched to get it all the way in rainy Woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One down, many to go. Still have X'mas gifts I haven't buy. Lol. Yesterday went Causeway Point also bought myself something instead of buying other people's gifts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-512948313324935374?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/512948313324935374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/512948313324935374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#512948313324935374' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1546464227856324262</id><published>2007-12-10T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:42:10.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Have..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;..fallen sick..&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this illness is something quite hard to detect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the symtoms are there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get hold of myself before this sickness lose control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1546464227856324262?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1546464227856324262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1546464227856324262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1546464227856324262' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-6621694938579470550</id><published>2007-12-09T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T19:52:48.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ZOUKOUT 2007!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vE6lQKNtI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pd7O3VJJFdE/s1600-h/ZoukOut2007_Night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vE6lQKNtI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pd7O3VJJFdE/s320/ZoukOut2007_Night.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141919910284900050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vE6VQKNsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/UvRUwZ0TLkA/s1600-h/ZoukOut2007_Morning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vE6VQKNsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/UvRUwZ0TLkA/s320/ZoukOut2007_Morning.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141919905989932738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;From night till daybreak!: Its just amazing to see show lights, laser lights, starlight and daylight at this ZoukOut altogether!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went for ZoukOut 2007&lt;/b&gt; last night, shaking from the night till morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally rocks man. Haven't been dancing so long for such a long time. And it feels really great as its quite an experience for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its the same for Sharon who finally came out on the temptation the very final minute to join me and Vel for this ZoukOut as it is gonna be the last ZoukOut on the Siloso Beach. Other than Sharon, Kenneth the army boy also joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting at Harbour Front Centre's McDonald's (in which I waited for an hour for everyone to come), we finally took a bus at 12.30am and when we really, really got onto the dancing beach area to get to Vel's friends, it took us another hour queueing for tickets, queueing to get in and wriggling our way through the very large crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treated everyone drinks for the night and we all really had fun dancing. Surprisingly, the one who dance without really stopping was Sharon. Now who's the one who kept saying she's old (she herself say lo)? Even the army boy Kenneth who's only 18 was the first one to stop dancing. Age doesn't matter, especially for dancing stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ZoukOut, we all went back to Singapore mainland and headed to Plaza Singapura's Cafe Cartel where we all had a nice breakfast together in a sunny drizzly morning =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep for about 8 hours after I got home. And now waking up, I feel my muscles' battery is still flat. Need proper food now! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-6621694938579470550?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/6621694938579470550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/6621694938579470550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6621694938579470550' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vE6lQKNtI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pd7O3VJJFdE/s72-c/ZoukOut2007_Night.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3563919240156937964</id><published>2007-12-07T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T18:30:48.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;J.B. Getaway!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I took leave today&lt;/b&gt; so that I can join Gen, Jo and Wendy to go J.B. for some shopping there. Even though Vel didn't go, I decided to go anyway becos' I need to get my Christmas gifts for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't see Jo and Wendy since our last and only outing 2 years ago, and after never really ctach up at all. But somehow we still manage to click pretty well. Maybe becos' they like to take care of the only "xiao di di", and the only MAN to protect them at high-crimed J.B. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I got the most things to talk about with Wendy. Talking about water-sports and clubbing encounters of "Young Guys Hitching Mature Ladies" experiences.. Lol. Just shocking how looks can be really deceiving at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we all met up in Kranji to take a bus into J.B. Before we started, we concluded Gen was the most "Singaporean" and most vunerable to robbery, so I'm expected to stick close to her. Yeh, I believe I should as she was pretty in red from top-to-toe, super-ominous as a crime target as she don't look local there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got through the customs safely and and got into City Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our "Brunch" (combination of Breakfast and Lunch) at a Hong Kong Mongkok cafe, not really nice though.. Three of us ordered chicken chop in tomato sauce rice except Wendy. The chicken kinda have a funny raw chicken smell even though its thoroughly cooked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vCjFQKNoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8fMlL3qQeys/s1600-h/JB_Brunch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vCjFQKNoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8fMlL3qQeys/s320/JB_Brunch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141917307534718594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Not exactly nice Brunch set.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo gave up on her meat and gave it to me. And I just ate it hoping its birdflu-free. Lol. Damn the chicken chop they gave for my plate was smaller than everyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After "Brunch" was the start of the shopping session. Never got bored shopping with them as I'm being asked for opinions on what they should get. Pays off being a magazine designer who do fashion pages and shopping with FRIENDS. Gave them good advice as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really shop for my own stuff till when we reached a shop and I got to see this unique shirt (most probably for clubbing) said to be imported from Japan. Nice on me, unique and not really very expensive. And so I bought that for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I further bought gifts for Evon, Sheryl and Vel. Didn't find anything suitable for Zane, June and Sharon. Cos' whatever I saw, I bought something of that type of gift and gave them before or it just don't suit them for their character I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its especially fun shopping at a jewellery shop when a shop assistant asked if I'm buying anything for my girlfriend, and I said no. For someone I like? No. What to buy a necklace set so their I can get free teddy bear which had the words "I Love You"? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just told her I buying for six different ladies with different characters. And then almost immediately, her other colleagues got to swarm me with lots of other choices but I only got to buy one piece of gift for one of the lucky girls. Lol. Its just amusing, feel like I'm some rich man or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more shopping, we all got a bit tired and went for our hig tea at Secret Recipe which they said was cheaper than in Singapore's. We all got to enjoy nice cakes and for me a nice cafe latte with chicken pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Wendy and Gen were both sick actually. Gen ordered a chocolate cake but gave it up and in the end exchanged with my warm pie with her. Wendy got more unwell by then but was still able to keep up a great conversation while the other two went for a smoking-break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vCvlQKNrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/rAXoEXxeM00/s1600-h/JB_HighTea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vCvlQKNrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/rAXoEXxeM00/s320/JB_HighTea.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141917522283083442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;High Tea food!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vCjVQKNpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/6fRo-f1GNGs/s1600-h/JB_SmokingBreak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vCjVQKNpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/6fRo-f1GNGs/s320/JB_SmokingBreak.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141917311829685906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Jo and Gen smoking on cheaper buys.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vCjlQKNqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/BQ5WynPWgE0/s1600-h/JB_FunnyGals.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vCjlQKNqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/BQ5WynPWgE0/s320/JB_FunnyGals.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141917316124653218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Girl acting cute!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Wendy left to go back to her home in J.B. first while the rest of us shopped a little longer and finally went back to Singapore in a short jam at the Causeway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had such a J.B. experience for quite some time. Shopping. Food. And jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to try next time if there's another chance =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3563919240156937964?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3563919240156937964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3563919240156937964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3563919240156937964' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R1vCjFQKNoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8fMlL3qQeys/s72-c/JB_Brunch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3043806152956629814</id><published>2007-12-05T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:47:59.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My "Date in a Cab"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember&lt;/b&gt; my 31 year old "fling" on the last, last Friday? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn out that she's working near my working place and live in Jurong East, maybe about 20 - 30 minutes away. More, she loves jogging in the same area (even though she live far from it) that I usually jog in and loves to club like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more crazy, we've been wearing the same colour to work these two days. Seriously ridiculously "qiao" (conincidental), that we became close chat buddy online, chatting every day till my another online chat buddy, Sheryl, got a bit jealous (okay, this one its me being thick-skinned, lol). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after work, it was raining heavily, forgot my umbrella. And she was keen on taking cab home due to her aching legs from her re-newed jogging regime, and so I got to "date" her by sharing a cab. Went to fetch her from her office building and had a nice chat in the cab while getting stuck in traffic on the expressway home raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, and just like that, I got suddenly got a new cab-sharing friend home and a new work lunch-date to lunch with from time to time. Too bad, I'm changing my job in about another two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic eh? Aiya, don't think too much lah you peeps out there. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3043806152956629814?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3043806152956629814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3043806152956629814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3043806152956629814' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-9150050987865603115</id><published>2007-12-02T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:28:33.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Love is like A Sandcastle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some say love is like a sandcastle&lt;br /&gt;One that needs to be build, protected, maintained and decorated.&lt;br /&gt;Build to become bigger so its big enough for both futures to be in.&lt;br /&gt;It needs to be protected from big and small waves.&lt;br /&gt;Maintain it after the waves damages it here and there&lt;br /&gt;It also need to be decorated nicely so you would one to protect it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who's going to make this sandcastle work with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-9150050987865603115?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/9150050987865603115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/9150050987865603115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#9150050987865603115' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4914975474417485761</id><published>2007-12-01T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:00:22.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm Hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Somewhere~ Beyond the sea~&lt;/b&gt; Somewhere waiting for me~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you found the above line familiar, it is from the song "Beyond the Sea". And that is the song I wanted to sing to my dear FRIEND yesterday when we went windsurfing yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that we had nice time trying to serach for McDonald's at Changi Aport from T2 to T1 then to T2 again. I had a nice Big Breakfast meal though, and FRIEND got her hotcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the windsurfing, as usual for this season, the winds are still unpredictable. Although at start was pretty good, after that it was all too unpredictable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIEND was adventurous and the winds blown her very far out at sea, even though she tried her best to sail back. And from the look of it at my "safe" area nearer to the beach, I think she was 3 times the normal football field length away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But not to worry, she have a lifevest on. And her adventurous spirit made me feel that she wasn't in much fear out there as its the consequences she'll have to bear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becos' the winds were still monsoon and were quite strong, even I dared not to surf too far out, especially after seeing FRIEND so far out. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only decided to go back to shore (after a strenuous paddling back) when I decided its quite long that she's been far out and doubt she wouldn't have the energy to sail back, then that I called the recuse boatman to go and save her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for of she telling me that, "Wow. The boatman have to rescue people so early", when we reached the place in the morning. Even the rescue boatman recognised her le as she's frequently rescued. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I reached shore, I didn't went back to the waters to try and surf again becos' the winds are just crazy changing its directions and its strong as well. My energy is even more drained when I have to paddle my surfboard back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I just slack on the beach and waited for FRIEND to come back. I had a good suntan with FRIEND after we return all our equipment. I'm well-roasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just feels good to relax like that on a beach and just chat and chill =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;After the surfing and tan,&lt;/b&gt; we washed up and took a bus to Dhouby Ghaut area to help FRIEND hunt for a pair of heels to fit a beautiful black dress, glammed with gold-dust for her four wedding dinner invitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, we had Pasta Mania. There we were having more nonsense with each other on food and others, and also arguing why I'm not adventurous enough to try and eat those different variety of snack eats in Plaza Singapura but went to a restaurant. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our meal, we started the hunt. Comparing all those heels, I suggested to her that its best to get those black glossy textured heels with thin straps for the design. She tried many from different shops and ultimately we both preferred one from Charles &amp; Keith but they don't have any stock available or even nearby.. Too bad. It really fit her I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But due to time limit, I headed back home to have a family dinner while she headed for VivoCity for more of her shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping with FRIEND is always enjoyable, cos' I get to be asked for suggestions and get to tease her a bit as well =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4914975474417485761?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4914975474417485761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4914975474417485761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#4914975474417485761' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1213139731307487553</id><published>2007-11-28T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T01:23:02.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Temperamental&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess I am having&lt;/b&gt; my PMT. And my anger would flare easily by these things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Taking me for granted&lt;br /&gt;2) Lack of respect and manners like not giving a damn reply after I call or sms some people after a long time.&lt;br /&gt;3) Ask me lame thing I cannot do, like example: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you ask your friend XXXX to intro me gals. I hope to find a girlfriend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell? I'm not matchmaker hor. Why want to look for girls come find me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liew. What people taking me for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to link up with my friends, its fine. But I ask you out, and you don't come out, then I'll always be wasting my effort trying to make a crowd. And I really got sick of mixing people becos' they are not showing interest so what's the point sometimes? It'll only irritate me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1213139731307487553?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1213139731307487553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1213139731307487553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1213139731307487553' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7173784779221790519</id><published>2007-11-27T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T01:02:18.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Treasuring Those I Missed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;As much as&lt;/b&gt; its important to treasure old times with your friends, its also important to find new moments to treasure your friend as to tell them you are not forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos' memories are the only things that will live forever =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to a little gathering with my ex-secondary school classmates, although I initially thought it was a reunion with at least ten plus people. But still I am happy to see these three of my ex-classmates, Marcus, Kian Chong and Denise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I long pang Kian Chong's car and all of us headed to Clarke Quay to have our dinner. It wasn't part of a plan. There wasn't any plan in the first place after days of planning by mastermind Kian Chong.. Diaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even going to a place last minute, we were all undecisive. Cos' we were to celebate Marcus temporary return from Dubai and celebrate his birthday. We ended at Hot Stones where we had a good chat. Funnily, the meal was treated by Marcus, the birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0r5sjGemuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-is_TRK-V30/s1600-h/DinnerOnHotStone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0r5sjGemuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-is_TRK-V30/s320/DinnerOnHotStone.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137192868701444834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Oil splatters on my skin pain pain +.+&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to Demsey Road's Tanglin Village. There we went to a place call House.. something Camp. Its a cafe, spa and bar, but we went to the cafe of course. There we got some drinks and continued our chat (I ordered Hoegarden beer, lol). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0r6UzGemvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/t30hqIAQMtY/s1600-h/EerieRelaxingPlace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0r6UzGemvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/t30hqIAQMtY/s320/EerieRelaxingPlace.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137193560191179506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Seems romantic but its kinda eerie too..&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was relaxing to chat there as the air is cool and nice, accompanied by nice ambient light from the candles and torches. But the best thing of all is to atch up with thse old friends, joke and laugh, reminise the past and hear about our future plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0r7PjGemxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/wEjfF3rcapo/s1600-h/MarcusAndHisBdayCandle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0r7PjGemxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/wEjfF3rcapo/s320/MarcusAndHisBdayCandle.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137194569508494098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Marcus the birthday boy, and his birthday candle (but no cake!)&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really cool. Glad everyone is doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kian Chong gave everyone a ride home after that. On the way, Marcus gave us a gift that brought back souvenirs from Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0r7xDGemyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/SFY62AdAzZc/s1600-h/7SandsOf7EmiratesOfUAE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0r7xDGemyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/SFY62AdAzZc/s320/7SandsOf7EmiratesOfUAE.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137195145034111778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Seven sands from the seven emirates of the UAE.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice of him (cos' he's our class monitor, lol).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7173784779221790519?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7173784779221790519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7173784779221790519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7173784779221790519' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0r5sjGemuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-is_TRK-V30/s72-c/DinnerOnHotStone.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-2646051838919332273</id><published>2007-11-26T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T02:44:15.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Men Men Bu Le..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feeling a bit down&lt;/b&gt; today. Dunno if FRIEND is angry or PMSing again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I was a bit too direct that her friend is most probably not coming back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its becos' I don't want her to have too much hope.. and then hopes dashed badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Munny is fine too. She lost even more friends than FRIEND who met accident in that dragon boat incident in Cambodia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope who ever is affected get up on their feet soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, its Sunday again.. I hate Sunday nite =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my whole Sunday was without activties when someone didn't organise the reunion outing and update everybody properly. KNS. Closed my Sunday schedule forit then its postponed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening I also went Suntec to get my marathon goodie bag, but cam home immediately after that. Damn bo liao. Heng Mum bought dinner home. If I buy dinner home myself and eat alone I feel more sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really hope someone can be by my side to cheer me up rite now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-2646051838919332273?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2646051838919332273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/2646051838919332273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#2646051838919332273' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3094666557999999143</id><published>2007-11-25T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T11:37:09.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Loves Chocolate =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went out for a date&lt;/b&gt; with Cute Agent Evon. Went to meet her up at Takashimaya Shopping Centre where she bought Royce chocolates for me, and irresistably bought for herself as well (well, that's what she said).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got champagne dark chocolates for me and got herself cherry flavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got herself a new haircut before our meet, and so I was the first guy honoured to be see her in her new hair. She said the cut was weird but I told her it look nice on her and was not weird at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, with her craving for sweet and desserts, I brought her to the Max Brenner's Chocolate Bar at the Esplanades Theatres, for a nice indulgence of chocolates. Along the way to the chocolate bar, I had fun with her making her guess what kind of Christmas present I might get for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered a warm chocolate fondue with fruits and marshmellows. While enjoying our food, we had a nice chat and got to play with our food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took photos. She requested censoring her face from the camera and so these were the outcome. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hX0joI6PI/AAAAAAAAAaA/wsWX_bdvTi8/s1600-h/ChocFondue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hX0joI6PI/AAAAAAAAAaA/wsWX_bdvTi8/s320/ChocFondue.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136451935444461810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hX0zoI6QI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1KF7oMK3ZGs/s1600-h/SourFace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hX0zoI6QI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1KF7oMK3ZGs/s320/SourFace.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136451939739429122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;The fondue spread; Her face turns as sour as the strawberry &gt;.&lt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hX1ToI6RI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mxWqQm0KOQM/s1600-h/EvonMarshmellowFace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hX1ToI6RI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mxWqQm0KOQM/s320/EvonMarshmellowFace.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136451948329363730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hX1joI6SI/AAAAAAAAAaY/GABUmcBjCqI/s1600-h/JeffBananaFace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hX1joI6SI/AAAAAAAAAaY/GABUmcBjCqI/s320/JeffBananaFace.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136451952624331042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Marshmellowed censoring face of Cute Agent!; Liew.. "Banana" face&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;After my date,&lt;/b&gt; I manage to get a ticket last minute to join Chee Wee, Shiling, Hong Yun, kelly, Huiyan and Alvin for the movie "Enchanted".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to share some Royce chocolates with them before they all melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is definitely very funny with a lot singing, half-fantasy, half reality kind of stuff. Entertaining and fun to watch. Thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would wanna watch it again = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3094666557999999143?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3094666557999999143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3094666557999999143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3094666557999999143' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hX0joI6PI/AAAAAAAAAaA/wsWX_bdvTi8/s72-c/ChocFondue.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1089175502635383674</id><published>2007-11-24T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:43:31.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finishing Line in Sight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finally&lt;/b&gt; my bi-monthly magazine issue is at least 90% completed and I could send them to the printer to help print colour proof prints for us to check. And that'll be on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully the colours are alright as I did make adjustments on all of them which I felt they needed. Hopefully don't hear my boss saying I didn't do my damn job, which will be totally bullsh*t to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bosses felt its time to be more relax, so their srandards also got a bit chim chai.. making the strictness of quality before hand a bit no point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to lunch with them at Sakae Sushi yesterday. It was a nice meal but I think its untimely cos' after that I had to chiong my work and work a little bit more OT as I was rushing to meet my FRIEND, the Cow, to get our Standard Chartered Marathon goodie bags together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end I was a bit too late. Didn't got my bag but I got to join the Cow, along with her friend, the Sheep, whose real name is Yang Yang, for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to tag along with them too to shop for birthday present for their common friend. I can click with the Sheep becos' he's quite lame as well, and he thinks like me. From what our creative industry needed, a union, to thinking that FRIEND's choic of a backpack bag looking like a tortoise shell, to choosing a bag for their friend. We both got the same ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that shopping, we went our separte ways. The Cow and Sheep went to their own homes. While the Bear intends to join the Witch to club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a Dancing Poley &amp; I Can't Seem to Escape "You"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hUTDoI6NI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_o5QOD8TVrI/s1600-h/Movida_241107_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hUTDoI6NI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_o5QOD8TVrI/s320/Movida_241107_01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136448061383960786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hUTjoI6OI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Rz-fvjSfXIM/s1600-h/Movida_241107_02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hUTjoI6OI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Rz-fvjSfXIM/s320/Movida_241107_02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136448069973895394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't seem to escape&lt;/b&gt; alcohol for just one week. But really, I don't dreally care bah. Since when I needed a drink, meant i needed a drink. So I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to join Vel and her Facebook friends to club in Movida at St. James. Before that, I got to get Alex in St. James with my free entry card. But he never join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movida is a nice place with Latino live, R&amp;B mix and other classic Latin music. Pretty nice actually. Heard some popular Latin music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with Vel's Facebook friends, Gabriel, Eric, Kenneth, James, Teck and Sharon, we had drinks and dance our night. They are really fun-loving, and their age range's difference are also quite here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon is the one who initiated the clubbing session I guess since she was the member who had her drinks there. Sharon, was a short and plain sweet-looking kind of gal, who looked like she's still in her twenties.. (But she's not, she's older than my sister =X ) But she's really nice and definitely not a shy person, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was at the dancefloor doing my thing. Vel came to dance with me. And I felt like a dancing pole. Lol. But heng she got a bigger pole somewhere. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sharon came to dance with me, sticking to me closely whenever the rest of the guys try to stick to her and hold her. And when she stick to me, she would just lean on me. So I had to hold her waist to support her weight but then.. she would get my hands to hold her around her tummy.. (O.O)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, since its just a dance, I just tagged along and dance with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an honour dancing with her for the age gap reason =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1089175502635383674?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1089175502635383674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1089175502635383674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1089175502635383674' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/R0hUTDoI6NI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_o5QOD8TVrI/s72-c/Movida_241107_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1681169798639626360</id><published>2007-11-19T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T02:28:04.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day by Day, Something is going to Disappear..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another weekend&lt;/b&gt; has past. Nothing spectacular to my life these days. My only concern now is to survive through my working days hopefully without any misfortunes that might upset me with my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm psychologically volatile on that I may totally just fuck care my work so I hope nothing happens to me to make me do just that. For now I just want to do my work right and properly as the best as I always usually can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately in the end, I prove that my integrity to my work remains true that I am still a professional person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got their problems at work. But I chose to quit it becos' some people just don't trust me and its hard for me to introduce certain rules that could beneft everyone working in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIEND got her working woes too. That poor gal.. She got work piling up on her everyday from day till night, from office to home with hardly any sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She certainly have a tougher job than mine and you can say mine's is less worth complaining for. But I can only say if I'm not focused and dedicated on my work, the problem wouldn't be big at all as I don't give a damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishball too has been having tough times since she got to be a shift leader. Being a leader is not easy when people's not following of course. She got to teach a new bird in her team and do her usual stuff which was heavy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a leader chosen because she was the most experienced among her batch of people. Though relunctant, somehow she always got use to things. Its admirable in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a leader takes twice or more the workload becos' you are managing people and people are the hardest resources to manage and organise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can get use to the way things work too. But as I'm a progressive person, if things don't change for the better and everyone just get use the shit of it, then nothing is ever going to get better. The person is just going to suffer under the rotten system or environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that appropriate changes can make lives better, even though changes are hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This weekend&lt;/b&gt; is pretty average. Nothing spectacular, except going out on Saturday night and had a KTV session with the west-sider guys plus Vel, then followed by Fishball who was in town at the same time but she didn't wanted to go home early for her rare off-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all decided to club together to have some dance and some drinks. It was really rare. The last time we went to club together was when I had a bottle in MoS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess it seems unavoidable that clubbing will be choice of activity when Fishball is around. Hmm... Fate I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the gathering was suppose to be for Junlong as he became bachelor unwillingly. Its rare to get him out on gatherings due to his F-up shift job and serious insomnia. A typical problem for people working shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet he was late for KTV becos' he was lost. We managed to persuade him to club but he doesn't really drink as he is totally non-alcoholic and worse, he's our chaffeur back home. So when Fishball got everyone into the drinking game, I had to protect the dude as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other drinkers other than me that could tank alcohol were Chee Wee and Fishball. Alvin is an average drinker who drank more on the condition on "Be a man", that kind of ego.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the dance, I just got to dance on my own simply becos' I drank fast and I knew I was on the high. I couldn't even remember Fishball took a picture with her new semi-pro camera with flashlight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's scary. Especially when I know I was not drunk and I was as high as I am typically is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least nothing everybody else is happier than I am. That's good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And damn. I just can't get myself not to drink alcohol for just one weekend, with or without clubbing =.= )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1681169798639626360?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1681169798639626360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1681169798639626360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1681169798639626360' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-7380267117961488659</id><published>2007-11-16T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T07:54:56.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One More Vindication To Throw Letter!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Though I was planning&lt;/b&gt; to change job early next year. I wasn't really bend on quitting for a whole month plus already, becos' I thought my bosses' bossy attitude that "I'm the f**king boss" attitude have changed for the btter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something happened today yet again to prove that "ci ti bu yu jiu liu" (a place that I shouldn't linger around more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suffered an injustice at work today. All I hope is that my bosses would leave me a message about what particular resources are coming in, especially into the thumb drive, where it is as we have a lot of folders and subfolders, at least 15 main folders, and umpteen subfolders in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they expect me to search one folder by one folder, to find new images and waste my time, when they didn't tell me exactly what's coming in for a general products feature page, where content is updated one by one according to brands. Its not diffcult to just leave a message or a note of what coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can they say there are new images in and I don't know where in which particular folder and what is it for? And they say, "Just check all what is inside?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse is I hate that bloody bossy attitude when I'm just discussing about this working issue, my boss tells me, "We're the boss, just do what we tell you what to do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this?! Accusing me of insubordination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you may be the boss, but you're also my co-worker giving me all the nuts and bolts I needed for my work! God, damn it why does this fool don't change his attitude after so many bloody months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame my lady boss that she doesn't like what I requested on my email which is ONLY just informing me what resources are coming in and WHERE in the thumbdrive. She overreacted because I know she got a lot of things to do. I don't see its difficult to write notes or send message just telling me which folder. Not simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wonder why there are problems and I couldn't tell and resolved them with my bosses. This is why, cos' whatever I told them, they would treat it as defiance to their orders, even when I say, "Ok boss. Your idea is good but blah blah blah, maybe we should do blah blah blah, so that we can blah blah blah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this kind of commnication is not good enough that I don't offend them somehow, I don't see how am I going to say my out the problems I have in work in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who is that idiot who is scolding me when he is basically doing nothing productive to the production of the magazine most of the past few days, walking in and out of his room, going into my lady boss' office sitting down, in his office chatting with client (not serious business talks) and walking here and there then near my table drinking coffee?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss! Bloody mask man. Someone better burn his moustache cos' it doesn't look good at him at all! Its a mask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to do my work progressively and smoothly, why is there this idiot in the company who don't understand what I am driving at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make everyone's life easier by ensuring all our work processes go smoothly as possible. If I don't make sure I don't hiccup, problems will come and in the end everyone will be affected. Isn't this important when I'm the one doing the core production work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which worker had to take threats from boss and I have to be expected to be on standby throughout my production period and expected to cancel my dates, work last minute over-times without informing me. My production last six to seven weeks per 2 months of a bi-monthly magazine! I'm not expendable you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*RAWR!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-7380267117961488659?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7380267117961488659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/7380267117961488659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7380267117961488659' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-602754562480674082</id><published>2007-11-15T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:52:16.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;我的爱&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;b&gt;Sun Yanzi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNe-i0JeMZ0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNe-i0JeMZ0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-602754562480674082?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/602754562480674082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/602754562480674082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#602754562480674082' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-5782062419857809691</id><published>2007-11-15T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:38:32.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Time Flies &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you didn't notice the time,&lt;/b&gt; it sure flies. Been busy these days. Today was on of those. Worked non-stop from morning till evening with a bit of OT. Concentrating on my work all the way without noticing the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda scary when you know you have to complete all your work before much but looking at it, it doesn't seem to be. There's an invisble deadline that was never stated. Even if it is stated, my guess is that it'll always be deferred as in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been almost a year since I ORD, bum around, found a job, got fired, got odd jobs here and there and finally landed on my current job which I managed to survive about 8 months already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, this 8 months feel like two years simpl becos' I learn a lot on my own. No one really taught me what or how to do. Technically I'm on my own. When people got on my nerves and at times really tough on me, I almost quitted if you all knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I realised, I'm not exactly LOVING this job. I love challanges with breakthrough. But this job don't have it. The breakthrough I feel is not always there. Maybe becos' I'm radical in my deisgn while my magazine is conservative and too serious for me. The worse things is to psycho bosses over technically issues which I solved and resolved again and again every darn two months. Sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be sounding I'm grumbling about my work, but I'm stating facts. I guess the the only person who will agreed with me is my predecessor deisgner, Loren. But at least I am doing better than her, rather then totally adhering to the absoulte rule before, now I do have some "creative powers" in hand. But it is still definitely not enough for my hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straightly, for me, I nvere really looked for a new job before. It seems to me that jobs come to me, with my friends reffering them to me. I'm blessed in a certain way I guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a new opportunity has finally opened for me. And the person who gave me this opportunity must be an angel from God. She always helped me looked for jobs or get jobs. Looks like this time, I'm gonna be under her yet again, which I am glad to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this feast will be ended and I'll be better off somewhere with greater time, joy, satisfaction in sense and materials =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy that I got the news from her, its as good as confirmation. Even better, I would be leaving this feast earlier than expected! Yeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-5782062419857809691?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5782062419857809691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/5782062419857809691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5782062419857809691' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-3234761861112237796</id><published>2007-11-14T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:17:41.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Smart Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Found this quote&lt;/b&gt; from my cousin's profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not that I'm so smart, it's just that I stay with problems longer.” ~ Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/d3/Albert_Einstein_Head.jpg/220px-Albert_Einstein_Head.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope can find some ultimate formula following his "stupid" quote bah. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always admired this brilliant scientist. Not just that he's brilliant in science, he's also brilliant in spiritual and humanity awareness of his own discovery, of what he was able to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't born a genius, but I guess he's a great fighter in his own life. He's also a great lover too. Einstein rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-3234761861112237796?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3234761861112237796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/3234761861112237796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3234761861112237796' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-1896131098732850785</id><published>2007-11-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:02:30.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Death in a Bottle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/RznKU78MK6I/AAAAAAAAAZo/NSDWQSOsH5s/s1600-h/Death_In_A_Bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/RznKU78MK6I/AAAAAAAAAZo/NSDWQSOsH5s/s320/Death_In_A_Bottle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132355711401733026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Valentine Day's gift that never made its way..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-1896131098732850785?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1896131098732850785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/1896131098732850785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1896131098732850785' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/RznKU78MK6I/AAAAAAAAAZo/NSDWQSOsH5s/s72-c/Death_In_A_Bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-4802489327486450704</id><published>2007-11-13T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:35:26.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A New Day.. Everyday. *Sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well..&lt;/b&gt; Its a new day again and I can't say I'm really motivated to head for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at how my bosses do their work, which adversely affected me on my job, I can only say I'm disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resources are not organised and grouped properly before passing down to me. Imagine you have to download a file one by one, email by email, renaming the file or organisation purposed. One emailed image cost me 2 to 5 minutes depending on the requirements. Imagine I had 10 images and among it, other stuff to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improper resources passing down can cost me about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss surprised me disappointingly when I got the chance to remind him we got two empty pages free for feature. He was like, "Oh ya hor.. Still got 2 empty pages." I don't think I expected that from my "great" leader you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope today I'll go through smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to look forward to these days. Just wanna finish this issue of the magazine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-4802489327486450704?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4802489327486450704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/4802489327486450704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4802489327486450704' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580806.post-6438089020648307397</id><published>2007-11-12T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T01:30:39.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What A Long~ Weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A seemingly long weekend&lt;/b&gt; but I don't feel satisfied with it. Cos' I am not laughing and having great fun with those things I wanted to enjoy with as I didn't manage to do the things I wanted to do with my dear friends this weekend =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to cancel and postpone my catch-up date with Linda due to my crappy OT on Saturday and cancel my windsurfing date today with FRIEND becos' she gotta work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Though I managed to go out on this both days, which are both group activities, going Holland V Settlers for boardgaming on Saturday night and watch movie, "The Game Plan", just now, I just feel that I'm there to be there, just to pass time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On last Thursday, I went for a family BBQ with my aunt's family at Down Town East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/Rzcyfr8MK4I/AAAAAAAAAZY/a43HiGH9WAo/s1600-h/DTE_BBQ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/Rzcyfr8MK4I/AAAAAAAAAZY/a43HiGH9WAo/s320/DTE_BBQ.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131625820364483458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty good becos' I can catch up with my elder cousins, my aunt and my uncles but sadly, my immdeiately family wasn't there, not even my cousins living near there in Tampines had the heart to be there either. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I wasn't really in the mood to work. As work progress is really draggy, I am expected to be on stand-by all the time.. End of the day, I was pretty tired as well as I did quite an amount of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I went out with June and Alex for dinner at Bugis, and later chill-out at Villa Bali bar place at Gilman Village. Villa Bali is a nice place, and there we had some fruit wine and beer. I didn't speak much for the whole day, cos' I'm not really in the mood to due to tiredness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I went home, I couldn't sleep very well.. I shut my eyes but my mind is just thinking.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I slept for only 2 hours and then I woke up early to head for work, earlier than what my boss expected. Cos' I wanted to finish my work faster so I could afford time to meet Linda instead of starting my OT session at 1pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, I forgot, I was suppose to meet Linda at 11pm cos' she had booked the time for some foot detoxification seesion with me then. Other time, she's not free. So we postpone our meet. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night for Saturday, I went to meet my gang for boardgames at Settlers. Its was quite fun. We had nine people in total playing; they are Shiling, Chee Wee, Hong Yun, Kelly, Huiyan, Alvin, Li Shan, Johnson and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They must be crazy. They went Settler the day before and they came again. Nutz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the movie today, it was a good movie. Before the movie, I decided to go for my haircut at Jean Yip Hair salon. I was serviced by Nicole and she introduced me the hair treatment as well. Thoguh initially I was relunctant to do the hair treament as cost was a concern, thinking again, I realised my hair is really oily, thin and its itchy at time when it gets oily, and my hair drops quite alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took the O3 hair treatment at $88. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She first gave a hair wash and then gave me a herbal essence rub amd massage on my head which woke me up from my sleepy looks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next she put me on this machine with flush my head in supposely the oxegenation treament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/RzcygL8MK5I/AAAAAAAAAZg/gU-KqhraZ9E/s1600-h/HairTreatment.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/RzcygL8MK5I/AAAAAAAAAZg/gU-KqhraZ9E/s320/HairTreatment.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131625828954418066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, I feel I look like a Dragon Ball Z alien character. But after the whole thing and then followed by another hair wash, I feel my hair really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a haircut, I feel even better. Hopefully my hair would be good that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoil myself abit before the working stress times come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580806-6438089020648307397?l=eiizumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/6438089020648307397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580806/posts/default/6438089020648307397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eiizumi.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6438089020648307397' title=''/><author><name>Jeffery Leong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Eiizumi/EiizumiSelftaken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mib6451OUj0/Rzcyfr8MK4I/AAAAAAAAAZY/a43HiGH9WAo/s72-c/DTE_BBQ.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
