<?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-23907012</id><updated>2011-11-03T08:44:21.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it this place, or is it ME?</title><subtitle type='html'>~A chillypepper who writes, writes and writes with in-depth feelings and some technical love~ &lt;br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>235</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3549262044335928833</id><published>2010-03-16T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:38:39.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aesthetics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The pleasure has radiated into a whirlpool of desires, locked with unearthed feelings, racing against time ..as if.. wasted, wretched and not forgiven. Days pledged by outer beauty and mirage of strangers, unworthy or plausible to be kept of? Though I have been taught about patience, waiting is still dying. Each second feels like fire on wood, beaming insanely huge. The Behemoth has cast its fiery flare on me, caging me like the blue fire, unable to escape to the atmosphere, but burning at the highest temperature. At the time when Lavender arrives with an icing pulsation, I wonder does my mind take a deep dip and run beneath the caked icy surface.. trapped under the unknown freezing waters like a lost narwhal finding a hole to breathe upon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3549262044335928833?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3549262044335928833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3549262044335928833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3549262044335928833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3549262044335928833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/03/aesthetics.html' title='Aesthetics'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-8831896765947557507</id><published>2010-03-02T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:50:41.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the things I do not have, they are an ever chase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the things I had, they painted my white piece colourful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the things I have, I am succumbed to its anticipation, desire and exhilaration factors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-8831896765947557507?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/8831896765947557507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=8831896765947557507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8831896765947557507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8831896765947557507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-things-i-do-not-have-they-are-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3625162598285614876</id><published>2010-02-24T23:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:21:02.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to write down coz I wanna remember you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I wore a rather bright pants and he commented, then we had a stroll and being chatty about recent... all the way to the canteen. Today, I wrote on the whiteboard and he commented too on our similarity, which is .. just about 10% of us exist in this world. Judging from his expression, he was delighted. Also having the same type of thinking as we laughed silently during one session of disagreement with the other party. As if we clicked, but just not yet.. I mean, we were at the Operation and Management training, I was enthusiastic and he was yawning away, making the trainer calling his name to do a readout. Haha. During the break, he asked me for fussball and then we had a good game, yea right, being trashed right out by a pro but still enjoyed it much. Crazy pair and he was indeed a very different partner. Then, I watched him played bomberman..with such extreme excitation.. weird fella but very special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He's a genius who showed us only his silly side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He did almost everything from camel riding to scuba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His words are prudent, sharp, non-judgemental and opinionated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His thinking is an ocean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He went to &lt;a href="http://www.lovebyte.org.sg/web/ent_p_home.asp"&gt;SDU&lt;/a&gt; at 24. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a pity he's going back to the States soon. All these talks and knowing each other..though, I know you belong there, you smelled like a New York dude.. most importantly, your thinking were absolute, fair and non-judgemental. I did enjoy the times we spent together very much, not forgetting the dance we nailed at the wedding at the quest of your invitation...I wish you all the best, and hope you could get into Standford, marry a nice girl.. and get on with life as it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3625162598285614876?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3625162598285614876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3625162598285614876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3625162598285614876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3625162598285614876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-to-comment.html' title='I have to comment'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1970047171010442305</id><published>2010-02-07T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:01:00.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going home is sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since when you had became so significantly great these days, I don't know why. Knowing that all the sparks we had, as if we could read each other's mind, oh yes we do..till now.. The times you would look back at me, only to me.. smiling for a reason. Now, you would still come by me.. sit by my side, watch me..i felt that not a word is more than enough.. You are not my knight, never my everything.. couldn't be.. but you are my history, my time turner, my medicine on wounds that won't heal a thousand years. I guess we never made our goodbyes.. never did the hellos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1970047171010442305?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1970047171010442305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1970047171010442305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1970047171010442305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1970047171010442305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/02/going-home-is-sweet.html' title='Going home is sweet'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5249754746155217188</id><published>2010-01-30T13:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T14:09:49.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi February 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time is really quick and it doesn't give a damn about a thing. Well, hopefully it will slow down a little as Chinese New Year arrives.. ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, reading my CLEO leftovers on internal body fat and career coaching, almost missed these great articles way back. I was also reading about an interview posted out by jj.. though we really crossed opinions, but the excerpt was an eye opener to amateurs like me about world leaders.. Now let's see where's the &lt;a href="http://www.news.gov.sg/public/sgpc/en/media_releases/agencies/pmo/transcript/T-20091228-1.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.. Yeah, I would like to coincide with a laughter phrase some &lt;i&gt;gila old woman&lt;/i&gt; sent me recently.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, 'new york', times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;Politics is supposed to be the second oldest profession. I have come to realize that it bears a very close resemblance to the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;~Ronald Reagan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You might not get it for the first time, if yes then you have the credits. Maybe you would like to google for 'world's oldest profession' to get a better understanding..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I forced this to be a stay-in weekend. Too much bullshit party and work since when. Well, it was nice to sleep at 10pm and woke up at 8am though, enough, early and plenty of time. Perhaps a little discipline won't kill. The crude badminton sessions got my old joints cranking, but sports always feel darn good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January was all that ground work, exams, meeting a lot a lot of people till you get tired, work, work, work and surprisingly each day passed with more meaning instead of those dying days. February will be a place to rip the ripen fruits. It is really overwhelming and I've really got nothing to say.. I just need to be frank and keep my fingers crossed. I mean.. I am looking at this, people around me are looking at it too.. and i anticipate their expression.. and my own feelings as well.. I wonder how would it hit me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am really looking forward to be home as always, get to drive, eat and sleep like a pig. It's a week plus more and it's getting exciting!! and gonna hug that canny pup of mine!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5249754746155217188?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5249754746155217188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5249754746155217188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5249754746155217188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5249754746155217188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-february-2010.html' title='Hi February 2010'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5142209902834664836</id><published>2010-01-24T22:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:25:16.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinatown (牛车水)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xgUfKxYHI/AAAAAAAACZk/zJogX4Q6dis/s1600-h/IMG_0281_2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xgUfKxYHI/AAAAAAAACZk/zJogX4Q6dis/s320/IMG_0281_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430321155782303858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                   garrrr.. &lt;i&gt;comelnyer&lt;/i&gt; ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xcrYqBcEI/AAAAAAAACY8/NcN1iCFEtFo/s1600-h/IMG_0317__2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xZ370u4PI/AAAAAAAACYs/j2atFEfkPIM/s320/IMG_0282_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430314068188520690" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                      tiggie year ^_^... Blurred because got chased by uncle half way taking this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xa2T2IXaI/AAAAAAAACY0/vsX5c-sQfdo/s1600-h/IMG_0293_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xa2T2IXaI/AAAAAAAACY0/vsX5c-sQfdo/s320/IMG_0293_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430315139788725666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                    fake blossom cherry in front of the "Tooth Relic" Temple ..&lt;i&gt;mui fa take one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xgzniZbgI/AAAAAAAACZs/f3xaxG0X6yA/s1600-h/IMG_0324__2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xgzniZbgI/AAAAAAAACZs/f3xaxG0X6yA/s320/IMG_0324__2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430321690604826114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                              real ones&lt;i&gt;..mui fa take two.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xcrYqBcEI/AAAAAAAACY8/NcN1iCFEtFo/s320/IMG_0317__2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430317151124811842" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                            paper wind chimes.. &lt;i&gt;fung che&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xgAqJU9oI/AAAAAAAACZc/LWzgLsEFg2M/s1600-h/IMG_0329_2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xgAqJU9oI/AAAAAAAACZc/LWzgLsEFg2M/s320/IMG_0329_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430320815131653762" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;tang yuen with ginger soup~ yummy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xe7Wd2csI/AAAAAAAACZM/uRc0U6oyKBI/s320/IMG_0333_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430319624438051522" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;cute dolls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xe7y_vxoI/AAAAAAAACZU/SzNN6RQN3sY/s1600-h/IMG_0332_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xe7y_vxoI/AAAAAAAACZU/SzNN6RQN3sY/s320/IMG_0332_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430319632096413314" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;it's called...&lt;/span&gt; lucky grass doll =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xiopuWNQI/AAAAAAAACZ0/y-xSSinPIOk/s1600-h/IMG_0347_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xiopuWNQI/AAAAAAAACZ0/y-xSSinPIOk/s320/IMG_0347_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430323701236512002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big broom brush for BIG WORDS.. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xjmU-yf1I/AAAAAAAACZ8/FYW-JTD1vEE/s1600-h/IMG_0325_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xjmU-yf1I/AAAAAAAACZ8/FYW-JTD1vEE/s320/IMG_0325_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430324760820219730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dried plums... &lt;i&gt;chi peng *in cantonese as in duri biskut, direct translation &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xmHA9cUCI/AAAAAAAACaM/sxAM7pafg3I/s1600-h/IMG_0323_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xmHA9cUCI/AAAAAAAACaM/sxAM7pafg3I/s320/IMG_0323_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430327521404801058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the usual bamboo abuse....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xkPQ-OKaI/AAAAAAAACaE/8dHNkbsceaU/s1600-h/IMG_0277_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xkPQ-OKaI/AAAAAAAACaE/8dHNkbsceaU/s320/IMG_0277_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430325464118733218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAVE A HAPPY TIGER YEAR ^_^ ! (duno the word is what)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xe7Wd2csI/AAAAAAAACZM/uRc0U6oyKBI/s1600-h/IMG_0333_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xZ370u4PI/AAAAAAAACYs/j2atFEfkPIM/s1600-h/IMG_0282_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5142209902834664836?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5142209902834664836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5142209902834664836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5142209902834664836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5142209902834664836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/01/chinatown.html' title='Chinatown (牛车水)'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/S1xgUfKxYHI/AAAAAAAACZk/zJogX4Q6dis/s72-c/IMG_0281_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2796763103377103591</id><published>2010-01-23T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:53:29.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally have some time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi dearest bloggy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know that my blog has been rather lengthy, most probably a lot of things running in my mind but difficult to be conveyed in a comfortable manner.. and it has been less pictures ever since.. due to end of university life, less sparks, more routine, blah blah.. and i don't want to show you my overweight face here :P but i know all of you reading this could not love me less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The temptation is high, feeling rather stoical tonight brings numbness and peace. These are the golden years. If you don't suffer now, when will you? I taste the sweet among bitter, I see what I haven't seen before and feel very multidirectional. How much could we remember after this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you think you are having a hard time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think war zones, where people could hardly keep themselves alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think of countries where food is so limited, people eat to live..not live to eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think of orphans who does not have a family at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think of the less fortunates who need helping tools to walk, to hear and to live..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think of all the things that you have....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think of all the things that other's don't have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gah.. we should live on.. despite which direction, where ever I will be in time to come and be with the people that I would belong to.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WORRY? Succumb to it, worry it. Do not prevent from worrying, it will only cause suffocation. Worries never cease but they are like passerbys.. you'll never recall nor remember each that has walked through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Missing it, missing it so so much.. tell them, tell him.. It feels good.. no regrets. And you'll know the answer.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read Yasmin Ahmad's blog today, totally blown away. Feeling to rewind and become an artist instead.. haha.. Am I easily inspired, influenced and blended into? I guess I shall grab a cuppa and continue reading.. the night is young and saturday could not feel any less great in its ways... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remember to go home this chinese new year ^_^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2796763103377103591?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2796763103377103591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2796763103377103591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2796763103377103591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2796763103377103591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-have-some-time.html' title='Finally have some time'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-181017577515882717</id><published>2010-01-17T03:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:49:52.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>陈伟联 - 我们 (当我们同在一起 主题曲）</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What to do with all these misery on my mind? Absence of knowing forbids me to for tell what's written in front... a bit drunk now, haha.. the wine and beer lasted me home.. and all those music and people around, just too jolly good on a saturday night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's gonna be a cold cold place if everything comes through with an answer.  Fuck. I hate to leave..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-181017577515882717?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/181017577515882717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=181017577515882717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/181017577515882717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/181017577515882717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-to-do-with-all-these-misery-on-my.html' title='陈伟联 - 我们 (当我们同在一起 主题曲）'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-4644889828510960391</id><published>2010-01-12T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T13:53:37.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today seems a bit empty to write about anything.. I think everyone is getting on with their lives. Will they occasionally feel what I feel sometimes? What do you think about everyday when you wake up together with or before the sun rise? Do you see your rainbow? or just another path to hell every morning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most of the time, i will be late in the morning, so chasing buses and trains are just a norm.. thus, it takes off most of the things i don't wanna think about.. If my brain gets a lil bored, i'll think of impossible dreams like.. flying a hot air balloon all by myself around the globe, go for camel racing in the desert, maybe go back to Ipoh and do absolutely nothing for a year or two.. go and confess to the boy who is married/engaged (LOL kidding..okay maybe serious =)) )..  THEN.. perhaps maybe something rather achievable.. pick up guitar, learn swedish, do boat helming at the yacht, cooking lessons (fried rice, french gourmet.. now i feel that chopping garlics can make you go into deep thinking too..no doubt people cut their fingers most of the time =.="), a carribean deep dive, hmm hmm... and maybe a super light weight Boot Camp-ed mac pro.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok coming back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is a good day.. because it is. hahahaha. have a nice day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-4644889828510960391?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/4644889828510960391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=4644889828510960391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4644889828510960391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4644889828510960391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/01/windy.html' title='Windy..'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5863846315825946145</id><published>2010-01-02T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:51:57.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finish me, says the chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi there, happy new year :) Welcome 2010, means welcoming the quarter century number, as well as the quarter life crisis altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, has been watching a real heart-breaking movie called THE COVE on new year's day. People, you guys should really catch a hold of it. If you can't, write me your address, i'll post it to you in a week's time. It talks about dolphin killings in a small town name Taiji in Japan. Well it kept me depressed for more than 24 hours, I think maybe for the rest of my life.  It reveals the 'role' of the governments of the world, relevant organization towards this issue, corruption, denial, blame and all the things that you could thought of which could be a solution, is not a solution at all. WWF is not in the picture at all.What are we actually doing to mother earth ... What are in those cruel brains seriously? It isn't even money. They do it because it is an instructional culture. The west ask them to stop, they do it even more. Cried so much on this documentary, seriously, heart aching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Experiencing it myself, green sustainability itself in Singapore, they build exhibitions before laying out proper conservation steps. The &lt;i&gt;organization,&lt;/i&gt; they contact the media, they get the ministry people and ministers in, they make sure the government knows what they are doing, making meetings, spending money on food, experts presentation... but where are the steps to prevent global warming and nature conservation? They don't even have a recycle bin to be seen anywhere. Anyway, Singapore has no nature to preserve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's not talk specific. Look at human's act, we are not doing anything about it. We have no awareness, no obligation to even care, and just get on with our sweet life. When i write in to help, they turn deaf ears. So now i wonder, where the donation really goes to. I myself is guilty in crime too. Before i went down to the sea beds, how immature i was to think that everything was as beautiful as drafted in Disney's Little mermaid, but it's not. We have nothing much left. We will lose this all very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ignorant fools we are, the main villain which destroys the earth's most precious gift to us. That's how dirty humans are. In 50 years, we will loose all nature, and kill ourselves inadvertently towards greed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5863846315825946145?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5863846315825946145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5863846315825946145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5863846315825946145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5863846315825946145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2010/01/finish-me-says-chocolate.html' title='Finish me, says the chocolate'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-8625021794717762696</id><published>2009-12-22T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:32:22.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;does not always need to be ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;listen to people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;starts with straight As,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;get a phd,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;live with a job,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;have success,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;get married before 30 or get married at all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;temper throwing at spouse during pregnancy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;have kids,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;throwing things at spouse due to mid-life crisis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;starts to worry coz you're getting fat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;starts to shout when wrinkles come say hi as your new friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;start thinking that my husband or wife is having an affair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;children doesnt talk to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what if my retirement funds finish before i die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what if i don't die, fall sick, nobody cares, left alone in the old folks' home, got depressed till the day they found you dead in the sick bed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe a better picture like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;have lots of sex, cannabis and smoke,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;going casual with comfortable people or people you like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you have quarter-life-crisis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;quit your monotonous job,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;go see the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;do something really silly once in a while,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;challenge yourself towards something you really like to do but dare not till now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;like bikini parties, skydiving, dancing in the streets,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then you realised you're dead broke and achieve nothing at pass 30,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and you feel, i can't be doing nothing anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then you would start to find something you'd like to do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;stay as a poor man with a post office job or kindergarten teach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;or do some real daredevil business investment till you strike dead rich or dead bankrupt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you don't need to know what you'll do, it's all pure imagination, (you won't do it anyway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then you don't know when you'll fall sick,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;don't know where you'll end up at,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and don't know when you'll die off just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-8625021794717762696?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/8625021794717762696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=8625021794717762696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8625021794717762696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8625021794717762696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-does-not-always-need-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3319474563410272297</id><published>2009-12-18T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:27:46.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have friends like mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever had someone who walk with you in the streets at midnight in town just to catch supper? without knowing how dangerous the situation is, we still laughed till we catch a taxi back to the suburbs. Days without car. Poor and happy, youth and history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will never forget my first day in Taekwondo. From white to brown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you go out for supper at 3am and come back at 5am, before you know it, you're out there eatin dimsum at that old sucky dimsum shop. But still laughed though the food taste awful. The wind so cold, amidst of a few pairs of baggy eyes facing you to make your ha kaw taste better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Waved bye to the girl who went up the bus. The girl who always asked us to go sit at the swing. The girl who asked you to yumcha though she tells you she wants to sleep early. The girl who tells you she's busy watching drama, ttyl, yet she's still talking to you. The girl who tells you everything yet nothing. The girl who wrote my history, and still is writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You go to tesco at 7am to buy ingredients to boil soup back at your apartment's very limited kitchen. You go to tesco at 11pm to catch the almost last pieces of chicken to cook at a luxurious apartment down at klebang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You get invited to go climb the narrowest hill in the neighbourhood that could practically have the most breath-taking scenery after a hard day or week. Before i reach the hill side, i'll always take a peep at a nearby friend's house, wishing that she could see us, wondering if she would see us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday night. We'll always whine about how bored our nights are, and not another second to loose, we'll get dressed up and suited up, heading all the way downtown with the pimps to cleanse ourselves at an old place called pure. So, you purify, and another good week ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If we feel really really horrible, due to school work or emotional unstable, then we can just sit around looking at each other, without even needing to talk a word or two. maybe until 5am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever pass up your thesis without brushing your teeth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I get asked often, "Why you have friends like that?" I said, "Dunno wor. hahaha". They say," Why your friends all so weird wan?" I replied,"You are my friend also :)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The very common teh ais, which brought us through the midnights and dawns. The late super hungry yet enjoyable dinners at mamak when the early rise town left us without a choice or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a friend who really likes teevee. and weehee. and bwee meeee. and that's so ever kewl. And all the guys think she's a goddess. But for me, you are my baybeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She's very good in everything. I didn't even look at her back at those days. and all those started with a simple lunch but horrible food, maybe two lonely people i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I duno. I dun really remember a lot of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I only remember the kelapa sawit story. Then, gone my chan to sit Peugeot liao lor. Then he likes to pimp all the girls, and gay with all the guys. I wonder if his ass ever gets an off day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dun really have a lot of friends. Sometimes i feel life is so bored to have so few friends. You hate it so much because you don't see them often. I'm no saint. I don't buy bullshit, I don't even buy my guy's bullshit.. but i buy my friends' bullshit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3319474563410272297?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3319474563410272297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3319474563410272297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3319474563410272297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3319474563410272297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-have-friends-like-mine.html' title='Do you have friends like mine'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-7186232997133139960</id><published>2009-12-13T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:10:10.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapping Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's year end and always do what we always do.. wrapping up 2009 and resolutions for the coming 2010. It's like house keeping, but in the end, it gets all messy and dirty as well.. and it gets rolling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 2009..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(1) Career path moved from research to industrial based &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(2) Got my Open Water diver license in Tioman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(3) Celebrated Labour's Day &amp;amp; Arthur's Day at KL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(4) Moved to a new place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(5) 2 close family members rested in peace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(6) Decided to do Masters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(7) Went to Sabah for diving again :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(8) My dog had puppies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(9) House in ipoh had renovation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(10) Singapore for a year is getting very boring but the Singaporean hunks are getting hotter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 2010..hopefully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(1) Get out of Singapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(2) Climb the corporate ladder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(3) Property research&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(4) Europe backpacking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(5) West Malaysia, East side road trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(6) Advance diver in Maldives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(7) Talk to him more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(8) Get in shape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(9) Almost forgot...excel in my TOEFL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(10) Write more often :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a deliberate 10 item list, yes it is.. to confine significance, and to pick myself up from all those messy dirty shit, and move on..hopefully to a better year. To those far from home this season, have a merry snowy xmas :) Happy New Year and Happy Holidays to all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SySggDQNFzI/AAAAAAAACSw/HO3tB1rwiUU/s320/4228_83240562047_735772047_1751013_6084895_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414629124495710002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Captured in Tioman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Additional resolution for the love of the underwater world:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;(1) Quit eating shark fin and anything related to turtle in chinese recipes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;(2) Use less plastics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;(3) Participate in seabed cleaning exercise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-7186232997133139960?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/7186232997133139960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=7186232997133139960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7186232997133139960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7186232997133139960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/12/wrapping-up.html' title='Wrapping Up'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SySggDQNFzI/AAAAAAAACSw/HO3tB1rwiUU/s72-c/4228_83240562047_735772047_1751013_6084895_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6042527050275646908</id><published>2009-12-09T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:33:20.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The crawling nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;At times like this, a sudden gush sent me a message through that I would really like you to know I still care. But seems like, fate does not underlay everything. Most probably all these while it's really about me, and not about you, you and you. I did not persevere, I did not make the effort, I was selfish, stinky and lazy. I was the cynic you could not accept but adored dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Almost lived up my quarter of century. My mind seems to be fully disdained tonight, in fact purely for the whole day. I could not live up to being emotional aside at work. It seems easy, but it's hard, I could not. I lost someone last week. Thinking back of the people i loved and cared all these while, worth or not worth, there were no regrets. I begin to hate myself for not treasuring the people around me back then, I hate the ticking chimes, which obliviously took away all my happy times. What if one day, it was again to happen and not just 'someone' but .. someone i can't live without, someone so precious to even count for.. How to accept? How will it do me? It will always be a loosing war towards death. Sad. Terrified to even think of. Why must there be goodbyes? Where do you go after that?? Answer me, anyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6042527050275646908?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6042527050275646908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6042527050275646908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6042527050275646908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6042527050275646908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/12/crawling-nights.html' title='The crawling nights'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-298549069389393281</id><published>2009-11-26T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:35:28.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Music: One by One, The Calling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Book : The Post Office, Charles Bukowski&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mood: Heavy but Happy and Excited to be home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hell week almost done, left one more day to go. Today was a massive battle in the afternoon at the meeting room, where so many staring eyes judging your performance, your presentation, your capabilities, your body, your clothes, all of you. It's like stepping into the land of mines, where unknown land mines are laid unnoticeably. One wrong step, one wrong word and harvest the homing missiles. There was I, trying to deploy and convince my idea, my creation, my work to the big bang table. It came too fast to even feel any of it, and gladly, there was some agreeable verdict, thank god, hard work (not really hard work) got paid off. At least it didn't waste away my thinking acids. It was so spontaneous, you could die of spontaneity. And can't believed i presented for 1 hour plus without any aids at all! That's scary. And i wanted to talk more even, hillariously unbelievable as i use to think how could people just stand in front there and talk so long, how could my boss always hovers like an annoying bee, how how, i will never and can never do that. and now i am doing it @.@.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyhow, the worst for today is over. Let's start facing the worst of tomorrows and never ending tomorrows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As most of us are awaiting to harvest the ripen fruit, of what we call bonus, incentive, 13th month, AWS(Annual Wage Supplement), motivation, whatsoever you call it... i am finally feeling it.. not that it paid off the hard work shit, but more to i really deserve this badly to pay the bills and put bread and butter on the table. HAHAHAHA. For the first year of working life, you barely knew where you were heading, but when it hits the second, you somehow know where you are going.. maybe not to the ideal place, but the least, some place not unknown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now i am feeling the glory of being the household hope, or what my family likes to call it "the big water hose", which supplies water sufficiently to keep everyone clean and warm. Very brief, it feels so darn good bringing home money. It's not really the money, it's about fulfilling your role. The baggage is getting heavy, but by carrying it, i have satisfaction. It really feels good to finally be useful, to be the one sharing the burden, and seeing your love ones stop worrying about you, increasing the inch of trust and letting you take the lead. The reverse lead has taken its toll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope i can do more for them. I hope the road is not rocky. I hope &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; will come true. But it's okay if nothing does, i will still be me, just the directions differing. Maybe we can plan a little in life, but never expect the fruits to be a definite sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The winds of the summer sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Be it as it can be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go as you may sail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go as you may trail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Colour me rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peering through like a growing sow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Are you looking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes I am looking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the rainbow's end pot of gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good night, and may you have a great rest in the long weekend ahead! (mine would be longer, haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-298549069389393281?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/298549069389393281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=298549069389393281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/298549069389393281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/298549069389393281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/11/glory-glory.html' title='Glory Glory'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6341146401516213229</id><published>2009-11-15T01:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:54:00.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The profound literaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not wholly ready for my Shakespeare's complete collection, don't even dare to sneak a word or two. That's why I bought it for $9.90 at a book fair to keep it forever in the cabinet :P I am currently into Oscar Wilde, absolutely thumbs up! &lt;i&gt;De Profundis&lt;/i&gt;, all you need to know about the soul of socialism, can't wait to finish it because it is so emotionally arousing!! And, for the second time, re-borrowing Voltaire's Dictionary, only selecting distinct titles to read off, yet, still such an enchanted book about mankind. I am keen to find more books about Sun Yat Sen, and maybe proceed to some warfare items. Visited his historical sites in both Penang and Singapore, inspirational. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I skipped Da Vinci's at Singapore Science Centre few months ago, thinking the description was rather for kids, however, feeling kind of regretted that i missed it though. Wished to visit the Louvre one day..to witness his original works and some of the greatest creation which created the future we ever behold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Found out that Tchaikovsky was gay on Friday. Damn, i have always loved his pieces, very intriguing and specifically sounding. Though i have not played the piano for almost a decade now, i still appreciate old classicals a lot. And i could say, it soothes and solves problems at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most of the namely great people are gay, Wilde was gay too, but he wrote like a goddess. I admire their courage to commit to the most unnatural at that decade which was almost impossible to accept indifference or adversities. To modify perspectives, to create individualism and to push mankind to another level. Very very inspiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Literature, music, art and culture are such beautiful literaries that gave man his profound colour. I love it and will love it forever more till the day I stop existing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6341146401516213229?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6341146401516213229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6341146401516213229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6341146401516213229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6341146401516213229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/11/profound-literaries.html' title='The profound literaries'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5628402958311701776</id><published>2009-11-05T15:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:06:06.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thinker's Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am very deluded. Why didn't our education system made us more indifferent? Rather just cloning our brains as workers, non-thinkers, restricted capabilities and in the worst, EQ isn’t in the list at all. Indifferent in the senses of striking creativity, opinionate subtleties and having the will of its own to create a borderless society. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad but we have to admit that we are still following, and not even any near behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a distinct conversation with and between my two colleagues in the car one late night. Asians are programmed to be more averaged, less bad, less good, neither maximum nor minimum, to stay at a manageable level and always encrusting a harmonious propaganda as our crucial objective. Westerners are less programmed, but trained to use their own thinking in performing tasks. So the good or bad is not programmed, but based very lot on the personal character to grow into it. They have a lot of peaks, whilst, us do not even dare to dream of the peaks. They are very successful people, yet, could be big fat villians. For them, consequences are experience, nothing is good nor bad. We are people who 'think' we wanna be happy, live for a better life. Therefore, we work towards that, most of the time, forgetting about dreams, the impossibles, for only rationalities lived. We are different from them, but none other indifferent from each of us. They are unique, successful in their own ways and rude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Their country produces leaders, creators, entrepreneurs, masterminds. We produce workaholics, followers, weak minds. To be at par, we need to be substantially different, but I have to say, to be the latter has much more happiness than the aforementioned. Balancing the universe, we tend to lose one when we grasped another. When we already have one set of character cemented into our souls, it seems too difficult to be true to cast another type into the same soul. A lot of us are working to it, and that is where virtues start to run loose, ethics disappear and most probably love and pity does not work on you anymore. If one chooses integrity, honesty and good angelic acts, you are easily succumbed to the dark society. Aren’t you at middle-of-no-where? All in all, I don’t mean having one thing will definitely make you lose the other, but you most probably would. If you could grasp the best of both worlds, then you are one lucky person on the streets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want it, you need to work along all your ways to get it. If you do not want it, never hope, never dream, never think like you ever want it as it will feel like a mundane torturous grail of poison that barely keeps you alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are just worthless. I am not saying it is better to be at the other side of the river, but it does looks greener. And things, as it is, does not last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5628402958311701776?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5628402958311701776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5628402958311701776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5628402958311701776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5628402958311701776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/11/thinkers-button.html' title='A Thinker&apos;s Button'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5308379587269716491</id><published>2009-10-25T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:39:19.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting interested on business politics -- too much revolution readings argh &gt;"&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Business is just getting interesting. Considering now at a momentary rest point, after going through a hell of turbulence...finally achievements and subsequent expectations are, too, momentarily subdued.. only thinking..when will again this road of mine diverge again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isn't it ironic? It is just funny living off two countries, distance too near to be true, yet, contrasting so vast. Home land is asking the people to pay RM50 tax per credit card.. while here in the land of 'less-freedom' ..banks are calling up individually, considering they really invest a lot a lot in service and interpersonal issues...offering us, least, the employed taking up free credit cards, as many as you wished, with overdrafts ever ready for you. No matter how you showed your temperament weather, they shelter and cushion it well to achieve the ultimate persuasion. Although you might give them a piece of your vocal overdue cheese cake, they persevere and end the conversation with a surmount politeness, i.e. 'thank you very much for your precious time'. I transcend, perhaps employees here just needed to abide to customers or potential customers to maintain their broth providing wages in bad terms like this. And our dearest Prime Minister, Encik Najib binti bla bla is ushering the people aloud stressing that RM50 is not a problem. Let's say since you are the tunggak of tanahair, why not just YOU try sponsoring us first for the first few rounds? To show that, you walk ahead, and the people will follow you closely behind??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, it is not a small issue when puny stuff like that is obliviously illogical imprudence. Where did those heartfelt forefathers went? It is essential necessary to speak up especially we are the crucial users all these years. Why make things more difficult and not better? The education system is ruined, lucky that a few have survived. Corruption is as simple as buying my boss a cup of coffee. No to mention about the many many many other uncountable misleading decisions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, on the bright side, thanks to you we have learned the act to take care of our own asses. We have unconsciously developed unity WITHOUT any hand from you, the stinky government. We know how to help each other through bad times, treasure priceless happiness and matured accordingly with harsh situations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why is it that when we already have the best of things in life, you would like to irritate and destroy our so-called perfect life that we have perceived? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5308379587269716491?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5308379587269716491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5308379587269716491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5308379587269716491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5308379587269716491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-getting-interested-on-business.html' title='I&apos;m getting interested on business politics -- too much revolution readings argh &gt;&quot;&lt;'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6703346490126603493</id><published>2009-10-18T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:58:09.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery and kindergarten :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/StsCo4uus-I/AAAAAAAACJo/g5VfZ3q91a0/s1600-h/Image0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/StsCo4uus-I/AAAAAAAACJo/g5VfZ3q91a0/s320/Image0015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393907880152708066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dun bite me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/StsBCVib0PI/AAAAAAAACJg/bE8nnT2b6u8/s1600-h/Image0023_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/StsBCVib0PI/AAAAAAAACJg/bE8nnT2b6u8/s320/Image0023_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393906118359240946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moody afternoon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/StsBB4KXz5I/AAAAAAAACJY/2824U-T1czA/s1600-h/Image0020_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/StsBB4KXz5I/AAAAAAAACJY/2824U-T1czA/s320/Image0020_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393906110473686930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nap...zzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/StsBBTxF0kI/AAAAAAAACJQ/OZiwOeIewbc/s1600-h/Image0025_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/StsBBTxF0kI/AAAAAAAACJQ/OZiwOeIewbc/s320/Image0025_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393906100703973954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rollin' roLLin'~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6703346490126603493?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6703346490126603493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6703346490126603493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6703346490126603493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6703346490126603493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/10/nursery-and-kindergarten.html' title='Nursery and kindergarten :)'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/StsCo4uus-I/AAAAAAAACJo/g5VfZ3q91a0/s72-c/Image0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2500674384550864586</id><published>2009-10-10T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:55:29.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fidgety</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can't stream any fucking thing tonight. FrUstrated so what the hell let's write. What a dizzy saturday man. Week days has been hectic. Wanting to sleep real bad but the music has kept me hanging aloof. Wanted to read too, but again, my mac just kept me away whole night. Chuck and Larry is a funny show.. what if my movies ran out, i'm gonna die of dehydration.. I wonder how's everyone back home? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;let's go to bed. An early Saturday. And maybe a bad bad week ahead. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2500674384550864586?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2500674384550864586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2500674384550864586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2500674384550864586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2500674384550864586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/10/fidgety.html' title='Fidgety'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1711574178560193698</id><published>2009-10-01T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T15:45:26.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blogging worm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would consider the art of laziness has perpetually destroyed a part of me, and awakened another sector of hidden liaison. Holidays have ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, the verdict has been sounded and yes, i could feel the new milestone stacking up. New life coming up soon. As predicted, October is gonna be a so serious month. New place and new people. I was telling one friend over Facebook the other night about, &lt;em&gt;great people and good places seldom or almost never coincide. Even if they do, best of things do not last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have mastered the art of mixing up truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;People are so casual today and i am not telling. This office, which i will miss truly when i detach shall be a reminiscent worth hanging up the wall. 1 year has been good. I am just afraid i will forget. I am the worst at stalling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope i am ready to walk out of the circle and join the other precinct out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No, i am not changing my job :P and yes, it is career advancement, but it is a one way indescribable complexity that you would decline to hear of. I should start playing back those tapes. Like i played when i graduated from undergraduate. Surprisingly, today's clock ticks slightly slower, and that feels so damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I should find time to upload some recent trip photos here. Life is too much and too easy to be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1711574178560193698?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1711574178560193698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1711574178560193698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1711574178560193698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1711574178560193698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogging-worm.html' title='The blogging worm'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5671335543087036396</id><published>2009-09-29T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:26:13.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A meticulous mimicry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The act was of obvious reluctance which simple men could portray as much as they wanted too. For i despise as much as i disrespect, ironically, the first person dwells as much as further. The pantomimist did a great job. It was just a passing scene. When the princess came to the balcony, induced as she was, to hum to the hymns, into a poetic trance which could bring her to, the unceasing feeling. As the moon smirked and beamed lowly, people gained the day and put the rest for tomorrow. For she was the one that seemingly accompanied till dawn. As much as the audience applauded, as quick as time passed by, the charade was nothing more than a night of show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5671335543087036396?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5671335543087036396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5671335543087036396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5671335543087036396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5671335543087036396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/09/meticulous-mimicry.html' title='A meticulous mimicry'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-4634376317496992402</id><published>2009-09-28T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:51:03.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling ardent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes. as usual, at this point of half past midnight, i am still hogging on my mac and yet to clean up myself to serve my bed. Just got back from the F1 race, feeling pretty overwhelmed with the bazooka frequency and a detour to a further MRT entry for a less crowded journey home. I am dirt dirty now with all the sweating from the race, but witnessing Hamilton grabbed the Grand Prix made the worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Has been superb busy with non-work related events and readings have been left everywhere too. October is swarming by soon. Would it be a more serious month? More concentration on work that is definitely. Some lifestyle advancement would be ideal, hopefully. There are also a few bullets i need to complete, and some are still idling. Always waiting for answers, that's what i always do. But not all i get them. Sometimes happy, sometimes down. I should switch this to somehow happy, somehow down doesn't matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Realizing things is rather than not realizing it at all for the rest of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ardently, we shall plunge into this life, not fate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fate is self-determined, it can't be avoided but altered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We must chase the wind like a happy kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Find time to stroll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dance to what we feel to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and Love the ONE truly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally started reading Reveries of a Solitary Walker by Rosseau, on my due date. The library is always darn so far away.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Knowing that the career path will be getting steeper and challenging starting next month ahead, i can't help but trying to let the maximum loose out of my head. Maybe i'll work like nuts all cranked up for the next one year. I hope not. I hope i could really get something out of it. Not waste my time least. The path is pretty laid out, time to walk on it ... i wonder would i feel barefooted?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-4634376317496992402?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/4634376317496992402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=4634376317496992402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4634376317496992402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4634376317496992402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-ardent.html' title='Feeling ardent'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-8216370067010292197</id><published>2009-09-10T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:16:31.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The thinning time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some things you can't feel it no more. Instance of a display overlooking retail items, but locked by the clear cut glass. As we lived, as I lived, a quarter of life ever since, life has gotten more of a taxi than a private vehicle. You take in people, you take them out, just as quick. We don't spend time understanding each other, stop for a moment and learn appreciating another. We do not get to know anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When the path becomes narrower, do we tend to hinder or perpetuate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realized i came from a faraway place differing so much more, in terms of people, place and culture. Then we grow and differentiate, and i have become what i am today. I feel depreciative for those who do not appreciate differences. But i feel good, instance of quenching my questions on life exploration, just like the burp after a satisfying meal, knowing the difference. Slow i may be, but be it a treasure item. Being different is what makes us unique, isn't it? If one day, you feel trapped in the middle and can't be what's not, what should you do? Do as the Romans do or keep the old habit dies hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-8216370067010292197?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/8216370067010292197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=8216370067010292197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8216370067010292197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8216370067010292197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/09/thinning-time.html' title='The thinning time'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-382735994555529673</id><published>2009-09-06T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T15:34:55.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom Boom Pow~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;One lucky weekend !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;...Picking up one of the top 10 lucky prizes at Sentosa today, an event of Family Day and team building~ Made my willingness to wake up early on a Saturday morning worth!! Slept at 3am the previous night and eventually felt my Saturday was stoned @_@~... My price took its toll at the 6th placing of an external dvd burner~~ reminds me of teman-ing someone go shopping &lt;i&gt;for&lt;/i&gt; a external line-in line-out I/O.. oh yeah.. it's &lt;i&gt;for &lt;/i&gt;FYP, but ended up blasting music more than anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SqNitqslOII/AAAAAAAAB-Q/Y-CVsglHNU4/s320/DSC03223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378250916705417346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;the lesboz chix&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SqNhomXt2vI/AAAAAAAAB-I/RADJZx7Li7o/s320/DSC03221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378249730133187314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;the sea, sun and sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SqNhoGHD4cI/AAAAAAAAB-A/dMpjFCqkR8w/s320/DSC03226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378249721473393090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;shades&lt;/span&gt;....totally, ain't it? :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we went for movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;G-Force had me reminisce my furry balls which once conquered the lonely cages i ever have left now.. and they loved prickling human fingers, loved the corns and nuts, ever loving the long hot afternoon naps with sexy poses.. ^_^ gosh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeling eventful...it's entertaining ..the place and the ever people~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCUBA AT SABAH NEXT UP! YOZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-382735994555529673?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/382735994555529673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=382735994555529673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/382735994555529673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/382735994555529673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-lucky-weekend.html' title='Boom Boom Pow~~'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SqNitqslOII/AAAAAAAAB-Q/Y-CVsglHNU4/s72-c/DSC03223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-9134869744099240701</id><published>2009-08-30T22:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:23:21.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening to Gold 90.5FM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Eeeeee...the sidebar is up..thought of reliving the old sidebar coz i'm lazy to do any further coding.. my blog is ugly coz i am lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, life is pretty comprehensive these days. So much so, everything needed to flow in at the same time. T_T give me break man!!! life, career, thinkings and pregnancy (not mine..hehe) but yeah..have been hiding at home for the past 2 weekends due to some nice weather.. and so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; in love with oldies lately, addictive yet soothing recumbence. Wanted to disclose my recent fervent was to brood at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, i do agree now that when we are selfish, decisions are easily made &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(quoted)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Well, no, life is not meant to be selfish. Sadly, there goes.. &lt;i&gt;I am so sorry to tell you that i am really not up to commitment yet, so i gotta do what i'm suppose to do. &lt;/i&gt;I feel really guilty for my negligence on commitment, but please forgive me. I am yet to be 24, so i am still young enough to reason my deflection. I promise i will cover my mistakes, my promises and my negligence all in one. It's not good. I am closing more doors, rather than attempting to open new doors often. I am scolding myself for loosing the humane viscosity. I swear I will not loose it out to this deluged world, but it's hard to hold on sometimes. Give me some space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, life got lifted up to another level. I hope the two &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; decisions i made were right. It seems rational, but &lt;i&gt;doesn't&lt;/i&gt; seems right to me....seems ordinary.. doesn't feel &lt;i&gt;c&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;orrect&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;certain&lt;/i&gt;. Yeahh.. life is always a mess by sudden interception and then come....all the undeciding factors.. &lt;b&gt;*rants -- it's so unfair why am i always the deciding person??? this is leadership torture!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, i do realized at the end of the tunnel, whether it's bright light or dark failure, things still roll on as it is. So why give yourself a hard time? Just give your best shot, and leave the rest to your boss (not god). Perhaps in life, if you wished to go on further, you have to leave some behind. It's the balance of the universe and it could not be helped of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will be shifting to a new place soon, a career advancement and puppies running around back home on the 18th September. Should i fly home just to catch a glimpse of those cute little mittens? I thought my diving event in September will be great, but this is even a greater event ..might be the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;greatest&lt;/span&gt; event of 2009! ^_^ Birth is the greatest creation of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aaaahhhhhh....at one time it is one plain grain..at another, gives you enough pressure exhilaration to keep you awake and talk to a long time friend whole night long~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aaaahhhhhhhh ...LIFE is to blog along. I have written a lot this weekend, the gush of satisfaction just fills. Happy Birthday Malaysia~~ I am definitely coming home one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Passion runs in your blood if you are able to discover it's type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-9134869744099240701?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/9134869744099240701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=9134869744099240701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/9134869744099240701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/9134869744099240701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/08/listening-to-gold-905fm.html' title='Listening to Gold 90.5FM'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6451031853410687470</id><published>2009-08-17T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:22:02.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another weekend in Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey ya you there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;How you do like my new skin? It's not finished, but i'm lazy to do any further development..let it be it for the mean time. Woot~ lots of space compared to the old skin ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tired days.. did some room cleaning recently, and found that my wardrobe has grown, and still is growing like nobody's business. Maybe the credit swapping has to stop at all means. I should REALLY stop shopping. The beautiful clothes out there will always meet its owners, which is not you..i mean, which is not me. I still need time to sort my 'one-bag-full-of-duno-wad". And, gotta give myself a tiny applause for doing some fine laundry and house chores during the weekend~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weekends are always full of silly thinkings.. Weekdays would be full of hoping tomorrow is a saturday~ I need someone to whack me now and then. I'm getting blur at work. i'm waking later everyday to take off to work..PEople think i am a puny idiot, well, i don't mind. i'd rather keep quiet than enlighten you.. There are always transition periods, depends on good or bad ones.. *keep the jolly dude around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's sad that Singapore plays HK movies dubbed in Mandarin. Heck, it really displeasures when you see your dear handsome hongkong boy's mouth miming mandarin out of a cantonese lip sync, not his voice, not the tone that you like..and worse of all, you barely understand if they used some difficult mandarin... it's the same as animes or jap movies dubbed in any other languages as well..imagine watching naruto in vietnamese. i'd rather the original language but an international subtitle like ..English?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blog is the place for emotion overhauling.. and also to post things you are proud/shame of, or wanna show something that you're shy to disclaim...and NEVER think people don't read your stuff~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Things i could remember, i will remember&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Payday cheque all going to clear my credit bills tomorrow~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Night night~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6451031853410687470?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6451031853410687470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6451031853410687470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6451031853410687470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6451031853410687470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-ya-you-there-how-you-do-like-my-new.html' title='Another weekend in Singapore'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5121075991592222396</id><published>2009-08-11T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:23:28.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>State of my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i wonder if we can control what we are thinking, translates to, what we want to think of. Rather than, all of it culminates into one peak of time, and on another hour, dispersed as a brush of the forehead. I think some are able to do it, controlling what to do, what to choose and even, what to think. If we can lay out clear cut structures in life, where does high and low comes by? Isn't it suffocating, always telling yourself what you should do, what you shan't, what you must, what you musn't? i don't know..some calls it discipline? proper? planning? i think i live outside this line, and never will abide to any .. but i do fairly admit, i always lay out a lot of things.. just that i'm kind of a failure to do it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i remember reading somewhere that finding yourself is one of the hardest task in life. I'm still trying soul-searching...it really feels good, i feel different from the person i sit next to, talk to or with someone who has close similarities with me. Perhaps getting to know is really important.. i'm still looking around..maybe it's hard, i feel like giving up at times, but logic always tell me that's not logical...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On another note, i'm still waiting for an answer. It has been a month. Wish me luck? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good sufficient rest always makes me another day of needing&lt;i&gt; more and more rest&lt;/i&gt; :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5121075991592222396?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5121075991592222396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5121075991592222396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5121075991592222396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5121075991592222396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/08/state-of-my-mind.html' title='State of my mind'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-112606198689879052</id><published>2009-07-26T23:25:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:01:10.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;August 2009 is coming by, marks one year of working life in this big blue ocean. As a matter of having this middle-of-no-where feeling, life still goes on... and is all about spending money.. and cashing out at the end of the month for the high bills..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;FOOD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx3o-hIfUI/AAAAAAAAB3c/9UK411d-Mlw/s1600-h/DSC03137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362792802151857474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx3o-hIfUI/AAAAAAAAB3c/9UK411d-Mlw/s320/DSC03137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Chocolate Hazelnut Crunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah well, the main course does not interest me much these days. Trying out weird sides and small stuff are the cravings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362794788073202290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx5ckprYnI/AAAAAAAAB3s/vnUj8WH0o5A/s320/DSC03145-1.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mango Pudding at Long Beach (dry ice decorated the bottom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I for one, personally do not enjoy work lunch/dinner.. fully distressing trying to keep my table etiquette while performing work-related conversation.. in addition to all, keeping the non-locals interested on the table is quite an amount. In the end, I managed to surpass all distraught and eventually blend. One of the goodies the corporate world could offer, is nothing better than a free lunch. It was a challenge to balance between British, Germans, Japanese and Chinese. That's why Malaysian rocks! Taking a depth into, I wonder why there weren't any Singaporeans that night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PLACES..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx3onwuhTI/AAAAAAAAB3U/IaTZTtVxqaU/s1600-h/DSC03129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362792796043248946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx3onwuhTI/AAAAAAAAB3U/IaTZTtVxqaU/s320/DSC03129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Heaven's Loft at 8th floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;It was a Sunday. It was the new opening of Orchard Central. It was a stroll after Ice Age 3. So why not? The live band at the mezzanine was jazzy and pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx3ocSiQ-I/AAAAAAAAB3M/Q6VBsuqxsLI/s1600-h/DSC03118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362792792963826658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx3ocSiQ-I/AAAAAAAAB3M/Q6VBsuqxsLI/s320/DSC03118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The usual hangout - Crazy Elephant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Running around on Friday night, half drunk with Margarita Lime. I was tired oukay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SHOPPING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx5dDCKZyI/AAAAAAAAB30/3bkWkcTNjIM/s1600-h/DSC03152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362794796228962082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx5dDCKZyI/AAAAAAAAB30/3bkWkcTNjIM/s320/DSC03152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;TopSHop/TOpMAn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx61NQUkSI/AAAAAAAAB38/xZ15sLbnbDI/s1600-h/DSC03167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362796310801191202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx61NQUkSI/AAAAAAAAB38/xZ15sLbnbDI/s320/DSC03167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The popular line-up at the new Louis Vuitton. No, there's no sales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx7UJ8LJGI/AAAAAAAAB4M/tHvsZkmoBAo/s1600-h/DSC03154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362796842487325794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx7UJ8LJGI/AAAAAAAAB4M/tHvsZkmoBAo/s320/DSC03154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No, there's no sales in Swarovski either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx7T9Rix9I/AAAAAAAAB4E/XFx8jPp3r00/s1600-h/DSC03156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362796839087294418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx7T9Rix9I/AAAAAAAAB4E/XFx8jPp3r00/s320/DSC03156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;How nice is Ion's toilet, that made me spend time to capture my preys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Yeah, all about ION ORCHARD now, it's the new fish in town. Shopping is about Singapore, Singapore has all about shopping...&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;... Maybe i should be grateful that this syndrome has grant me much immunity in retail procurement.. but sadly, i'm still far from "buying what's necessary".. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;TRAVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SmyCL6PjCRI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ZB_cguSRqNk/s1600-h/DSC03174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362804397416057106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SmyCL6PjCRI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ZB_cguSRqNk/s320/DSC03174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Booked a few flights home..which cost more than a bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Thank you firefly for offering the 80-minute flight of Singapore-Ipoh. And thank you for closing your gates 30 minutes before time so that i have enough time to rush from Jurong or Aljunied all the way to Changi. Thank you also for the less affordable price in circumstance of the convenience weighed in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Talking about what realize those pictures above..and most of my time is spent on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx7UtLlz-I/AAAAAAAAB4U/dstPy16NeEA/s1600-h/DSC03141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362796851947229154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx7UtLlz-I/AAAAAAAAB4U/dstPy16NeEA/s320/DSC03141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Happy Place after 6pm and those breaks in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And some indulgence on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;MUSIC &amp;amp; LITERATURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lenka&lt;/span&gt; is pretty cool, she's Czech and Aussie mixed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Still can't get enough of&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt; MJ&lt;/span&gt;'s tunes too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;And radio is always the best choice for chinese songs, coz i duno which is which. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Reading the rusty old charm of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Voltaire's Dictionary&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;DREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Still the prime thing that i have always liked to do..be it snoozing or awake. I dream more than i can control myself from doing so..always drifting off too easily to be true.. and i hope dreams do come true. I believe it will someday... *floatz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;My hopes are high at stakes. Is it truly the greener pasture? I believe so.. Let those staccati beat on.. Let's all hope and dream together ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Gosh, it's 1 am and i'm still editing..gonna miss the 'taxi' tomorrow morning to work. Good night. Oyasuminasai. Gute nacht. Wan An.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;P/S : It will not be a happy week as Malaysia's creative director, Yasmin Ahmad had just passed away. Days would gloom to mourn. I truly believe she had instilled a heart in each of us for all the work she did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-112606198689879052?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/112606198689879052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=112606198689879052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/112606198689879052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/112606198689879052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/07/late-sunday.html' title='Late Sunday'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Smx3o-hIfUI/AAAAAAAAB3c/9UK411d-Mlw/s72-c/DSC03137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6431280006789586622</id><published>2009-07-18T00:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:50:22.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is those small spaces which kept real large stuff.  It is those times when hours turned into seconds. It was the girl who sat still and read about the world. It was the musician who played the glass clanking melodies. The cameo played on. The audience had their time. Life shall end, love shall live on. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6431280006789586622?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6431280006789586622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6431280006789586622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6431280006789586622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6431280006789586622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-those-small-spaces-which-kept.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1482440789464836992</id><published>2009-07-13T13:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:27:00.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Consciousness expresses itself through creation.&lt;br /&gt;This world we live in is the dance of the creator.&lt;br /&gt;Dancers come and go in the twinkling of an eye but the dance lives on.&lt;br /&gt;On many an occasion, when I am dancing, I have felt touched by something sacred.&lt;br /&gt;In those moments, I felt my spirit soar and become one with everything that exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I become the stars and the moon.&lt;br /&gt;I become the lover and the beloved.&lt;br /&gt;I become the victor and the vanquished.&lt;br /&gt;I become the master and the slave.&lt;br /&gt;I become the singer and the song.&lt;br /&gt;I become the knower and the known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I keep on dancing and then, it is the eternal dance of creation.&lt;br /&gt;The creator and the creation merge into one wholeness of joy.&lt;br /&gt;I keep on dancing— until there is only. . .the dance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Michael Jackson 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, yeah.. i was one of the kids who got scared by &lt;em&gt;Thriller&lt;/em&gt;, thought that the guy really got killed in &lt;em&gt;Smooth Criminal&lt;/em&gt;, knew about racial issues through &lt;em&gt;Black and White&lt;/em&gt;, started to realise the earth is dying at our hands on &lt;em&gt;Earth Song&lt;/em&gt; and, felt that &lt;em&gt;You Are Not Alone&lt;/em&gt; was annoying due to its repetitive lyrics. Nevertheless, the legend lives on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**My first purchase at HMV -- Michael Jackson live in Bucharest 1992, The Dangerous Tour. WHOPPING AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1482440789464836992?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1482440789464836992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1482440789464836992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1482440789464836992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1482440789464836992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/07/dance.html' title='The Dance'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5799936718547422240</id><published>2009-07-06T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:06:55.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rhythm of the rain is the sound of silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I did not know the music stopped too soon to be thought of. I hesitated my waltz, and then, there was that. The dance was full of grace, a beautiful piece, the background notes as fragrant as the french pennies surging its summer blooms.. but it was unfinished, work undone.. As i watched his silhouette vanquished by the slamming doors, the notes still playing faintly behind..i just stared and did not wonder why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If rain only poured on ye summer blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though thou knew it nay come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The winds will coo to thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The willows shall shake to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thus, listen carefully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5799936718547422240?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5799936718547422240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5799936718547422240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5799936718547422240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5799936718547422240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/07/rhythm-of-rain-is-sound-of-silence.html' title='The rhythm of the rain is the sound of silence'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5139285798216196729</id><published>2009-06-16T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:57:41.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adulthood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No play, no games. A life nine to five, else, more if required. I found another white shiny follicle sprouted upon the black ones today. #_# I haven't even turn 24, this is so unorthodox!!! Maybe i should not complain, i feel much more comfortable than many other engineers out there. I should be thankful, but no thanks to the white hair. I hope i missed, and hope that it's the previous one that's known to be sticking out to show 'intelligence'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today i shall prevail my thinking pads to only work efficiently at necessary times, not all the time.. But i can't help it!!! I like to think and think and dig thoughts, and sometimes, prolly, ponders too much too unhealthily. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe white sprouts are signs of growing up. And so are: transmuting from one gang happy bus rides to lonesome taxi rendezvous, from laugh and lunch to searching for the best food in town in that puny 1 hour that you have, getting from hiphop in the clubs to classical indulgement at the esplanade, yumchaz switched from 3am to 10pm and so on, so forth. Relationships getting bored, from play and fun to sophisticated dining at exclusive restaurants. Dates become lesser but each are more serious. Certainties became uncertain, sometimes, weekends felt longer than weekdays... Cooking taste better than food outside, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ChannelNewsAsia&lt;/span&gt; seems much more interesting than &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memoirs of Geisha&lt;/span&gt; playing at TV5. I think more than I sleep, I work more than I play, I worry more than I care. No it's not stress. It's just the transition of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moving on seems pretty fast. Decisions are quick and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mUst&lt;/span&gt; be right. Processors run to chase up to the latest technology. Sex is no longer a myth, boys are just guys. Pretense is strong, first impression paints the permanent picture, everything necessary is necessary, unnecessary is just insignificant and to be forgotten in a mili second. As if this huge world twirled so quick, before you knew it, it's another year, another decade, people start getting married, have kids and retire. Birthday celebrations are just protocols, a dine out is just a need to catch up with old friends. Too many uncountable problems surge, and people just don't talk about it anymore. I float and people don't understand why. Put up a charade, wear a mask, purse your lips and you are the drama queen. Truth to be entwined, hell to rule and the dark side reigns. Difficult became easy, good is bad, bad is good, all equals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Where have you been, fun? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yah. I have it, kept safely ^_^. What about yours? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5139285798216196729?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5139285798216196729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5139285798216196729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5139285798216196729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5139285798216196729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/06/adulthood.html' title='Adulthood'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-7727739441260920142</id><published>2009-06-09T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:55:35.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes of the summer June</title><content type='html'>Wanna share some quotes to run the weekdays more efficiently:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;German: Wie war der thor, wer weiser, wer bettler oder kaiser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Translated: Who was the fool, Who was the wise man, the beggar or the king?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the German chapter by D.C. Gilman of D.50- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the book, Who Really Runs the World? by Thom Burnett  &amp;amp; Alex Games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Latin: Jacta Alea Est!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Translated: The die is cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -Julius Caesar-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annotation : H&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; "&gt;e had crossed the river, and there was no going back. He was at war with Pompey and the Senate of Rome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Compose me a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;In your deluded self all night long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why transcend me this heaven and hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Instance of a fiery intensed spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Watching me, watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Shall we begin this serenade in a cue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Lum Mi-Fern- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-7727739441260920142?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/7727739441260920142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=7727739441260920142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7727739441260920142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7727739441260920142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/06/quotes-of-summer-june.html' title='Quotes of the summer June'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-4350990749386505732</id><published>2009-06-02T21:50:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:42:28.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it the weather, or is it ME?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The weather couldn't be hotter than this heat. It's very very darn super duper hot. It's not okay, although i know i'm as hot as the weather, or hotter still. Haha. It's serious when i get awaken by the heat in midnight. I NEVER wake up in midnights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another life's turning point after 8 months of working life. It's not healthy to count, though i do love to count and work out the math at times. I am being seconded to an industrial partner for the next 3 months ahead, walking along the roads of Geylang everyday with hot sun spiking heat on my purified skin. I really felt like i was in R&amp;amp;D for the first time (after a 8-month hide at the research institute, where everything seems so ideal, in actual f. stu. ideology). A part of me felt like being stricken by lightning, i knew it would happen one day, didn't thought it would be this fast, but it did came, BUZZED me. Well, the reluctance was some "graceful" friends back in SIMTech and nothing else of the unsound waves and ridiculous storms. It's time to learn how to solve problems. No. It's time to solve problems, not discuss problems, create problems, research on problems, sit down and think of problems, like a silly sit-duck, who never saw what outside of the panes offer. No time to loose, man. Yea, and i will be good in it, i know it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I somehow, felt the green light deep within. I, too can feel slight guidance for this path less trodden. I don't know. I can't see, but i can just FEEL it. Just forward would be good, no turning back is even greater. Oh yeah..no regrets. I'm gonna build my career path in this dark R&amp;amp;D route, play facebook and still, communicate with computer languages and machines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have attended a scientific writing workshop recently, preaching on how to write a proper publication. In any circumstances, i didn't quite like the French head. I personally felt he wasn't that good, but just good enough to bluff some bucks out of the Singaporeans kiasu mindsets. While, the other was a software training...again..some scientist bullz shooting the poor technical personnel with their so-called "your software not good enough for us" subversive concrete ascendance. When will only people start to communicate efficiently? Without any sort of discrimination, with substantial point of view, steadfast as ground rooted? I don't prefer improper communication and i don't like mandarin. Hell ya. Do you call yourself an engineer/scientist while you can't even propagate the universal language in the rightful accordance? Helluva bull. Okay, maybe i'm going a bit far here...personally feels, all bores down to the mind itself. It's a great organ, depends on how you use it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm writing this longer coz i know you are enjoying this. muahaha. let's continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to Aquarama (fish fair), a book fair..and did window shopping on some musical ornaments. Wahhhh..seems all three events is relatively back to the good old secondary school days, where i had fishes, had time for my fave literatures and played a piano back then. Looking at the fighting fishes, brought me back to memories where we used to sell them at our school fair..and friends were friends back then, hell yeah. Sad to say, i'm having a hard time juggling reading as eyes just get pretty fatigue at the end of the day usually, and what more laziness surges like a waterpipe burst.. bleah..And as for piano..just remembered that i didn't had good money to support myself to further into it, so i was just lost in music somewhere, transmuted from a composer to a listener. My current passion are just being with good friends..and do one or two outdoors at times (can't afford too many of it anymore..old d..haha)..and have some good time dwelling in some thoughts. In short, just having a good time worth more than gold seriously. During the weekend, i discovered some new personalities, which..where..things are always ironic..aren't they. hatelove. lovehate. which comes first? hate? love? hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and i'll just write and write...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ah! not forgetting..managed to grasp a Shakespeare's full works for only $9.90 at the book fair!! It's a whooping bargain..comparatively, as i read damn slow (or might not finish ever) ..libraries won't love a borrower like me. Bah. Now i can read as slow as i want, get my wildest imaginations on the quirkiest old golden English. Words are my life. Beautiful words are even more inspirational. BUT, i'm still lazy to start on that fat book, Shakespeare on the cover staring at me like my great-grandfather wall masterpiece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It feels good to write a lot. Write and write..like hell who cares what in the world is transcending along.. I like my time, i like the words. It just brings me forth, forge me a fortress when i feel fatigue. They never leave me, keeps imprinting and grinds me deep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The night will never get lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-4350990749386505732?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/4350990749386505732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=4350990749386505732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4350990749386505732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4350990749386505732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-it-weather-or-is-it-me.html' title='Is it the weather, or is it ME?'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1034757530848131052</id><published>2009-05-18T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:07:30.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a bit late now, feeling tired out of the Monday routine. It seems life would be a little better above clouds, above serenity and passion...where nothing substitutes nothing, or nothing can ever substitute something. Well, simple as it is, i'm glad that my dear friends still read this old dusty blog i have had..for like few years. I wonder how long i could keep the pace..writing is almost inevitable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time, place and people shall coincide, and wind up to be a dream. I'm out of luck, doesn't seem to get the coincidence too often, well, at the usual, time will just walk me by..so so sad eh. Oh well.. Why people chase over their dreams? where we can have them so clearly once we doze off into slumberland.. or perhaps their pillow just ain't soft as mine. It's not difficult to have a dream. It's difficult to write your dream. When you write them, you need the right words and rhythm. But damn..it's frustrating when most people can't see what you saw and can't read what you wrote, even with the right elements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although i might not have the all three, but i should write them out one by one. I shall write my dreams though it's tough. I know i should. Nowadays, i feel so layered as if dreams were no longer there, yet i know it's there. My words became meaningless yet meaningful. But, who would be the one who will read what i write...and see what i saw? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm getting too deep, oh no, i can't save myself...as if i'm drowning into the deep dirty dark sea... Thanks to the shallowness I've been through that brought me this path of the depth. It's not good..you don't find one or two easily in such depth. I really hope i'm doing the right thing...well, since ever..i'm much more confident in making decisions for myself, i feel so invisible to problems. It's there, but i just don't care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just not good enough yet. I felt like going home today, so i wen't and bought myself a bus ticket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reading Jean Jacques-Rousseau : The Social Contract. Very very nice WORDS indeed, which have been always be with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1034757530848131052?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1034757530848131052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1034757530848131052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1034757530848131052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1034757530848131052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-bit-late-now-feeling-tired-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-4339650663138911267</id><published>2009-05-05T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:57:45.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i always have lots to do. but i always don't do the lots of stuff that's needed to be done. It feels great, to take one day off from work.. totally not doing anything, brain emptied.. (okay..a tiny confession that i did peep at the office mailbox.. BUT it was for a personal communication.. :P okay! i did replied some of my colleagues..they sounded urgent :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Labour day's weekend was superb with the old uni gang again..i love the pics taken..it's just some real good ol' days revamp!..after school rock..everyone more proper and matured after being in the working world for almost 1 year..i do admit, we did change for the better sake.. all of us, in our own different ways...and let's say fate was so 'helpful' to let me bump into my past in the midst of hype and everything..i knew it, a past will just stay as a dream..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would really wanna say...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i wanna work my ass off coz i love my job&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it sounds so not me.. haha..or probably it's really me..this kinda spirit would spoils the whole employee market completely..making it more competitive each day.. and what most, i found inspiration and passion in my job and that's really cool.. it's ironic that i can't wait to be back at work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It really feels great. Not doing anything. No thinking of any stuff. But you know...the waves will somehow come, and when it's time, you'll just succumb naturally. Till the time comes..good vibes, great feelings..and speak no more of the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-4339650663138911267?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/4339650663138911267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=4339650663138911267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4339650663138911267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4339650663138911267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-always-have-lots-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2803081796369887976</id><published>2009-04-19T21:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:48:17.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every once in a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If your place is not raining, you would have a hunch about global warming. The city is red tonight, another signs of environmental killing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was the word, which kept me afloat at some early hours. I wondered how deep i could go, thus, i went signing up for scuba. Today was my first confined pool diving experience. Yes. Valuable. Once in a life time. and yes. Deep, very deep. It drained almost every litre out of me for the continuous 10-5pm session. I went deep (not as deep as the ocean yet, but gonna do it real soon!), met someone deep, and unpredictably discovered a hidden phobia and overcame it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have mentioned several times of 'afloat' just figuratively..but literally..this was for real..i wasn't touching land, neither any gravity defined platforms.. just my oxygen tank and i..being able to travel down there is just truly amazing.. wait till i get to the ocean..swim along with their fins, flip as they whirled and observe the world's most less explored lands..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How deep can you go? Is depth an obstacle..or a target to surpass? either just a mathematical distance to you or a place you've never been there before? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many or most of us have THIS -- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;orld Of Our Own&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SOME has yet to discover it, or has never discovered it before.. until they do, they'll go.."woohoo" or "cuckoo"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SOME keeps it safe at their hearts and do soul-searchings now and then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SOME wears masks and pretend to go along with the world, has little time for their own world, leaving that place abandoned and next to none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SOME tend to pour all at their personal blogs, thinking no-one-reads-my-stuff..but actually..people do READ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SOME lives in it only at a certain percentage, especially when they are alone..for instance &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"hobby of dressing up as a victorian opera singer and sings to oneself in front of mirror holding the hair-dryer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and masters a switching ability between reality and own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well..on the other greener or darker side of the grass..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SOME lives in it all-day.. all-nite.. all of their lives.. they only have one perspective... held tightly to one and beholding none any other worlds. but they know it's a big big world outside there.. choosing ignorance, which leads to bliss after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SOME has no reality, no acceptance..the world of their own is the only world they have. that's it. period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is no bullshit, of many people encounters, acquaintances, frienships, BFFs till enemies.. there are MORE SOME out there..which..makes the world scarier, dark, intriguing or&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; MigHt bE BeTTEr fRom TimE to tIMe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe it's like..i never knew taking off my mask underwater was that challenging..till i did it. Got a dead duck for it..but eventually..all well ends well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the world of my own ^_^. I don't really like reality but there isn't a choice to run away. You still have to learn how to take off your mask underwater though, it's tough, difficult..but not necessary you can't do it. Human always fumble when there are choices..when they ain't happy, they have pointy fingers at the crossroad they once stood at, therefore, when there isn't choice, i would say sometimes it's a better thang.. we save the thinking and let fate lead us where it should be.. and we can't really blame fate, can we? Coz..we can't choose our fate either.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was glad that i carried my life support, that heavy oxygen tank behind me, did stunts which i thought i can't, enjoyed the route under the hot burning sun which gave me sexy bikini sunburns.. and next to millions..seeing ocean life in real time! deep down under!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friends -- party, laugh, study, think, talk, work, sleep and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nua&lt;/span&gt; like there's no other day..no problems, no worries.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;as a problem is not a problem if there's no solution.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So why worry since there's a solution for retrieval&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; A question not necessary have answer or answers.. *quoted by you. U U U. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hang pig ^Oo^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; week to start on with two ultimately important huge presentation with big bosses. Do you LoVe R&amp;amp;D? yoz. Nite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2803081796369887976?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2803081796369887976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2803081796369887976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2803081796369887976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2803081796369887976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-once-in-while.html' title='Every once in a while'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-7226712519336818078</id><published>2009-04-06T21:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:57:37.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not a good month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some broke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some had a surgical operation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some is having a hideous time at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some lost his thumb drive with super confidential information in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some lost a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some actually don't mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some had cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you are complaining about how much your boss tortures you, or the dinner was just ain't respectively up to standard, please shut up and start thanking your day. Life is only one short time, given or taken, it's how you fill up the jar. I'm always trying to convince that bad things happen in due course of good stuff. So that, the bright light is always at the end of the tunnel, in your thoughts, least it could happen, there's hope, which is important to strengthen out lifespan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, do you think I could make it there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoHONiCnEI/AAAAAAAAAgU/KsFFW8V0aOo/s1600-h/CIMG1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoHONiCnEI/AAAAAAAAAgU/KsFFW8V0aOo/s320/CIMG1549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321573850423663682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CNY 2009 dinner at Boon Lay Raja Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoIDavg-CI/AAAAAAAAAgc/-2EVbBg2YVY/s1600-h/DSC02773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoIDavg-CI/AAAAAAAAAgc/-2EVbBg2YVY/s320/DSC02773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321574764502906914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful Aye..@NIE library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoJdeCBmTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/JCpA96Nq_as/s1600-h/P1000573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoJdeCBmTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/JCpA96Nq_as/s320/P1000573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321576311574075698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;salt water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoD7RunReI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-YDkxVBm71w/s1600-h/E-150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoD7RunReI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-YDkxVBm71w/s320/E-150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321570226597742050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my table..6th april 2009, Holiday Atrium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoDhdf9gXI/AAAAAAAAAgE/UlZQ3P445Wo/s1600-h/DSC02882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoDhdf9gXI/AAAAAAAAAgE/UlZQ3P445Wo/s320/DSC02882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321569783080911218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8pm at the suburbs of Changi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoDAVjcAGI/AAAAAAAAAf8/fW0cMsoCkfc/s1600-h/DSC02905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoDAVjcAGI/AAAAAAAAAf8/fW0cMsoCkfc/s320/DSC02905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321569214012325986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cables..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-7226712519336818078?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/7226712519336818078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=7226712519336818078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7226712519336818078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7226712519336818078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/04/2009-blues.html' title='2009 blues'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SdoHONiCnEI/AAAAAAAAAgU/KsFFW8V0aOo/s72-c/CIMG1549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1324109758131968104</id><published>2009-03-25T22:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:16:25.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star-phish and sea cucumber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, wanna note this down before today turns into history.. or perhaps everything now had a sudden shift of present to past, and what's future might be becoming present. imagination or for real..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's this wise lil cute &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;sea cucumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who likes to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nua&lt;/span&gt; at some rock and a spiky &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;starfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which spikes whatever that comes around. The sea cucumber is easily baited by the starfish but yet to be victimized as..well, lil sea cucumber is wise ma. Starfish thinks sea cucumber is more like a fish since it succumbs to baits easily. They live happily under the shallow waters of Redang island well shaded with the large coconut tree leaves. Sea cucumber likes to crawl around and scares starfish..if only starfish could whack it and cast some magical spell on it to turn it into something uglier.. ah ..starfish has a dream to transform into a beautiful seahorse which is so sophisticatedly admired by many in the underwater world..or maybe a sotong to squirt black ink and kill dee annoying sea cucumber ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/ScpIAztGtEI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OMcZuFT6sAQ/s320/IMG_3402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317141488780883010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beauty amidst of hustle bustle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps again, a dream will always be a dream, and sweet dreams are better more than less, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just made one of my day with THIS amidst of some mid week routines~ Who doesn't want to lie on the rock whole day looking out to the sun smiling brightly on you and listen to soothing waves hitting the shores..i wonder when will the sail change its course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if only life is that simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1324109758131968104?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1324109758131968104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1324109758131968104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1324109758131968104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1324109758131968104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/03/star-phish-and-sea-cucumber.html' title='Star-phish and sea cucumber'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/ScpIAztGtEI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OMcZuFT6sAQ/s72-c/IMG_3402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1455671518054817286</id><published>2009-03-16T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:58:03.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In this life, we always have too profound reasons. Reasons which gifted us this utmost power to abruptly halt and retract from our decision and what we're facing. It's not easy to be out of our comfort zone, stepping over to something new for a breakthrough..choosing the path less taken, taking risk like never before. But where do we find those small little courage in us? where discouragement swarms beneath too buzzing to ignore. We find endless rituals to cast us out of the curse, whilst, telling ourselves lies, reasons to believe that the belief is true. But again, there is a contradicting negative force will push you awayyy from the 'correct' direction, leading you into something different, afresh, different and awkward. The small little courage does magic to change the course, as what we are today, heals your regrets and let you have reasons to go on. Back to back, they are reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you can give reasons for yourself NOT TO, why not give yourself a reason TO DO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Simplicity is gone. The calm only happens after a storm. Stop telling lies to yourself. Stop asking what, why, how but try to execute them. The reality is that what you chose. Dare to dream for your reality to exist. Some day we will know not all things could be carried aboard, only important things.. and things you have gave important thoughts all these while were actually redundant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1455671518054817286?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1455671518054817286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1455671518054817286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1455671518054817286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1455671518054817286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/03/reasons.html' title='Reasons'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1708427392922089562</id><published>2009-03-14T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T20:20:19.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Event done ^_^ Happie~~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wee. Sweet. *shy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1708427392922089562?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1708427392922089562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1708427392922089562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1708427392922089562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1708427392922089562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/03/event-done-happie-wee.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1345779897244655682</id><published>2009-03-05T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:54:02.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At this juncture, where your work had spun u around pretty too much, till you're too immune to feel any else additional pressure, it seems lifeless though you have THIS MegaPascal on your shoulders. I have this this this this this...but no no no no no TIME. What the heck did all the events saturate on one fine week? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You have been ill, but you are NOT on MC, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you are still going to office like no man's business, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;participating in the company annual run(amazing to be in top final list *shudder), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;annual dinner at the Holiday Inn Atrium.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;trying to weigh an equilateral of administration, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;organizing your department's retreat session (just told to be co-mc *o*),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;stuck your ass into invited talks and 'purposeful' meetings, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;impromptu presentations, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;site visits, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;plus your most honorable research findings which your boss harp on you in due course of a paper publication famine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;above all, you need to put up a sweet face whenever you meet people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that was all on the right side. On the left side, i have insurance to deal with, study for my diving, plan my further studies, on and off juggle with some weekend getaway, HOUSE CHORES WHICH I FUCKING HATE MUCH...and pretty maintain my social network...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;going crazy, mad, insane, talking to myself, pulling hair, throwing things around, shout, wrangle, cursing like ... i'm loosing words, loosing sanity, loosing life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;where is the time for me and myself has gone? huhu. gotta pack for annual dinner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1345779897244655682?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1345779897244655682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1345779897244655682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1345779897244655682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1345779897244655682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-this-juncture-where-you-work-had.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-88244440479000387</id><published>2009-02-25T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:45:24.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Out of gas to work today...feeling really sucky.. most probably VERY lack of sleep. Although i know that i'm in hot soup..but still no mood to work. Some days i just killed it like that. Tired of every other things i'm helpless of...yet sometimes exhumed about certain things i can do here.. mood is every puny stuff of me~ if only the art of ignorance can be mastered, how i wished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-88244440479000387?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/88244440479000387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=88244440479000387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/88244440479000387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/88244440479000387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/02/out-of-gas-to-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6054192481506884590</id><published>2009-02-21T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:49:04.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guy-i-see-in-bus-stop-every-wednesday-after-school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a tired week. Finally getting most questions some answers, but not truly AN answer yet. Not looking forward to monday, but it always comes greeting you with shit loads of stuff. Blasting. I just got an interesting news of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;guy-i-see-in-bus-stop-every-wednesday-after-school. &lt;/span&gt;Back dating would be lost in numbers, but i all i could say is... "wow". It's weird that i still remember clearly who is he, but things which happened back then were totally erased, and that's called "vividly". Old slump days...haha...but it's nice to know and chew on some good ol' news from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yikes. i've been on too much chore that my arse hurts =.=" yes it's this bad, i wished i could pay for a sexy hot italian guy butt masseur and sipping sex on the beach side to side... and yup, i'm grown up and i cook..and i usually spend ONE BLOODY DAY to clean up the mess of my tiny room proportionally every week. what more to say, even lazier to step out of the zone and rather do things by the one-click-away kinda activity. Hurting arse became lazy bum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seems like work sounds a little more interesting these days.. at least it's starting to be manageable and adapting quite well to shutting off the shiat and work like a peasant. Looking forward to my company dinner and the closing financial year for some goodies though ^_^ Before long..plenty of task committed to work on. Gambatte ne!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last time i used to have this list long of stuff i really wanna do, if you'd asked me now, what i really wanna do is just NOTHING. My phone bill just hikes but i don't mind as calls are just necessary to reach good friends nowadays. I find it so unfit when people around can't really understand my style. YOU don't need to understand. YOU just need to click. Well...years ago..there's this sweet person telling me how we clicked and bring it on till now..i've not spoke to her for some time but i would like to wish her best in her life. Whilst, some just like to sudden miss call you in the midst of  "pulling hair" session...and i just laughed..Some pulak likes to call up to complain and extrapolate complains like the world is coming to an end, but by the time we knew, we were just laughing problems away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are still many unlisted significant ones, where each of them are treasures to me. These are things money can't buy and time can't restore... makes me worthwhile and get going regardless of rain and shine... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dog fell sick few days ago almost gave me a heart attack o_O but finally getting better...Life is about ups and downs..seems like working has caught a lot of nerves in most of us..try some relieve, getaway and a strong mind helps...let mind control work..not work control you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;stressed is desserts. happy working friends ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6054192481506884590?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6054192481506884590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6054192481506884590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6054192481506884590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6054192481506884590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/02/guy-i-see-in-bus-stop-every-wednesday.html' title='guy-i-see-in-bus-stop-every-wednesday-after-school'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-7521803582926140503</id><published>2009-02-07T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:40:41.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Where did all it went? All stucked and kept in each portrait we'd ever digitally painted. Every picture had a story, had a hidden story and there were much laughter. When life is dry and snoozy, you replay all those, as if they were tapes, yes they are tapes. The videos came alive rewinding and started running in your head again. You are looking at your computer screen but your vision is all about those live videos. You saw your thin self and looked down at your current belly..all those care free days seemingly over, gone. Yet..it keeps running, repetitively..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To keep us on pace, we need to run a deluge, fall down real hard, get up with all bruise and continue running..always grumbling where is the end line. Only when i reached the end, i felt like starting the race all over again. But not possible. Other stuff are calling upon. Responsibilities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Memory has a capability of putting a full stop at that exact location you left a while ago. You can revise each word but nothing after the dot. After forty years, maybe.. when we see each other again..with much changes, we will continue to write on that sentence after that full stop memory put us at. There will never be blanks in the sentence, only new words, lines, paragraph or as huge as a 5000 words essay..written at the other side of the story. In the end, we still start from where we stopped. It's reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-7521803582926140503?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/7521803582926140503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=7521803582926140503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7521803582926140503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7521803582926140503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/02/pictura.html' title='Pictura'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-7008141595510330492</id><published>2009-01-10T15:01:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:03:45.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One night at Geylang~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Didn't know where did this came about..but after we attended a colleague's self-introductory presentation about his whereabouts, we decided to scrutinize the red light area of singapore for.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one night at GeyLaNg~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhMM4Tqt0I/AAAAAAAAAdE/pzkO3Id-dj4/s320/301220082640_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289561546503665474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the backseat with jasz yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to the driver who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; a lot of stuff about geylang..and of reference to &lt;a href="http://ieatishootipost.sg/"&gt;ieat-ishoot-ipost,&lt;/a&gt; we had three choices initially, all located at the red wild streets or what they called as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;lorongs &lt;/span&gt;which were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frog leg porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;126 dimsum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kuay chap (pork's stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeng jeng jeng...so we've come to a democratic decision of heading for the decided dish~ also..in concern of one party member which eventually had sore throat but still displayed a great image with food.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhPwx3q84I/AAAAAAAAAdM/0aupbkTXqkc/s320/301220082669_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289565461785801602" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jalan jalan cari makan program mc : Hock (the green hulk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhSHJgB1jI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-lxbbnE48As/s1600-h/301220082688_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhSHJgB1jI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-lxbbnE48As/s320/301220082688_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289568045109466674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WARGH *salivate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As i kept forgetting that they are Singaporeans..indeed they won't get stuff like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sedap giler, sekaligus bayar, kantoi, mampus... &lt;/span&gt;but can't seem to get those out of my lines (shows that i'm truly a MALAYSIAN *winks..proud to be one~~~) and i'm eventually easily influenced into &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jialat, walao eh,  si mi tai chi(what's the big problem?).. &lt;/span&gt;well..things aren't that bad..they do try to blend some like trying to use &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zha dao &lt;/span&gt;in some circumstances, sadly...still not good at it!!!  while i'm trying to use word like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fierce&lt;/span&gt; which means extremely hardworking against ppl who OT..whahahah..always me using on others, no one using it on me..so u would predict the outcome of my February appraisal results.................... *o*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;shucks. back to food and geylang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhYoNTFqLI/AAAAAAAAAdc/QTvNi9N99w0/s1600-h/301220082692_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhYoNTFqLI/AAAAAAAAAdc/QTvNi9N99w0/s320/301220082692_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289575210134382770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fried chee cheong fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me, i think the highlight of the day would be the fried chee cheong fun..taste damn kao MSG(Monosodium Glutamate)..but texture is wow wow~~ there's this fried &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tai chi(scallop)&lt;/span&gt; which taste pretty delicious and oily as well!!! the drinks are as you could see..as huge enough to quench your thirst for the MSG, oily food and as well as talking too much upfront :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ohya~ 126 actually means &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wan dou sek (found food)&lt;/span&gt; at Block 126. We were lucky to have found the shop minutes after turning into the province, but got stuck finding car park as the night was drawing in, and people too as well into the busy streets. I was informatively told that this is one of the oldest part of singapore, of course, its proud central logistics with races of chinese and malays residing in the early years. It was a bit not so likely of Penang. (If i said it was LIKELY, might get some bruises and punches from my dearest Penangites acquaintances~) Again, i was informatively told again..by the one that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; Geylang well..that if you needed some extra services, it could be easily found on the even numbered streets, where as the odd numbered streets are usually 'clean'. Not so sure about this fact though, just simply quoting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay..moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhZj6OATVI/AAAAAAAAAdk/tXWei9r5kCE/s1600-h/301220082701_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhZj6OATVI/AAAAAAAAAdk/tXWei9r5kCE/s320/301220082701_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289576235804937554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walked for 9 roads &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hang kau tiu kai) &lt;/span&gt;to locate this soya bean shop. Can you believe it's a corner lot!!! and literally..it can survive such big production and sales by just selling soya bean... =.="" it's called YONG HE soya bean located at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lorong 9A..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then some guy..very proud ordered some &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; salty soya bean T_T for a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhbLJ5WgJI/AAAAAAAAAds/fXoT1pSH0nE/s1600-h/301220082705_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhbLJ5WgJI/AAAAAAAAAds/fXoT1pSH0nE/s320/301220082705_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289578009539805330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RoY : pointing to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; item on menu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(the guy that always get crossed with the order taking aunty) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chi Wai : the fierce guy (always OT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhbcZbbnxI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QvfGDt1ll04/s1600-h/301220082716_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhbcZbbnxI/AAAAAAAAAd0/QvfGDt1ll04/s320/301220082716_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289578305767055122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salty soya bean @.@ =.=" #.#..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aunty: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ni bu huey chi de la! Shi taiwan ren chai huey chi de~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(you don't know how to eat..only taiwanese does)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;RoY: *insisting face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aunty: *Sharp stare and left to place our orders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhfUbQsKHI/AAAAAAAAAd8/yPsGMKL7PTo/s320/301220082720_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289582566866430066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My one and only bean curd order on table~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and salty soya bean's fritters~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The taste of salty soya bean : YUCKS!!! Taste totally like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;very very&lt;/span&gt; salty porridge!!! Maybe it's better for breakfast..but not for dessert/supper.. i chose the default bean curd..texture okay, but no taste.. O.O.. still the ipoh bean curd is the best in the universe~~ Others ordered soya bean and went with fried fritters (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yiu tiao &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yao char kwai&lt;/span&gt;). In fact, i tried that some place else, and fritters really goes damn well with soya bean!!! Jasz was enthu about soyz, so eventually bought 6 packets home for her family~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, happy times ARE ALWAYS fast~ so that was that and everyone went back to home sweet home in the end..the gang picture got a bit blurred so dun intend to put it here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in appreciation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhfUQ8HEzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/LY6m28EgJow/s1600-h/301220082711_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhfUQ8HEzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/LY6m28EgJow/s320/301220082711_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289582564095759154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Captain Ahmad : Jon (also the guy who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; Geylang)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camera-gal : Jasz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May 2009 will be a good one! New year resolution have a lot..but a bit lazy to list it here anymore..maybe in next post~ getting sleepy with long post like this on hot saturday afternoon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;GOLDEN OX, here it comes!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR PEOPLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;GONG XI GONG XI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;time to give instead of receiving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-7008141595510330492?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/7008141595510330492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=7008141595510330492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7008141595510330492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7008141595510330492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-night-at-geylang.html' title='One night at Geylang~'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SWhMM4Tqt0I/AAAAAAAAAdE/pzkO3Id-dj4/s72-c/301220082640_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-8485924297990703438</id><published>2008-12-29T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:34:14.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So the whole heap of 2008 is gonna end soon, will the next still soar, stagnant, or be low-life? No mood to work today totally..so finally found my ranting channel here. Facebook-ing almost the whole day, trying to munch down some papers, but eventually fell to my beloved sweet arms on desktop and snoozed off being unnoticeable. Commenting on 'people standing too far apart in pictures' kinda lit on my day. Hehe. Ofcos i sound free, but i don't. There's a mountain high of task waiting dearly for me to settle on, but i hesitated, why oh why? It's a rainy day and holidays in Malaysia plus it's the day of the month...and one damn kepo fella always keep asking me so many stupid questions in office........i hope i could give him that 'red-arrowed' stare to kill him off at that instance...how could some1 be so annoying and not notice it himself...gawd..so that says it all. Not really interested in 2009, perhaps, just hoping for the best as i could smell the no-fun workload odour. But holidays still comes running by once a while to offer some getaway to scurry off from reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okla..got lengchai ask to go back together liao..babai..~~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;another day w/o working properly............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-8485924297990703438?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/8485924297990703438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=8485924297990703438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8485924297990703438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8485924297990703438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-whole-heap-of-2008-is-gonna-end-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5702710511145775013</id><published>2008-12-20T15:41:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:11:53.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing A*STAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hie. Indeed, this was my first time at the A*STAR (Agency Science, Technology and Research) headquarters consisting of A*STAR HQ, Biopolis and Fusionopolis at Buona Vista. Also, this was my first training offered by SIMTech. The place was awesomely great, so, i thought a share of thinker is kinda refreshing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Very brief, A*STAR is a governmental agency in research of latest science and technology : Engineering, Biomedical, Aerospace, Biotechnology, etc. There are approximately 12 RIs (Research Institute) comprising of different research areas spread all over Singapore. One mission of unity, all RIs shall be relocated at one coordinate, and yes, researchers like us do benefit on our new facilities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUynHZo-uTI/AAAAAAAAAck/7CjzdwUToy8/s1600-h/DSC02427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUynHZo-uTI/AAAAAAAAAck/7CjzdwUToy8/s320/DSC02427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281780208582441266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A*STAR Headquarters building (could be seen directly from the Buona Vista MRT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the precedence to reach the venue, the sight of view would be rather high profile with expatriates and locals walking around at a professional pace. Cars and taxi are at a minimum size and the light throttle of shuttle buses could be a coherence all in all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUymjDlP9aI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bHSDQgAKpqg/s1600-h/DSC02428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUymjDlP9aI/AAAAAAAAAcc/bHSDQgAKpqg/s320/DSC02428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281779584185922978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUymLbtk4QI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BzN4OrwrDsg/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUymLbtk4QI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BzN4OrwrDsg/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Training details :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUymLbtk4QI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BzN4OrwrDsg/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Time : 9.00am - 5.00pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUymLbtk4QI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BzN4OrwrDsg/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Date : 15th and 16th December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUymLbtk4QI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BzN4OrwrDsg/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Venue : Level 5 -- The Matrix, Biopolis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Title : Effective Presentation Skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUyjVVZeeaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HpGKsI1WVa4/s1600-h/DSC02426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUyjVVZeeaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HpGKsI1WVa4/s320/DSC02426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281776049915328930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biopolis brick road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The uphill schematic was rather intriguing under the wet weather. Feeling very christmassy as i descended down due to slight decorations all way along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMTech has been arranged to join this environment in Fusionopolis Phase II in two years time. Up till now, only Phase I has been completed and recently opened 2 months ago. I also did witnessed the platform of Phase II has been concurrently flat, and functions as a temporary car park. I guess 2 years down the road is not too promising after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUylgDWXnAI/AAAAAAAAAcM/SPZNyP63KW4/s320/DSC02425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281778433072274434" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Garden in the midst of business and technicality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For meal breaks, it's not anymore monotonous food courts available in the vicinity. For my choice of lunch, i would rather pack and sit under the superb rain tree facing the luscious fish pond. In terms of second priorities, there are cafes and restaurants (eg: O'Brien, local namely ones, etc) amidst. Well, of course quality comes with a price as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUztoXsmFkI/AAAAAAAAAcs/I6cVth05YEw/s1600-h/DSC02421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUztoXsmFkI/AAAAAAAAAcs/I6cVth05YEw/s320/DSC02421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281857740810360386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sky bridges are one of the highlights of their majestic features.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coincidently, these links are located at the same level of our training room, so we could have a great view and feel about how's it like to be up there! Not forgetting the views upfront from that level itself are breath-taking too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Great architecture,  field of view and facilities : RFID lifts and auto flush for toilets. One thing lack is probably the safety for unknown virus carried out for research at these building. The last thing we want is an unexpected biological warfare in Singapore. I wonder if I would quit the old school habit at NTU (where food is cheap and a core of libraries to suffice) and adapt into the new environment likewise. Changes of life, trading campus jay-walking with corporate stylo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i wonder where this road will lead me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;As things emerged one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Instance of guiding torches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;To proceed beyond the dark and unseen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WISHING ALL A GREAT BULK YEAR AHEAD IN 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SU0LUttJUwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ZT2IN-D4th0/s1600-h/DSC02411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SU0LUttJUwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ZT2IN-D4th0/s320/DSC02411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281890388469699330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SU0N0z81PrI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3JYtmbNogZI/s1600-h/P1000233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SU0N0z81PrI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3JYtmbNogZI/s320/P1000233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281893138925174450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5702710511145775013?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5702710511145775013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5702710511145775013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5702710511145775013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5702710511145775013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Introducing A*STAR'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SUynHZo-uTI/AAAAAAAAAck/7CjzdwUToy8/s72-c/DSC02427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3615538460489638213</id><published>2008-12-02T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:52:31.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tao Te Ching // Lao-tzu, translated by Stephen Mitchell</title><content type='html'>27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good traveler has no fixed plans&lt;br /&gt;and is not intent upon arriving.&lt;br /&gt;A good artist lets his intuition&lt;br /&gt;lead him whereever it wants.&lt;br /&gt;A good scientist has freed himself of concepts&lt;br /&gt;and keeps his mind open to what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the Master is available to all people&lt;br /&gt;and doesn't reject anyone.&lt;br /&gt;He is ready to use all situations&lt;br /&gt;and doesn't waste anything.&lt;br /&gt;This is called embodying the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a good man but a bad man's teacher?&lt;br /&gt;What is a bad man but a good man's job?&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand this, you will get lost,&lt;br /&gt;however intelligent you are.&lt;br /&gt;It is the great secret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3615538460489638213?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3615538460489638213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3615538460489638213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3615538460489638213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3615538460489638213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/12/tao-te-ching-lao-tzu-translated-by.html' title='The Tao Te Ching // Lao-tzu, translated by Stephen Mitchell'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-699544936492312445</id><published>2008-11-30T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:57:23.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight i'm glad to know that i'm not the only one who is holding back the past. I begin to understand, why my dad would just sit reminiscing in front of his hi-fi playing some old songs. Coz i might be doing it soon, quite often, to archive ALL OF IT and put it in an invulnerable place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/STF7nNBGweI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Vc08UZAADDE/s1600-h/CIMG9472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/STF7nNBGweI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Vc08UZAADDE/s320/CIMG9472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274132552066974178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maxime's (French attach student) farewell at Turf City. *expensive seafood at AH YAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Arhhhhh...life should be more than a nerve-wrecking job. I like it in a way, but i don't like it when it tries to take my life away. So we conform and try live out of it as much as possible. No much choices as engineers are made to troubleshoot, the frontline of problems, headache and suck up all the flow disturbances. I pray to build my course, to climb the high ladder..what is research when everyone knows everything already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/STF7maQZmdI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ANL_WF0s--4/s1600-h/DSC_0604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/STF7maQZmdI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ANL_WF0s--4/s320/DSC_0604.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274132538440915410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scrabble competition WINNER team! (office games)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been 6 months (wow..that's like half a year) out of school and 3 months in SIMTech A*STAR. There are people asking me to settle here, but i have a whole lot of doubts. Most probably when 2 years come about, i will know what's what. and that's that. Just currently, doing what's necessary and worry later~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday night, not out at the bar, or with anyone nearby me, just archiving. I love every bit of my old times. Every tiny weeny bit of it, be it happy, sad, sweet, sour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The smile that sprinkled spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blossomed into laughter and poignance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-699544936492312445?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/699544936492312445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=699544936492312445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/699544936492312445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/699544936492312445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/11/tonight-im-glad-to-know-that-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/STF7nNBGweI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Vc08UZAADDE/s72-c/CIMG9472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3316667615900531177</id><published>2008-11-17T22:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:53:01.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting SLOWER....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking forward to something tend to keep me afloat at times, when I feel needy to get out of the cage. Cage == working life~~ I am lucky enough that till now, i still maintain work flow without OT, but i think my pace is getting slower and slower. Why?? Increasing activities during and after working hours -.-" Time seems so constrained to activate the OT syndrome.... or probably just 'duncare-lah' to have good work performance..no motivation, no heart~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Office socialism&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which is which?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's a lot of enthusiasts (nice way of calling workaholics) around me, which kinda creates a big dark shadow on ME, unless i on the tiny lamp to light up a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SSGNZlHIddI/AAAAAAAAAbs/5tW1JbdX4T8/s320/DSC02335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269648509598463442" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25% promo for a new sushi place at Marina Sq till the end of Nov (forgot name, but shop is opposite gloria jeans and near Hot Pot steamboat and Secret Recipe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every time badminton after work keeps me as beefy bright *_* during the nights..for instance, TONIGHT. It's nice to loosen my tight stressed up muscles, but makes me misses tkd damn lots~~Anyhow, time runs like a cold bad flu. Can't believe i really invested my time and interest during those days..now i dun even have a heart to put up a good fight at the court..whahaha~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SSGNZZvRYfI/AAAAAAAAAbk/HTd66eXNJII/s320/DSC02319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269648506545594866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Sex on the Beach of Arizona? The band was breath-taking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Further studies or join the industry??? Either way i am so bad at it. At a cross road to realize things for myself...and telling myself over and over again to TOUR SINGAPORE MORE. I'm getting so darn lazy, i even lost interest in traveling, adventure, sports, bla bla..just wanna stay in my bed like..forever.. what has come to me?? okay..i still go some places..but the pace is also slowing down. and i wonder will europe be successful in a year or two~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Slowing down is not all bad as you could feel/see and enjoy things that some people are unable to. Upon a slip of time, i might even think my decisions through..I have also slowed down and managed to meet some impossible people in my life which is so so so important to me up till now.. it felt just the same as the first day we met back then. I don't know what the air is playing, but again..the running flu (as in time) even got worse that..time just slipped as work and some fun shoppy sheared it off..just so easily... oh yeah yeah~~ got myself a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;downshifter nike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and really luv it though it's a plus one in size!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess time won't slow down, the world won't either. It's just me..trying to pierce into what i feel most important in my life...where some may think it's bullshit, i might just happily carry the gold away.... People should learn to love imperfection, they are lovely and unchangeable just as where they belong to be~~ you have to loveee meeee coz i'm MANDARIN IMPAIRED OK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3316667615900531177?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3316667615900531177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3316667615900531177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3316667615900531177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3316667615900531177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-slower.html' title='Getting SLOWER....'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SSGNZlHIddI/AAAAAAAAAbs/5tW1JbdX4T8/s72-c/DSC02335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6436037517150375843</id><published>2008-11-06T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:32:55.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will the change do you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th Nov 2008: Obama Barack is Mr President of the United States of America.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Change the world for a better place".&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One key word of almost EVERY politician would be CHANGE. Easier said than done. Now that he has two middle-east wars, a nuclear situation and a heap of economic mess to clean up, do you think he is up for those? Besides, he wants the best for the welfare of Americans in terms of health, home and future. These promises are too ideal to be true. Yes, a change would be good, but, for everything in 4 years by the Democrats? It's ambitious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always have so much in mind, the list and everything we wanted to do. But how many did we successfully accomplished? Everytime we write down, we feel confident, motivated, that is thus, we are still jotting or it's just a mindful ambition. Well, i do not mean Mr. President is a NATO (No Action Talk Only), rather, just take a look down the road and observe, and too, learn. I urge people to be realistic enough to differentiate words and action. The world is misleading enough by propaganda, the root of words. As always, disappointment always sets in at the end of the day. Yes, we do love to live in dreams, as they are perfectly perceived, and things work how we desired it to be. But in reality, THERE IS NO SUCH THING. Bear in mind that to be cautious is to safeguard ourselves and not anybody, in short, think before believing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are sweet to live by, but everyday as the sun rises, we know it's reality but yet deny, and rather believed in fallacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6436037517150375843?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6436037517150375843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6436037517150375843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6436037517150375843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6436037517150375843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-change-do-you.html' title='Will the change do you?'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2081391654900832184</id><published>2008-10-19T02:03:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T03:09:47.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The usual wee hour expenditure which could afford some headache tomorrow and eye-bags for the rest of the week. No more denial, i love the wee as always~~ I really wanna share this, though it might not be very very very special, but it's one damn awesome dessert! Wanna write before i get lazy. Though, not trying to be another version of &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.hungrygowhere.com/"&gt;hungrygowhere &lt;/a&gt;either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPovBPU6sdI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ix-AVhEIkMY/s1600-h/DSC02248.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attention: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;chocolate lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...introducing~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPomkSncgbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jX1-twd3Gqw/s320/DSC02261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258557919822905778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~*WALNUT ROCKY ROAD*~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;from..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPonnOmC_iI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ydjuR_6pxvE/s320/DSC02257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258559069794532898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Earle Swensen's Grill : Salad : Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After doing some math on it..we've discovered 6 types of real fattening high calorie substances, blah blah..  in it, the (1)choc chips (2)chopped walnut (3)mud cake (4)peanut butter sauce (5)choco sauce (6) and last but not least, the significant Swensen chocolate ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It comes along with a hot pan when served..and the both sauces, chips and nuts are simmered onto ice-cream and mud cake~~ so it's like frying all those 5 items, thus the ice-cream melts down...you could check out the bubbly effect, looks damn tasty..one good highlight is the melted (7)marshmallows..OOPS! that makes it the seventh fattening item on the list...the spoiler is the part, where after it cooled down, and it's actually kinda ugly..muahhhaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPouBJVEHTI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/aZlN7-n2JcI/s320/DSC02258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258566112127491378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt; Oh yeah..and it was at..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We, as in 2 person..spent 1 hour++ trying to finish the whole damn pot. One of a worthy piece if you were up to some long hours chatty sessions. Place wise, the lights are kinda cute. As for the main meal, we had lobsters, salad and soup. It was above average, but not at the level of suitable to be recommended, so i'd rather put the dessert in priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPovBPU6sdI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ix-AVhEIkMY/s320/DSC02248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258567213249114578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Changi T3 (taken in the skytrain) - great clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes? Wondering why i travelled such distance for some indulgence? For some reasons, some places can't be avoided :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nice weekend..but still tired..need lots and lots of brain emptying session at home...and prayyyyy...do i really need to badminton on Monday after work for the sake of office socialism??! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*~Life is hard if there is no good ice-cream*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2081391654900832184?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2081391654900832184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2081391654900832184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2081391654900832184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2081391654900832184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/10/early-morning.html' title='Early morning'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPomkSncgbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jX1-twd3Gqw/s72-c/DSC02261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3491041255543023635</id><published>2008-10-12T20:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:36:31.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One part of me and another</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPIKzGenneI/AAAAAAAAATg/GQkvCbFJzwM/s1600-h/DSC01582.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday night..being very spaciously isolated at the apartment, a part of me, feeling reluctant to get back to work, another part, anxiously anticipating the monday sun. There was quite an eventful weeks i had dated back from my previous post till now, for instance, meeting new people and projects big-time at office. I kept a lot of things to babble back then, but turned out, blank when i eventually logged on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't feel much exclamation recently, probably work has gotten somehow serious. To get a rewind: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPH6jZTe0kI/AAAAAAAAATY/aU7GcUBCFD0/s320/DSC01587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256257726113043010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;floor mat of the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went for a stroll at Orchard yesterday to grab a wallet and realized the city is really all about labels (or am i just lame?). I watched Carrie Bradshaw shopping at PRADA the other night, and boom! the next, moment, i was at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PRADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, checking out a demonic diamond heels at $600. Then i went over to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gucci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Coach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Salvatore Ferragamore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;F C U K&lt;/span&gt;..and etc. How could people afford all these?? and what i saw was these places were swarmed with people, even lining up to get into LV??! As, other more affordable brand were nonetheless bothered much. The literature section at Kinokuniya of Takashimaya practically took my breath away. Long i had dreamt to see my favourite authors' works to be so so complete. Good work for the city. On the way home, i witnessed some&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ferrari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lined at par with my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; SBS&lt;/span&gt;. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So that was how one saturday in singapore went. All much dwelled into desires, and originally starting to feel less fit and reminisced the jungle/beaches i'd spent during the student days. Am i not a city gal after all and kept wanting to go back, and back. Or perhaps, the city is way too small for me. I really wish to go somewhere according to the popular lines of "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LONDON, PARIS, NEW YORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". I want to see what's the other side about. Is it all about that too? Again, one part has doubts to hold back and the other, totally all out for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPIKzGenneI/AAAAAAAAATg/GQkvCbFJzwM/s320/DSC01582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256275588123434466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accidental vandalism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe things are just pretty simple. If you want this, you gotta do this, this and this. It's just the checklist. I've been planning my "what's next" checklist and really doing a lot of thinking. I wanna keep things the simplest as it is. Girls tend to think too much. Let nature takes it's precedence~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looks like another weekend has passed just not too much and ain't nothing at all either.  Monday will be a great one, swim in, projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3491041255543023635?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3491041255543023635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3491041255543023635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3491041255543023635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3491041255543023635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-part-of-me-and-another.html' title='One part of me and another'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SPH6jZTe0kI/AAAAAAAAATY/aU7GcUBCFD0/s72-c/DSC01587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-8212830965344872308</id><published>2008-09-23T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:07:49.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Slew slack, totally. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sensed the watchful eyes surround me, all of a sudden, today seems rather strong at strength. The brick of pessimism hit me hard. I hate to believe my senses, but it never fails me. I should put some effort in my work. Spiritless, blinded by the word of direction...as if spring left, and here came grayscale winter. The winds are gigantic, branches shook and the colours fading..just wondering which step is the best to proceed.. and not leave condemnation around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;br&gt;I know what i need: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(1) Direction, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(2) Concentration, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(3)Initiative, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(4) A clear mind, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(5)... SO MANY THINGS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think i need a lot of things..which turn out that, I myself is unsure what I'm supposed to do.. Can i at least label this as a syndrome.. it's another new phase of life and not so sure anymore i could handle it well. I don't see what is going around, worried to be out of sight, and it just wont get out of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-8212830965344872308?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/8212830965344872308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=8212830965344872308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8212830965344872308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8212830965344872308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/09/slew-slack-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3880108870125992390</id><published>2008-09-21T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:01:52.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening Serenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SNZStdnH2II/AAAAAAAAARs/t-kY8taiwQc/s1600-h/DSC02063.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the one that sleeps by my side every night :D&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SNZOvjdww9I/AAAAAAAAARM/QHObcFWR3Oo/s1600-h/DSC02057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SNZOvjdww9I/AAAAAAAAARM/QHObcFWR3Oo/s320/DSC02057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248468994627781586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maccie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SNZStdnH2II/AAAAAAAAARs/t-kY8taiwQc/s320/DSC02063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248473356743202946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SNZOwe7ZFII/AAAAAAAAARc/4ENdcaM7wJE/s1600-h/DSC02068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SNZOwe7ZFII/AAAAAAAAARc/4ENdcaM7wJE/s320/DSC02068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248469010589750402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;rear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SNZOw3tMunI/AAAAAAAAARk/GMD7T2Op_Z0/s1600-h/DSC02072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SNZOw3tMunI/AAAAAAAAARk/GMD7T2Op_Z0/s320/DSC02072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248469017241107058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3880108870125992390?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3880108870125992390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3880108870125992390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3880108870125992390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3880108870125992390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/09/evening-serenade.html' title='Evening Serenade'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SNZOvjdww9I/AAAAAAAAARM/QHObcFWR3Oo/s72-c/DSC02057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6228766694098734493</id><published>2008-09-11T16:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:23:14.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity is what i want, Apple is what i desire~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As usual, get postings done in dee office. GOod habit to release tension and stress~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just submitted my due at 4pm, so, i'm taking a 5 here. In fact, i do take alot of 5s.. :P though it's only 5pm, tummy's grouchy already due to early lunch. I got myself a &lt;em&gt;lamington burger&lt;/em&gt; (well just beef and bacons altogether with bread and chips) which tasted real good! too bad no pic..the minced beef part in the meat was totally slashing! I wonder if i should call Karen for meals any soon as she's a 8 years of physio lecturing over at &lt;a href="http://www.nie.edu.sg/nieweb/index.do"&gt;NIE&lt;/a&gt;, so i bet she least she knows what's tasty better than me around here..She's like the 2nd Portuguese i've known in my entire life, and speaks totally aussie =.= goodd daeeee..cheers to the western here hoo hoo..and try to avoid chinese food and keep your taste buds safe and sound back in malaysia~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday comes too quicky everytime with the damn TCI+RPE meeting..don't ask me, i barely know what the abbrev. means, tho, in short, it's an intensive invention brainstorm session we have every week. What is there left for you to INVENT when this is SINGAPORE and not anywhere near a first world country? In comparison, take the neighbouring Australia in comparison.. is 20 years ahead of us technology wise, so WTF will all the unnecessary squeeze? Okay...in a positive manner, i'm just biased coz i need to work on it :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now..maybe australia is not bad eh? Stray away wow....autumn's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's mooncake and it's too moon-cakey for me to even smell or see it elsewhere. The celebration is so great here that at the Chinese Garden, they need to charge a $12 for entrance fee moon and lanterns VIEWING =.=""" It's different if i pay $12 and get to burn some lanterns+trees down *GRINS...Well, the ambience is everywhere, so there's no point getting away anywhere far..&lt;em&gt;if you can't fight 'em, join 'em! &lt;/em&gt;Sooooo, going to orchard lor this weekend to enjoy some autumn shoppingzz and off to the cathay too i guess..I am already darn broke as i simply went for seafood yesterday which cost $30 per person @.@~~~ and now autumn shopping THEY CALL IT. I'll always give in to my urge ~ well.......I'M SUPER DARN BROKEEEE!!! SO STOP ASKING ME TO &lt;em&gt;belanja &lt;/em&gt;OK? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow..the F1 season is 2 more weeks in Singapore and the ambience is building up also. I was too excited for it when i just realized my friend bought me the ticket back to Malaysia on the poll and race day itself =.= means on dee F1 WEEKEND LAR..haihz..........................in consolation, i can only go for the fashion week here which will last 7 days due to the race, and probably peep at some overdue Diana Krall's in concerto banners~ I guess that's working life.... and of course, i can't afford a grand stand yet. Wait till the next season, yo ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La La..counting my days back to Ipoh in like..1 and a half month's time? yooooo..got a new dog too! Her name's GIN! Can't wait~~ Laaa...ooo it's 5.30pm..packing and ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6228766694098734493?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6228766694098734493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6228766694098734493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6228766694098734493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6228766694098734493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/09/simplicity-is-what-i-want-apple-is-what.html' title='Simplicity is what i want, Apple is what i desire~'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-4735112553100932270</id><published>2008-08-31T02:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T03:38:37.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a dimsum date tmr at 9am and still up at this wee hour, has been some time and still proud i could actually do this! See, i am harping on people's laptop to keep me online and that's purely pathetic! Wait up till i get my personal MAC and BROADBAND!!!! Have been reading of Salome from de Wilde, and that oldie would keep me alive for some time after working hours and some ELLE would do too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo..there's a lot in the shopping list.. and is it lunatic to feel spending in malaysia is cheap? and the inflation was 8.5% till today. So, yes, that indicates i'm somewhere in malaysia for the merdeka sales and i bought a whole lot shiat and still feels cheap! Halo. Pocket empty lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i not brush my enamels tonight? Why? Coz i'm lazy, and it's 3am. But the angel says NO coz i had kfc for supper. The cholestrol is enough to haunt you so, let's not let the plague go overboard too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects are gonna start next week and can people in the company smile a little more for the sake of getting my algorithms work???! Least, mentor and co-mentor please don't fail on me...Meeting on friday was darn long about annual RPE for invention contribution. Till now, i still wonder why they hired me as i'm such a SOLE in there personality and quality wise. My colleague's quitting for a $4.5kmonth job in US! Goddammit!!!!  and he gets a relocation fee of $5k. and he can get an apartment at Alabama(that's where he'll be stamping his aircraft designs) for just $600+!!!!!! SHHHHHHH*t for sg we could only get a COMMON ROOM for that price in terms of $ to $ value.  and etc would be cheaper than shiaaat except some high taxes at the end of dee year......... =.=  ..what most importantly is i need to DRIVE. without a car, you have absolutely NO LIFE. no wonder no one wants to work in singapore. and i'm soon gonna be one of them. There's so much more out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysia--&gt;Singapore--&gt;Then where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making ends meet, being a bread winner...ain't easy and spending hurts. But not so really yet till i overdraft my buying power.Credit cards.MUAHAHAHAHHAHA!!! all in my grasp of a procrastinated payment lifestyle. and let's keep the torch burning for a healthy expenditure that i've been holding onto till now ^_^ have confidence in yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's obvious i'm skipping dim sum............i don't know. i dun feel like going to bed but i have to. Sunday always retreats for the Monday blues and Friday always rejoices for all the other days in a week! I think i miss blogging for a while. it's not anymore addictive, it'd been a habit...before i sign off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MERDEKA MALAYSIANS....with a special gift from Permatang Pauh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-4735112553100932270?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/4735112553100932270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=4735112553100932270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4735112553100932270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4735112553100932270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-dimsum-date-tmr-at-9am-and-still.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3911124361798886090</id><published>2008-08-27T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:13:42.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok..I'm giving a quick one here... i'm hungry and my pants is TIGHT! (most frustrating  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de facto &lt;/span&gt;of the day and i don't know WHY?! : (( ) but i need dinner..gosh. +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am liking this job, just here..and other places just slips a little away for a while, except for EUROPE! Maybe it's just the beginning, but the symptoms of not knowing when to hook off for the day is obvious and great gals at my department. Well, for the time being, least, i'm being contented and finally, some good decisions. I smell some harsh meat on the road down...so let's take a look then! Tonight is indian curry for dinner! BYE! Stay tune for the details update, or maybe some deluged post about my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3911124361798886090?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3911124361798886090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3911124361798886090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3911124361798886090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3911124361798886090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1851910133711554208</id><published>2008-08-21T11:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:41:34.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi! It has been a long time..4th day at work and still snoring with all the readings "zzz"... need to take a time out, least, it's almost lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life at SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Great, but not as great as it use to be. Things are just different here in every aspect depending on individual suitability. For me, it totally rots when i go for heavy shopping, only knowing i don't have a PERSONAL CARRIER to send me and all of my stuff home comfortably. let's skip the food and but the places here totally rocks! Hmph...Office has been cool and personally no complains. Boss sooooo nice :D Or maybe just trying not to cramp me up so soon, as to keep the worse for the latter.. good or bad thing eh? Hehe...and also trying NOT TO think or talk so much of uncertainties in front. Gawd knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but anyhow, work is always not a motivating neither interesting bloggy fuse...talk about meeting back old friends working in singapore is even better! Sometimes, i just slip out of work earlier to get to some meetings, ain't you guys proud of ME??? Old friends and new friends are apertures of my new leaf..hate love the walking too i guess! I've also been nagging most of my malaysia friends to hop over to join me..at least got more ppl teman me shoppy! Shit..i think i could spend a whole lot here. and gawd knows..shuu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to shove the documents away and have lunch..ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1851910133711554208?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1851910133711554208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1851910133711554208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1851910133711554208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1851910133711554208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-it-has-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1343357959807681518</id><published>2008-05-28T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:52:08.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye it is finally..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After rambling for farewells in lots of my previous posts, finally it has came to an end. Friends leaving one by one at sight.. i'm gonna miss endless stuff we did together and my great whole university life. A new phase is gonna begin soon..in some new places, new people, new life and everything anew. I wished i could stare at my ym for much longer just to see the person you wanted him/her to online, but i guess, ym would never be the same again as our lives departs. No more waking up and hogging on ur pc and scolding people with IM status. Facebook and Friendster is not anymore&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; logged in 24 hours&lt;/span&gt;. And my blog will have a large tendency to be abandoned for quite some time. No more assignments, exams, lectures and not anymore a student. No more funny business. It's gonna be sad, leaving all memories, once loved and will always be cherished. Even my WMP is randomly playing goodbye songs. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1343357959807681518?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1343357959807681518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1343357959807681518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1343357959807681518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1343357959807681518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbye-it-is-finally.html' title='Goodbye it is finally..'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-462413419060232769</id><published>2008-05-22T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:02:25.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Thousand stars seem stagnant as the still waters tonight. Poignant. Some twinkles and keeps me twinkling. Fly me to the dreams i never had, catch them and protrude. Already had. Tonight, can i allow my mind to land on a planet where home is the nearest. The planet is my heart, intact, safe and carefree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Places where no one would find, i kept them hiding up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-462413419060232769?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/462413419060232769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=462413419060232769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/462413419060232769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/462413419060232769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/05/thousand-stars-seem-stagnant-as-still.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1303863119633007864</id><published>2008-05-21T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:40:37.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urgh. Bad day. Bad health. But silver lining shining like a polished pearl at the edges of province~ In order to gain, there's pain i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach grouchy as a fierce troll. Ouch and gonna lie on the bed early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the evening wind wheezed,&lt;br /&gt;as pure as it seems,&lt;br /&gt;Intact as it could be,&lt;br /&gt;Some damn good sceneries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SDQmHHmtneI/AAAAAAAAARE/OaEgkVIS7s4/s1600-h/DSC01619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SDQmHHmtneI/AAAAAAAAARE/OaEgkVIS7s4/s320/DSC01619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202825373262126562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the majestic Lion city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1303863119633007864?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1303863119633007864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1303863119633007864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1303863119633007864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1303863119633007864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/05/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SDQmHHmtneI/AAAAAAAAARE/OaEgkVIS7s4/s72-c/DSC01619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5905817776766776981</id><published>2008-05-14T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:35:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Engineers are a bunch of chickens being fed daily with delusional math grains and hopefully all of them grow extensively quick into big fat crazy electrical dictionaries. Just before they enter the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;slaughter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; they are expected to be&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well-fed&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;super fat with crazy complex engineering formulas and theories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  After a reputable &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;death&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;companies&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;buy&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;employ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you in and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;make you work like a whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; till you sucked up and become impotent in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, 4 more filthy chemistry chapters ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5905817776766776981?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5905817776766776981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5905817776766776981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5905817776766776981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5905817776766776981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/05/engineers-are-bunch-of-chickens-being.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-8970639029714486535</id><published>2008-05-09T22:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:45:22.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is short. Have an affair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saw this line in one of the pop-up adds...and went HAHAHA. Anywayyyy...nice study week, totally holidays. Feels so good, feels so free~ Though..there are a few friends who were emotionally broken recently, so..time will heal is all i could say. cheer up, life is much more meaningful than bearing THAT ROCK on your back~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cozy evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it totally holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..i had pretty much gatherings for the whole week including some ex-colleagues, ex club members, old friends and ex-housemates. All pretty 'old' people :D but yet NICE. Went for all sort of food..and especially the korean food tonight is incredibly saucy! too bad i didn't had any pictures taken..excitedly busy talking while dining. Incredible coz we had a three-timer dessert as we sat at the restaurant for 3 hours :D nice place and recommended for a second try..too bad, no pictures, and i can't even remember the shop's name.. :P ask me to bring you there then :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and had RM50 satay celup for a two-person serving =.=" the other day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SWEAT baby.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SCRpU47LDjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jkExa3LMVEE/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SCRpU47LDjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jkExa3LMVEE/s320/DSC01047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198395677491269170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RM 50 bucks!!!! spoiling melaka tourist attraction..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-K-A-Y one place i really remember..is taipei tealeaf cafe at jalan ong kim wee, melaka. it's really a great place for gathering..never sat there less than 3 hours and always drank more than a cuppa. wadya think? oooh..and mcd is always nice for classmates gathering hmmph :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..these are the affairs i'm having quite pretty well..and not any sorta you could think of those ;) but i kinda agree with that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;line&lt;/span&gt;..although it's kinda HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think you could read that i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. VERY INCREDULOUS HAPPY :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-Only 3 more weeks in Melaka..and that's all for five years....with all beautipoooool memories~ i love you~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-8970639029714486535?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/8970639029714486535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=8970639029714486535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8970639029714486535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8970639029714486535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-short.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SCRpU47LDjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jkExa3LMVEE/s72-c/DSC01047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-69067108962412324</id><published>2008-05-04T21:57:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:12:13.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Beach and all of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3LaDHz5sI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZnDgW-lISRA/s1600-h/DSC01467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3LaDHz5sI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZnDgW-lISRA/s320/DSC01467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196533193430525634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MSC status yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crappy coz it's another Sunday. I wonder why weeks and weeks pass extremely quick, like any other bamboozlement of time, just that..this is for real. Although it's crappy but it had been a tired and really fun weekend at the beach in Kuala Linggi, Malacca. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach was awesome, totally washed everything away with it's strong waves and cute lil' ripples. And one reason why i joined MMU-- the neverending exploration. and the only club i did not regret to join --OUTRECS (Outdoors Recreational Club)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3CTTHz5eI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Wu4mEhpL8GI/s1600-h/DSC01413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3CTTHz5eI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Wu4mEhpL8GI/s320/DSC01413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196523181861758434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as we walked down to the sand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was just a 2-day short trip with great games activities and what i love most, freely attached to the nature and wildlife. At one point, i was thinking of getting a job full-time about nature. But i guess, on top of all, technology now rules the rage and limitations of human. So, it's better to be in control than to be controlled. Though, it's a swear i'll never give up nature, and hopefully pend to make the world a better place, if not, least, a cleaner place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3DHDHz5fI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qSDQqCxtM_8/s1600-h/DSC01414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3DHDHz5fI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qSDQqCxtM_8/s320/DSC01414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196524070919988722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;under the tree silhouette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the time the tide was up, my cute sparkly goggles and water bottle went along with it. Time and tide waits for no men. That was all coz i was busy swimming and messing around and only realized my stuff was half swallowed by the waves later then. By the luck of god, necessities like my slippers and cap were still safe from the evil waves. Pouted a little, but then got distracted by some volleyball, campfire and naughty camp mates....then i started messing around again. i could forgive the evil ripples but i cannot forgive evil people :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3DHTHz5gI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gSNVlLrjpaw/s1600-h/DSC01439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3DHTHz5gI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gSNVlLrjpaw/s320/DSC01439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196524075214956034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wave ripples~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess i would be the city girl who runs off to the countryside every weekend. Life is balanced, soothing...and less white strands will mushroom on my smooth and silky hair~ and there's an allowance of not cleaning yourself up properly in the wilds. I know it sounds sucky, but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; do as the Romans do. &lt;/span&gt;maybe just meant to be a reason to let off for some time and taste the different routines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Another sad thing beneath all goodwill is pollution, though, human still play at his own will portraying the guardian of earth. BULLSHIT. i hate propagandas, lies and undone promises. i hate all of it. but human lives because of those reasons. and those absurd low humans, i despise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3HnjHz5kI/AAAAAAAAAPk/uP3afGTSc5g/s1600-h/DSC01456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 101px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3HnjHz5kI/AAAAAAAAAPk/uP3afGTSc5g/s320/DSC01456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529027312248386" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3HozHz5mI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Cl2WOBHMwYs/s1600-h/DSC01457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 102px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3HozHz5mI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Cl2WOBHMwYs/s320/DSC01457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529048787084898" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3HoTHz5lI/AAAAAAAAAPs/5Gnc2Y29tXs/s1600-h/DSC01459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 105px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3HoTHz5lI/AAAAAAAAAPs/5Gnc2Y29tXs/s320/DSC01459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529040197150290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at all this and will you be disheartened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3HpTHz5nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/6e1vyX8Vpvg/s1600-h/DSC01463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3HpTHz5nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/6e1vyX8Vpvg/s320/DSC01463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529057377019506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleepy cat in the daze with trash rubble scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if everyone would start exploring more, out of their comfort zones, most probably they are a little smarter not to litter to their desires. I give a bull to education, it gives birth to nerds and causes really bad brain saturation to students, which is not healthy at all. Broadening of horizons are very important. I did not learn language from books, but from people and communication. I neither learnt Science and Maths from classrooms, but from logics and interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, appreciate and love the wonders of nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3KdDHz5oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/cLonP7kf-h8/s1600-h/DSC01440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3KdDHz5oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/cLonP7kf-h8/s320/DSC01440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196532145458505346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock 'cucumber'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3KdjHz5pI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xm4Xdbaibrw/s1600-h/DSC01447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3KdjHz5pI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xm4Xdbaibrw/s320/DSC01447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196532154048439954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crabbies  =^_^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3KeTHz5qI/AAAAAAAAAQU/V-cX21Y5hr4/s1600-h/DSC01449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3KeTHz5qI/AAAAAAAAAQU/V-cX21Y5hr4/s320/DSC01449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196532166933341858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;baby cat fishes..didn't know they bred under rocks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3LZjHz5rI/AAAAAAAAAQc/vrE5yWQUxpw/s1600-h/DSC01444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3LZjHz5rI/AAAAAAAAAQc/vrE5yWQUxpw/s320/DSC01444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196533184840591026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crayfishy &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i just can't get enough of it. it's sad to be back to reality...but all of it boosted me well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reality is all about 2 more weeks more uni-life, graduation and decisions.. but i will still love nature, and come back for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-69067108962412324?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/69067108962412324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=69067108962412324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/69067108962412324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/69067108962412324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/05/beach-and-all-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SB3LaDHz5sI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZnDgW-lISRA/s72-c/DSC01467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6625601403447112733</id><published>2008-04-23T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:10:33.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;SUPER QUARTER POUNDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mentioned, talked about, lamented, gone crazy with, went bonkers without day-night, swam against strong streams with heavy super duper eye-bags and massive red pimples which spoiled my prom........... IS GONE, OFF, ENDED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FYP NO MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! YAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look at fyp, then look up at assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look at fyp, then look onto lab reports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look at fyp, then look into final exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yea, there are pieces i still need to pick up and patch, but those ain't obstacles anymore, mister. It's not that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt; is totally off, just that FYP IS OFF, does not mean you don't have the aftermath. The aftermath is horrible too, but post is much much much better than the pre. Did FYP worth everything for a couple of white hair starting to mushroom on your head? Some really bad health and all muscles turned into fats? Rushing life, super insufficient sleep mode, and some didn't even brush teeth to pass up their thesis. (oh..no no..me not included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sound like I'm done with everything, but in actual, everything starts from zero again in the working world. I guess i managed to have this supreme level up in my system in my final year and might get even more exponentially horrible in work... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*put aside ***put aside this thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why being an engineer is so tough?&lt;/span&gt; Have to hold on tight, real tight, super tight to go through thick and thin...the only rewarding thing is achievements, not even money. but Hey, i love my life. i love my decisions. i love my family and friends.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Only good things come in life, after the hardest moments&lt;/span&gt;..thanks to all those who brought me through my final year especially fyp~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once more can ar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FYP NO MORE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6625601403447112733?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6625601403447112733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6625601403447112733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6625601403447112733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6625601403447112733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/04/super-quarter-pounder-is-off-fyp-no.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5886363277939684268</id><published>2008-04-21T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:51:52.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the midst of everything...some little guardian angels came by....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SAt6o8nQgGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/66q23EZyr-c/s1600-h/DSC01352_999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SAt6o8nQgGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/66q23EZyr-c/s320/DSC01352_999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191377839358771298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shan..whr r u hiding leh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISS YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;Whrz another one? Oh..went to U.S. d....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and happy birthday to Neoh~ may all happy regards fall above you..and i'm in between to steal all away.. :P coz fyp presentation coming ^_^ borrow a bit of luck first~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SA3tUzHz5dI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ARpKiefsfPE/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SA3tUzHz5dI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ARpKiefsfPE/s320/DSC01337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192066887004186066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Things got so much better~~ and life got so much more meaningful... ARGH!!!! I MISS YOU ALL SO MUCHHHHHHHH!!!! Thanks for coming all the way down just to see me~~~~ muaks muaks muaks..it's better than anything in the world for today..as you all brought more than happiness to me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5886363277939684268?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5886363277939684268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5886363277939684268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5886363277939684268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5886363277939684268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-midst-of-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/SAt6o8nQgGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/66q23EZyr-c/s72-c/DSC01352_999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-8359826487111117816</id><published>2008-04-18T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T02:20:13.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In this large large large world...there is only one small small small me..then there are always very big,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LARGE&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huMOngouS,&lt;/span&gt; eternity &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;troublesome&lt;/span&gt; mind-tucking endless &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;TORTURE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;that leads you all the way...until i am here, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when you look back at all those years you build, sometimes you feel proud, sometimes feel regret..but most of the time, you'll laugh at it and continue walking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might not be good but i will be my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-8359826487111117816?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/8359826487111117816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=8359826487111117816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8359826487111117816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8359826487111117816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-this-large-large-large-world.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1410315949136833856</id><published>2008-04-17T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T02:52:04.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am having this lovely night by my side...and what more could i whine for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                                                                                        only those lovely moments...&lt;/span&gt;    :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1410315949136833856?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1410315949136833856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1410315949136833856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1410315949136833856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1410315949136833856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-having-this-lovely-night-by-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1040288449702669626</id><published>2008-04-08T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:47:27.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week and next week, then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WILL BE HELL-A-OVER!!! There are some excitement, sadness and all together achieving inevitable freedom IT SHOULD BE! Shouting out loud could help a little in this kinda critical week~ It's something worth a cheer though temporal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom will be this Saturday...but totally no feelings for it..Hopefully tomorrow's shopping spree will brighten up some mood. Blame all to the unfinished business. FYP could never be finished.. it just replays..unlike my windows media player..although it replays..but it never gives stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been rather blank these few days...with total horrible weather here in Malacca.. hate/love this place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell myself...after this and the next week..........we'll all be GODs above heaven..in the mean time, as the clock is ALWAYS running so quickly, gotta catch time and vow to beat those heavy obstacles down! If we've been through it for almost 5 years now......what is it to be fear of at the end of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1040288449702669626?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1040288449702669626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1040288449702669626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1040288449702669626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1040288449702669626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-week-and-next-week-then.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2453312087084343867</id><published>2008-04-01T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:05:34.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretty much half conscious now due to early classes aftermath.. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been reading kennysia.com alongside with head-heavy notes on table top though..and i would say it is rather lame... I do not deny by reading it, gives me kinda..."feel like writing" energy that I've lost since few years back. And at one point of time, i thought writing was none other than lame ramblings..and opinionated to be just a space when you have nothing to tend to..well, i guess i couldn't deny it is still a very important part of me..and that's why i am still keeping in touch with that inner-self of mine :) It was shocking to know that there are people who put blogging in their itineraries..and me? wassup..but anyhow, still a part of entertainment besides all those boring chemistry formula and professor's smart notes which i could hardly take in.. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the change of the century (soon), people are getting too stressed up of their lives. As i was sprawling along campus today..some SPCA(Society of Prevention to Cruelty of Animals) people came around pledging for donation in a furious tone. " You MUST donate at least once in a while" =.=" Eventually..i have met such incidents a few times during town hangouts where those street donations come up to you and usually, you would just show them a 'shoo' face, thus forget about the whole thing..though, some of them were precisely furious too. But ..this is a proper donation booth, and yet, people are still furious.. i guess it's the weather or..stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the harder you throw out a ball to the wall..the harder and quicker it bounces back..ain't it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to the animals. We went browsing the abuse gallery nearby.. i really like doing something for them, in a proper and correct way i guess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many task in my to-do list that someone would never finish reading it.. All together with some weird weather here in malacca and a jobless soon-to-be graduate, just creates a larger radiating whirlpool. Though i am always in great trouble handling all those last minute schedules and late nights with table lamp killing my eyesight....and ye, that's LIFE! all jumbled up into one brain wire.. and glad that wire still holds still :D can you believe i eventually enjoy all these workload and i could be feeling goo-ey.......and time passes so quickly, damn you, clock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Seeing juniors studying too hard for themselves...sometimes, just wanna go over and tell them to spread and enjoy campus life more than just having that stressful forehead.. smack that cringe, babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i am not fooling you coz it's april's fool, that's too childish and please don't try to fool me..coz i would really believe you sincerely :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great sleepy day ahead. yosh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2453312087084343867?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2453312087084343867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2453312087084343867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2453312087084343867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2453312087084343867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/04/pretty-much-half-conscious-now-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-8778431699659547501</id><published>2008-03-27T03:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T04:05:27.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 months more to graduation?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are one of the best times, posted and proved to be the proudest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was enjoyable times at every tuesday and wednesday nights..badminton and futsal accordingly.. in the weeks till now. Sports is the most trivial thing..it gives and takes so much. Gives us the strength we didn't believe we had..and takes away my dinner as at the end of the events...tummy grumbles and ups for yumcha session again ^_^ Bonds and surges good hormonal emotions as in..stress reliever i believe? Kaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qoa1wWk3I/AAAAAAAAANU/E6QHxYXhUV4/s1600-h/P1000629_33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qoa1wWk3I/AAAAAAAAANU/E6QHxYXhUV4/s320/P1000629_33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182139500303127410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ye..kick ball..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qrxlwWk8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/bdaXtTqiSE8/s1600-h/P2202175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qrxlwWk8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/bdaXtTqiSE8/s320/P2202175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182143189680034754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;futsal kaki...they were too shy to take pics on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; field..or too s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erious to chase dee ballie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qpDVwWk4I/AAAAAAAAANc/DiDQgg87eQM/s1600-h/P1000631_11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qpDVwWk4I/AAAAAAAAANc/DiDQgg87eQM/s320/P1000631_11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182140196087829378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after futsal, smell socks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qqSFwWk5I/AAAAAAAAANk/50e9A4dQKk0/s1600-h/P1000642_22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qqSFwWk5I/AAAAAAAAANk/50e9A4dQKk0/s320/P1000642_22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182141549002527634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yo..photo with top ganas scorer ler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pics for badminton though, too bad...coz everyone's too excited to kill some feathers..Guess it's kinda sad as it will be temporarily abolished till we resume it back after the FYP presentation. Anyway..finals seem nothing to be big deal of anymore..that's the spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..and not forgetting the gal that stays at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qqSlwWk6I/AAAAAAAAANs/-xuWiV81xgA/s1600-h/DSC00739_11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qqSlwWk6I/AAAAAAAAANs/-xuWiV81xgA/s320/DSC00739_11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182141557592462242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passport size photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life...time to zzz...tomorrow will be another good day..hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-8778431699659547501?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/8778431699659547501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=8778431699659547501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8778431699659547501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/8778431699659547501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/03/2-months-more-to-graduation-these-are.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-qoa1wWk3I/AAAAAAAAANU/E6QHxYXhUV4/s72-c/P1000629_33.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3213266641246543969</id><published>2008-03-22T15:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T01:56:43.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time is running fast, but good times will last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging around likewise, another decaying dirt of earth...tra la la la~ just enough to dance around with time and yes time dances around too~ From the huge elephant to dee minute speckle..from true blue intelligence to enjoyable moments..from laziness to crappy late night 6am assignment rush hours..woo hoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still hanging around though insufficient time, taking down a beer or two to prolong some young nights...sprawling late night streets with illegal racers invitation, but shyly declining with some good emo control..fa la la la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-S2DVwWk1I/AAAAAAAAANE/9mJ26O3M8sk/s1600-h/DSC01040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-S2DVwWk1I/AAAAAAAAANE/9mJ26O3M8sk/s320/DSC01040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180465639878726482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the crazy hours,&lt;br /&gt;Cheers the things we did wrong nor right...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the big fat beer&lt;br /&gt;and 27 dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3213266641246543969?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3213266641246543969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3213266641246543969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3213266641246543969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3213266641246543969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-is-running-fast-but-good-times.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/R-S2DVwWk1I/AAAAAAAAANE/9mJ26O3M8sk/s72-c/DSC01040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-7361555892597354016</id><published>2008-03-03T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T02:26:34.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a widely spoken topic at different perspectives. We were trained to observe and hypothesized from bean to sprout. We were tested on ancestral knowledge till current descendants, and not leaving out.. all sorts of experience compensates and built who we are today. In the end, we are what we are in no denial. How specifically unique we grew and became today. The past, present and future are three junctions we manage to label what growth is, rethink, possibly rebuke and rebuild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How this word inspire every parent, every guardian, to provide the best for their young-lings is fascinating, likewise, captured on National Geographic about infant parenting of the wild life. The sacrifice done  is priceless and yet, some do take for granted..to refute, not some, but most. As crossing another junction of growing up, there will be choices and decisions to lead the road..and there are things we have no choice but to put down or put up with. It doesn't mean we have to forget and just go. It's sad to see not all get the best of growing up, but part and parcel of it is definitely not perfect.. Maybe balance is the answer, no it is a MUST, least for myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do we know of ourselves? Some say they have good life but they do not. Some do have a good life but they say not. So which are you? By growing up, we see the phase of evolution and may not realize we have grown. Funny eh... not all look deep beyond the mirror. And yes, good and bad..we just can't run away but grow with them. If you say you are good or bad, you are not, you are both, as everyone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things you want to forget but can't. There are things you are supposed to remember, though, you forget. There are things you can't deny and forget in a mist. Just like how mum taught you to cross a road, look right, look left, then again....walk along..look front to not fall easily..yet, look behind so that you do not get tripped..look around..to be aware. It was instilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be wary and count every good moments, do not bypass them, but take in together to grow. Plant the bad seeds and i bet some good blossoms will grow too. Just remember you are not the only one..everyone's growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how did your day went?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-7361555892597354016?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/7361555892597354016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=7361555892597354016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7361555892597354016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7361555892597354016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/03/growth.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3019939975660373374</id><published>2008-02-27T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:20:04.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was pledging for some company during the past few days, where walking two by two was some pleasure and neither torture nor necessity anymore. Weird and life just turned around. Woke up today, though dormitory healing insufficient, but still feeling thankful and proceeded with errants. Feeling the need to be alone.... Just need a nap  during late evening i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel I'd been forced onto the ring though i just wanna be a spectator. It does not feel good and i dislike it. Just hope days would shine brighter, however, it's absurd to seek bright days that do not damage your skin with high amount of UV. Haha. See, being observed is like an unlawful crime, where people intrude you privacy with their staring eyes. Ask some law undergrads to help fight me out of the situation seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still not any near success or failure. Glad that at least some expectations were fulfilled, but there's much a long path to deal with. Grass and road side flowers....the cumbersome beauty that less will realize and appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wonder since when i was this deep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping could be predicted to be a little overwhelming but worth dee investment dude. Ciao for my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3019939975660373374?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3019939975660373374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3019939975660373374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3019939975660373374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3019939975660373374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/02/wednesday-to-be.html' title='Wednesday to be'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-4061829823673936327</id><published>2008-02-13T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:12:42.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As quick as breeze, 1 year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaa...full of commitments, the death knots of grown ups. So till you hear another whine for the day, live up for every moment with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing KL life...yoohoo...left things there, left everything everywhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should feel guilty for all the crimes I've committed, least, be awakened and resume student life. (but just dun feel like a student anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more worries. No more qualms. No more leaving things around telling myself real swift strict. No more clubbing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe as quick too, 4 more months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-4061829823673936327?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/4061829823673936327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=4061829823673936327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4061829823673936327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4061829823673936327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-quick-as-breeze-1-year.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-3339022206490519654</id><published>2008-01-07T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T14:56:05.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At this point of time, another plus minus of 4 days...i will be humming some sweet scent homey lullaby chords at me room window..just like any other fairy tale. For me, a temporary one, but still worth looking forward for :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year, remarks new stuff, a whole lot of them. Don't know which is which coz barely sorted out myself yet...as usual, procrastinate like any other year. Buttt...currently thinking whether to keep my short length and wonder, will the boys still melt...wahahaha..and well..stay fit and healthy would be one, too, i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About studies........ *pray giler to the sky* that FYP will be a SUCCESS SUCCESS...puh-lease...puh-lease..puh-lease.. sweatttt -.-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About work...wanna find a suitable job, and hopefully get my places of interest, as well as people of interest..wakekekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much more to forge onto the emblem of 2008..... and wishing all a great year ahead! good life, prosperity and what you fill in the blank is what you get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-3339022206490519654?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/3339022206490519654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=3339022206490519654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3339022206490519654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/3339022206490519654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2008/01/at-this-point-of-time-another-plus.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-9097989556341979945</id><published>2007-12-19T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T11:09:00.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wassup wassup..It's almost Christmas! and well..skating seems addictive at this mistletoe season. Work is great and the latter, should be greater and will kinda miss this place after i finish. Anyway...the holiday mood seems to have sprung everyone out of their office seats, while some, still maintain some calm mood, be it hols or not. I kinda have lots of pics to upload..but forgot to bring dee cable to office -.-" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beguiled by life--&gt; work and people and love and studies, all promptly protruding like some white water rush. Beguiled by miracles, philosophies, good and bad people, sleep and pre-emptive leave which left all my colleagues go " Maner Michelle ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why the essence is so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe being philosophical doesn't bring you anywhere unless you practise the philosophies. However, a practitioner is usually taken in as an extremist of a wrong ideology till ..the sun shines and the people are happy. Typical thinking we call it, though..i don't wanna be typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i thought i have lost my lingual skills! There goes my long winded aforementioned..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Think. Love. and.. Express Well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Some new guilds and still many more instilled and kept inside for the past few months. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Great experience, Love Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-9097989556341979945?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/9097989556341979945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=9097989556341979945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/9097989556341979945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/9097989556341979945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/12/work-and-people-and-love-and-studies.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5937230690324785325</id><published>2007-11-02T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:46:12.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.30am to 5.30pm, Monday to Friday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's how life is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wednesdays- hit the cinemas for 6 bucks movies, Fridays- out for big makan... and weekends pass as swift as the sea breeze.. and the cycle goes on for the next and the following..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's not that kay-ale doesn't rock, but with all expenses limitations, things may be a bit difficult. Ah well, my 3 months is gonna be a great one. Money..always the hot issue. Hot chicks flooding the parades, expensive food and glamorous outcomes everywhere. And getting use to the massive jam is actually an achievement :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life's evolving.. you gotta know everything even if you don't., just blend and flow..gotta speak even if you don't know how. Nice supervisor, great colleagues and good working environment. Mmmmmmmmmmm.........currently helping out on some autocad jobs and designing database software for the ISO 17025 system..peningz lalat..super freedom at office..yay yay~~ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahhhh...love my officeeee...weee...fridayyyzzzzz.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can't wait for first pay cheque and out for clubs~ yo yo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;got Japz and FYPz lagiz..sial punya --...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5937230690324785325?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5937230690324785325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5937230690324785325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5937230690324785325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5937230690324785325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/11/8.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-722631714838210872</id><published>2007-10-10T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T18:12:47.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.I.R. - Blue Doors Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I stand up high plunge in this splendid city tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's no one but me with gravity I can measure life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I try to hide from your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many times &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I found myself lost in this wonderland&lt;/span&gt; and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can I define all these &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;blue doors ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me secrets and then make me wild isn't the true love inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I rise and compare my hand with this city tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's no one but me and silently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I get down and smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I get down and smile , I get down and smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS and hope that my intern is as fun as yours, subtly, vice versa! Outta Melaka for 3 months~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-722631714838210872?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/722631714838210872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=722631714838210872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/722631714838210872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/722631714838210872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/10/fir-blue-doors-ahead.html' title='F.I.R. - Blue Doors Ahead'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2443907537268041707</id><published>2007-10-06T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T16:03:31.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead knots furball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was simply having his good time on the table in the hall as i barbered his whole, yet, still carried the dark clouds as he scuffled through the slumps (plastics, law books and leftover mamees).  As i , too scuffled my fingers through his fur, only realised that a furball lump was detected at his top torso part, and then, too, only realised i need to extra cut that off my lil' baby. It just got my nerves to not get it done asap. Soon, half an hour later, baby turned into angst and bit a non-owner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kesian, terdengar jeritan sungguh dari bilik pintu terbuka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Roomie came running in with a bloody index, and went straight to the tissue box. Her face turned into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; face (by referential observation).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, i presume either he just woke up, or just blame it on the dark clouds? He'd lost some weight and growing well. Gosh, he needs some discipline and love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Furballs, hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something on being too lazy and not substantial enough deserves an A- to A range? The words kept repeating and they just slammed my afternoon nap to dust today...  i guess the worries doesn't vanish and damn, it comes back so subsequent..what i need to do is just...do it. i need to get some switches for my neuro-transmitters, coz they ain't off when it's supposed to be. Talking neuro, packed up a tad bit to leave melaka in about..a week's time, only to know that my anatomy book is a darn fat book which i can't fit into any boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...eyes tired but brain doesn't shut off, and heart isn't listening to the brain at all. What is all these nonsense incoherent connections? wishing for the best sleeping pills---&gt; photonics notes, HIMYM........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and off to bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days lasted too short to be caught on the way~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cracked the 40 characters limit on y!m, thanks to a friend. yo..short days. RESIDENT EVIL on next wednesday..and before that, some lightsaber encounters to die for..may the force be with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2443907537268041707?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2443907537268041707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2443907537268041707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2443907537268041707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2443907537268041707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/10/dead-knots-furball.html' title='dead knots furball'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2469564685342742577</id><published>2007-10-02T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T14:04:59.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More obstacles to run over in time to come... and would i still be the same me? There were some nice days, and certainly some not. Woke up with some qualms, thinking stuff like...can i? should i? may i? the world is that..people lost trust in you and it goes vice versa at all directions, pretty lost sometimes and somehow, i just dun understand but i have to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just rolls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning where afternoon took place too quick, would you have any regrets for the hours that you've lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be comfortable and do things. So, let it just....roll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Public news today..always awful and eerie. Take care, gurls out there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2469564685342742577?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2469564685342742577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2469564685342742577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2469564685342742577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2469564685342742577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-obstacles-to-run-over-in-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-4029467556279309414</id><published>2007-09-24T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T03:17:48.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee..it's study week here~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's some temporal off-the-hook session to let some hair down. Went to see a friend at town today, and it felt so nice :) Gonna miss everything in melaka for 3 months soon. Anyway, rather grateful to some good lucks and charms, now that, training stuff is settled, and null worries to come by. I am looking forward to it with hopefully, average hope and great minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minds.....much precarious concurrently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY OBVIOUS when i actually dosed off in the highway journey yesterday. Maybe the Ford was too comfy... hehe..nah..too exhausted from some two-night imsonia. Imsoniac without a reason, weird. Isn't finals i betcha, coz i don't feel it at all this moment. Highway journey? To settle training stuff lor. Lazy wanna elaborate. Just put it as a highway journey. Came back like an evening slop, skipped dinner, and went straight right to bed...it doesn't sound good, but things really worked out well, and i'm totally glad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP presentation ended good as mentioned and kinda love my life right now. Boost for it, i hope i will~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RvaurljASxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Cb8FUWs8Boo/s1600-h/DSCN4866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RvaurljASxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Cb8FUWs8Boo/s320/DSCN4866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113466490762316562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and...time really flies..look at the gurls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rvaud1jASwI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBU0bxUsxjA/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rvaud1jASwI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBU0bxUsxjA/s320/DSC00104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113466254539115266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my passion for writing has begun to deteriorate...not to the point of lack of interest, but to the point of hesitation, as again, weird. Sometimes i don't really get myself. Hesitation might had became one of my weakness.. and maybe a good thing in some other stuff.. but i don't know why or where did this bulge up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, study week tasted so good, better than holidays..you have something to do at least, and that's why it's better.  I kinda start like being a noob, we always worked hard to be a better someone, but somehow, i wished i were a noob in stuff..it's so much easier, and there's always people around..such warmth, hardly defined. But now, in some things, i am no longer a noob....and life gets harder, different and hopefully, prudent. And..i do love this word&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; prudent&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother is rockin` great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week till finals...&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks till back to ipoh......&lt;br /&gt;and 1 month to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO WANNA GET FURNITURES FOR MY NEW APARTMENT FROM IKEA!!! and can't wait for some good diet and exercise back home~~missing everyone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Only shines...when god's greatest gifts were granted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-4029467556279309414?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/4029467556279309414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=4029467556279309414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4029467556279309414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4029467556279309414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/09/weeits-study-week-here.html' title='Wee..it&apos;s study week here~'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RvaurljASxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Cb8FUWs8Boo/s72-c/DSCN4866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2485538575954239769</id><published>2007-09-15T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:48:19.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's like I got lost in these woods for some long years back, and still lost in it. Maybe i don't intend to find the route out at all. I am having this nice time here...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*flashback*&lt;/span&gt; S.H.E. and karaoke..just got the girls going. And now, we are so far apart, so grown up, so succumbed to our own lifestyles. I so wished to be back there. It has never been far, to sing our hearts out, to be loud and to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a massive presentation for my final year project, a massive meal, a massive shopping, a massive exercise and massively drained...totally, gawd. It has been a gruesome week, so i'm just taking this weekend off. Haggard, and i love the aloe taste on my lips. Gosh, beauty is fragrant.  There's so much work still, some never ending proclaims... and i loveee it i can throw these tantrums on just the right person. And those beside me all these times..help and support..zillion of thanks and hugs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, now, totally, massive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then..next step of life, work. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2485538575954239769?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2485538575954239769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2485538575954239769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2485538575954239769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2485538575954239769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-like-i-got-lost-in-these-woods-for.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-1138789563779093677</id><published>2007-09-07T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T03:56:27.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Must must must must must kill myself to bed......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna sleep. so don't wanna wake up tomorrow for more suffocation. Least, give me a sweet dream. ARGH. Brain lodged with heavy stuff, can't do anything, can't not do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, gun me down. .   .     .      .       .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-1138789563779093677?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/1138789563779093677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=1138789563779093677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1138789563779093677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/1138789563779093677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/09/must-must-must-must-must-kill-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2583151498718289709</id><published>2007-09-04T03:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T04:09:40.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blue-ks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ull of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;our &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps i really owed myself some postings. And now, life became too sufficient! with all those presentations and last minute coding stuff. There goes working people laughing me off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHA. funny brat. &lt;/span&gt;YES. i am waning, so laugh ahead, all of you you you, working people..blueks. i also got the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAs&lt;/span&gt; from the week 2 presentation people...-.-...... Being first isn't really a bad thing..atleast all those nerve bitting bugs are off me sooner! till then! i'll laugh the hell outta all of you!!! WUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems like i'm behavioural to be work stricken so badly at last minutes, that it really gives me the creep. Without that, i am just another lazy piece of crap. Another week to big-bang-mama-talk and hell knows what's gonna reigns. and yeah, finally i am working on my fyp. All those bull on the gantt chart, now looking at it...all Super High Intensity Training (quoted : gundamz84) trash info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12th seems like May 13 to me, the yet to happen but burn you when it comes. The only consolation to such idiotic schedule is probably that my session is in the afternoon. And some compensation was a great Merdeka weekend (Even Mahathir kept his heart alive till post-Merdeka for IJN... patriotism)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RtxgwveZrBI/AAAAAAAAAK0/glFCMraeG4Y/s1600-h/P9020912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RtxgwveZrBI/AAAAAAAAAK0/glFCMraeG4Y/s320/P9020912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106062468025265170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went for the World Fireworks Competition 2007 at Putrajaya yesterday. We only managed to catch a glimpse of it by the highway, as we were wayyyyyy jammed out by the post-Merdeka traffic on the North South. I was rather happy with such an immense road trip, and to fulfill dissatisfaction, we also managed on some supper at Cyberjaya and took off with whole lot of pictures from Poh's olympus. The most exciting part was, we decided to leave Melaka at only 6pm. One damn reason we didn't get a proper view of the finale, but cool, i was in Putrajaya for one sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The toilet at street mall was unbelievably...... LOCKED when all of us were in the verge of bursting bladders....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RtxhiveZrCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3UmrpEEVK6Y/s1600-h/P9030925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RtxhiveZrCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3UmrpEEVK6Y/s320/P9030925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106063327018724386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RtxhjPeZrEI/AAAAAAAAALM/n_-r2DR4eE0/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RtxhjPeZrEI/AAAAAAAAALM/n_-r2DR4eE0/s320/DSC00821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106063335608659010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 'great' food, come great expenses...so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RtxiAveZrFI/AAAAAAAAALU/iUYyzyr1RG8/s1600-h/P9020915_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RtxiAveZrFI/AAAAAAAAALU/iUYyzyr1RG8/s320/P9020915_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106063842414799954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chill...arh...messy hair :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and enjoy the scenes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj8feZrII/AAAAAAAAALs/rS9is0d9_L8/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj8feZrII/AAAAAAAAALs/rS9is0d9_L8/s320/DSC00846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106065968423611522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take 1 : Architectural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj8PeZrHI/AAAAAAAAALk/ENXNz_OF4YI/s1600-h/DSC00833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj8PeZrHI/AAAAAAAAALk/ENXNz_OF4YI/s320/DSC00833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106065964128644210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take 2 : Blurred but nice dimension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj7_eZrGI/AAAAAAAAALc/A5e_vCAob7I/s1600-h/P9030935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj7_eZrGI/AAAAAAAAALc/A5e_vCAob7I/s320/P9030935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106065959833676898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take 3 : PICC(Putrajaya International Convention Centre) and the Fireworks Carnival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj8veZrJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/h7KDWzwuGYs/s1600-h/P8310904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj8veZrJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/h7KDWzwuGYs/s320/P8310904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106065972718578834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take 4 : YOU MUST BE THINKING IT'S THE FIREWORKS FROM THE COMPETITION! *ekkkk* (These are the ones from Malacca town on the Merdeka eve :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj8_eZrKI/AAAAAAAAAL8/r1Tg0brdZi0/s1600-h/P9030987_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rtxj8_eZrKI/AAAAAAAAAL8/r1Tg0brdZi0/s320/P9030987_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106065977013546146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take 5 : Night township aka. red alert map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~pictures courtesy of Olympus of 7MP and two Sony Ericsson of 2MP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Much thoughts, much memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to get my fat ass to kick some ass soon. anywayz, advert a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;MMU 3RD TAEKWONDO INTERVARSITY TOURNAMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Date : 9th Sept 2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Time : 8am-6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Venue : Exam Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PLEASE COME SUPPORT! Admire the skills of martial arts.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;with strength and honour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 4 now, and hopefully kong off with some sweetest dreams ever, and back to work tomorrow to ENSURE my program works!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : baby's fat and heavy eeek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2583151498718289709?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2583151498718289709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2583151498718289709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2583151498718289709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2583151498718289709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/09/monday-blue-ks.html' title='Monday blue-ks!'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RtxgwveZrBI/AAAAAAAAAK0/glFCMraeG4Y/s72-c/P9020912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-283588431751006696</id><published>2007-08-31T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T20:00:49.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indie-pendie-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Came back at 9am today @.@... was not virtually wild anywhere on the eve but just sat by and had a HUGE chat with friends. and it was really nice, practically what i adore most, at the century of time. Unlike those were the days where we really go all out for it.Well, kinda subdued :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we did yesterday till today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed pizza for dinner...later out to bowlz and poolz, straight to MCD around 3-7am....and curtains closed with a lil' dim sum wee, with all haggard faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a light one, and i like it. Moderate, simple and it captures my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept from 10 to 3 and woke up for a lil bite, and continued till 7pm now..when people rang me up for dinner. yay~~ going for asam fish later^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;When we put words together, intact, it is comprised of such elements. Even if there were dirt which disdains...eventually blends and put off to a new day. Life's best roads, not relinquished but rejoiced for a better tomorrow and reminiscing past. There  is no dead locks to unhook. Change your mind a little sometimes, try acceptance, poised you'll be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As the evening culminates..nothing will much more beautiful than life itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Conveying my sincere Condolence to my 2 lovely friends, PLH and PLY for the sudden leave of their dear beloved father last week. May prayers and best wishes lightens their path. Glad that God has found and saved him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-283588431751006696?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/283588431751006696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=283588431751006696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/283588431751006696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/283588431751006696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/08/indie-pendie-day.html' title='Indie-pendie-day'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2694699660307846656</id><published>2007-08-21T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T19:59:57.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Calling - Believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm one man to make a difference&lt;br /&gt;I'm one soul all persistence&lt;br /&gt;In a dark world, just trying to make things right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Choices we weren't given &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any heroes, and our decision&lt;br /&gt;Is to stand up and fight for ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; To be free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Is all we want to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; When everything seems so far out of reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; But I know, no matter where we go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; I'll never stop believing in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Woke up bent and broken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Just to find that fate has spoken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I call out I call out for change&lt;br /&gt;For every moment that remains&lt;br /&gt;For every sinking stone to find its place&lt;br /&gt;Long before they're washed away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been waiting for too long&lt;br /&gt;We've been giving in to wrong&lt;br /&gt;And we've been broken to pieces one by one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna know&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; When the moment comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2694699660307846656?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2694699660307846656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2694699660307846656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2694699660307846656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2694699660307846656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/08/calling-believe-im-one-man-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6170790648999617968</id><published>2007-08-18T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:26:03.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The week after a week's break..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rachael Lampa-If you Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon singing Wannabe by Spice Girls cyberly over the net with da girls over at Bunga Raya...Today seems.. typically nice, weather cloudy and ain't sunny~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings..ain't so stable recently, probably moved by nice and bad stuff around me, at times, very very moved indeed. Though, it has been a busy week with a few planning, fyp and some good badminton. Resuming badminton after 10 years ain't that bad eh?! Just forgetting some smash techniques, the point system and probably sucked at serving a little :D. Rewinding time, i used to walk to the sports complex with my primary dudes to get to badminton, so badly so, we could play for half a day in a go, and that was good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP--&gt; as usual...slacking right behind and have been bugging my 'no-entry mode' supervisor. Wuahahaa..days ain't good if there's a baggage on you everywhere, but just depends how you manage it to enjoy and successfully bringing the baggage along with you^^and those encouraging words poured, though, has been quite some time..did not ferment and stayed fresh every time i need them..precious.. and..thanks......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many to do, in so little time^^ and..finally some darn midterm exams has been discovered for next week's schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been involved in some political talk(privately) recently due to..influences!!! blame those influence! Maybe it's soon to be our 50th national day and some voting registration urge in me. Suddenly do feel like throwing a few tantrums towards the country and supporting  WEE's version of our national anthem. But then again, rationality and nationality!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..it's a bliss to be ignorant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes work urge..and sleeping urge at the same time. Which one do you think i would choose? :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6170790648999617968?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6170790648999617968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6170790648999617968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6170790648999617968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6170790648999617968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/08/week-after-weeks-break.html' title='The week after a week&apos;s break..'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2261138142623371778</id><published>2007-08-11T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T12:41:45.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two weeks from twenty - yellowcard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Readings : The Brontes, Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice day, early dimsum with the Law fellas --- suddenly need to be typically well-versed among them, seemed so pressured, yet nice, joyful and never'd been this early since long...great. This social lingual inept syndrome is never gonna get to me, no no, babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i missed the 8th MMU Convocation 2007 this weekend. There's gonna be so much people mourning for my absence.. ngekz. And hope they will miss me more too :"&gt; Oh well, they actually do.Traditionally, convocations are expected to be the extravagant grandeur, proof of your qualities and your degree accreditation. And juniors like us, will always go harp on opportunities as such : cheek the celebrities and lush them with mushy gifts, witness them glitter on the day itself and flash them with cameras. As to say, those moments were great, and friends were great too, till then. Missed those times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIOMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rr04phvttFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/j7ONG8JZ0Rc/s1600-h/P8051229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rr04phvttFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/j7ONG8JZ0Rc/s320/P8051229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097292639337559122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best shot 1 : Blue Sky Sea Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rr04FxvttEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RTAukVNUH5s/s1600-h/P8061430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rr04FxvttEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RTAukVNUH5s/s320/P8061430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097292025157235778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Shot 2 : Fun, white sand and bikiniz ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rr046BvttGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kN5wbH_FheU/s1600-h/P8061482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rr046BvttGI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kN5wbH_FheU/s320/P8061482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097292922805400674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Shot 3 : The evening set Salang Harbour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed swimming in the sea so much so, i could kill for another dip with the corals beneath, imagine how the beach had hinged on me, perfectly under-the-coconut-tree. Pin on me for another trip like this...i would, too, kill for it. Best part was the outdoors and seeing the guys drunk, momo-focco...damn cutiez. And what we've shared there shall remain in me forever. I guess, goods sold are not exchangeable? Good times, passed quickly..sweet memories beheld! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, life back here.. and missing ipoh much after talking to tyng and joanne for some time last nite. Family, always top of the list, too. what i could see recently, immaturities everywhere..and people are not growing up. So, grow up, then you'd understand what you see is not what you saw...and i believe, what belongs to me shall be mine, despite all over again now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rr04FxvttDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/FxbEJ0rMzuQ/s1600-h/P8061336_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rr04FxvttDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/FxbEJ0rMzuQ/s320/P8061336_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097292025157235762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best relaxing shot : Life under the coconut tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;no inklings without blinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;neither fate nor bad fat cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2261138142623371778?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2261138142623371778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2261138142623371778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2261138142623371778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2261138142623371778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-well-they-actually-do.html' title='two weeks from twenty - yellowcard'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/Rr04phvttFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/j7ONG8JZ0Rc/s72-c/P8051229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-2998967328435117176</id><published>2007-08-01T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T02:49:47.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O . Ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In certain depth, certain compromises should might as well... cancel off, unnoticeable. How words import demeanour, very interesting. As if a picture could paint a thousand words? WRONG. How actions lighten the hearts, very nice. Then, words and actions came together... and formed lies, which broke hearts, sealed souls, and had begun the art of not believing no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if all these could be peered through a mere formula... sung by songs, truth or lies, you know best. Trust your heart, sail your feelings, for they will never fool you, but only blind the strong believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-2998967328435117176?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/2998967328435117176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=2998967328435117176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2998967328435117176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/2998967328435117176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/08/o.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-7922707236720231627</id><published>2007-07-27T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T15:12:34.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weekend. weekend. weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spiritually dysfunctional in whatsoever activities, or may utter so that, solely, things do not interest me easily. As to say, the weekend is gonna be a long one... till midterm break comes, then, it's time to unleash without any exams and final year dilemma nudged behind for the mean time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;\:D/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First and foremostly, i would like to utter a big fat thank you to all sponsors (esp birdie) and seconders out there in this trip :"&gt;, without you all i am nothing..*throw me roses* *bow* *bow* sincerely..Nevertheless, hopefully wanna work on some academics this weekend, and set some datelines.. furthermore, midterm exam next friday, and i ain't getting anything out of it. Workload heavy, dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all regulatory head hacking, mind thrusting, procrastinating damnation workload, peace shall remain, refined *cheerz*!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;If you can't get out of it, get into it, have fun coz it's meant to be :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The hue in you shall escalate as such a wild geese beneath the sets and dawns on a skyline journey, whilst horizons point guidelines and not limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Intelligence is casted upon, never take it for granted ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once upon a time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Somewhere far away from here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I was drowning in a deep sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Got no ground beneath my feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And there's so many faces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm New York and I'm Japan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; There's so many things that I want to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But I'll never understand... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Now I'm dreaming in red &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Just drifting away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm dreaming in red &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Come and take me away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I just got to get it right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Before I make it wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cause I'm breaking out and rising up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; While the world is falling down... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I see the sun behind the night, sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; One last moment before I say goodbye... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Once upon a time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Somewhere far away from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;~The Calling - Dreaming in Red~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-7922707236720231627?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/7922707236720231627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=7922707236720231627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7922707236720231627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7922707236720231627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6734057865287721179</id><published>2007-07-23T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T04:54:06.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My Late Night Avenues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A place for refuge, a time which really takes who i am. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yawnz*&lt;/span&gt; It's late, and i like it. I usually get a lot out of these late hours. 6 weeks has passed by in a zap and so so quick, it's half of the semester already. Trying hard to get lazy butts out of animes and dramas as much as possible, wanna concentrate on work but eventually failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weekend was nice.&lt;/span&gt; We went hunting WJ's birthday present on Saturday night and end up in a happy yumcha session (the venue is easily figured right :D) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8PBvts-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/cGsvPyCG7cE/s1600-h/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8PBvts-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/cGsvPyCG7cE/s320/DSC01384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090118970211415010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;weegie bee :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director of the nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8Dhvts9I/AAAAAAAAAJU/DK4mQ5sjLnI/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8Dhvts9I/AAAAAAAAAJU/DK4mQ5sjLnI/s320/DSC01382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090118772642919378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*shy shy poison victim2* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(dearest qong) and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting you.. The scorpioniac ym status lover and a super fyp worker award of the year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO7zxvts7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Tjq-gKNd7C0/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO7zxvts7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Tjq-gKNd7C0/s320/DSC01385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090118502059979698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*slap slap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*shy shy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; poisoner witches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh not mentioning...they are black and white magic witches all year around..boyfriends and husbands indispensible..poor me, they ain't sharing&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO7QBvts6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/VOMhwZw4dPY/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO7QBvts6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/VOMhwZw4dPY/s320/DSC01379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090117887879656354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*shy shy poison victim1* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(suka gambar ni sebab nampak ceriaaa :D).. Sugar daddy aka. BFP of the year..alfredoooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL THE HARD WORK FOR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8nhvts_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/07vlK3mV0-s/s1600-h/weejin+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8nhvts_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/07vlK3mV0-s/s320/weejin+card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090119391118210034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;a tribute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8nxvttBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0lge9tGoP8E/s1600-h/P7170844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8nxvttBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0lge9tGoP8E/s320/P7170844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090119395413177362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Burger special 'birthday cake' at 0000 on 17th July 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8nhvttAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Ze-nXAm-2CI/s1600-h/P7170863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8nhvttAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Ze-nXAm-2CI/s320/P7170863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090119391118210050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;wee~ all the sayangz :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since ages since i posted some pictures here. Hopefully we stay like this till the end of time :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been rocking great, though a bit worries here and there. Put the tad bit away...missing home a little and happy that parents calling often ^^ Was quite glad too in some debugging business about my FYP with some help from my senior and hope to do more tomorrow. Sometimes things don't really matter anymore. Just wanna follow the flow of my feelings and ain't suppressing no more~~ I don't wanna regret. Just don't want to...haha..but well, not all are expressed either. Catch me if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My...it's 5. Gonna hit the sack soon. May week6 be nice and nosy. It's working Mondayyyyy again.. More squash to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy Next Door - I've Been Waiting for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6734057865287721179?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6734057865287721179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6734057865287721179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6734057865287721179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6734057865287721179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-late-nights-avenue-place-for-refuge.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RqO8PBvts-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/cGsvPyCG7cE/s72-c/DSC01384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-6902134458366152200</id><published>2007-07-19T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:33:07.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>バンガロ は 大き ですね... &gt;&lt; ..今から 痛い ね。。。ちんちんさん の 不好！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd knew me, and took me to the stars, as well as read them to me, not less, reached out, somehow, things would be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words could love and hurt the most. 言葉 が とても 愛 と 怪我 成りました。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-6902134458366152200?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/6902134458366152200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=6902134458366152200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6902134458366152200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/6902134458366152200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-7444862870623745451</id><published>2007-07-15T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T22:51:07.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How should i put words into it, so difficult. Don't even know how to describe or write it out. Just wanna find a chance to talk and covey to make it all clear. Guts I need your blessings, and pray that i have my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*clears mind* *blink*blink*&lt;/span&gt; just gotta do what is right for once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~*~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a nice dinner till...we witnessed a couple in a fight during dinner. Dee husband almost wanted to hit the wife. May all's well be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found an article about robotics in medical application and FPGA implementation on medical imaging. Kind of cool and interesting, hope to advance in these fields in future. Nice nice reading. (*O* aaaaaaaaaaa reminds me about FYP.... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa) Nice sunday, nice weekend.. mmmm hmmm...sleep sleep.. wanna flip myself on the green grass and enjoy the evening set...weee~ wee to sweet memories too :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-7444862870623745451?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/7444862870623745451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=7444862870623745451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7444862870623745451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/7444862870623745451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-should-i-put-words-into-it-so.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-129067931011626118</id><published>2007-07-12T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T15:03:10.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday's thrusting turmoil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brain dead. Been listening to some 90's, soothin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much on the list... lemme seeee :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CT proposal and research&lt;br /&gt;-Laser assignment&lt;br /&gt;-Laser lab report x 2&lt;br /&gt;-Japanese past year&lt;br /&gt;-FYP-FYP-FYP-FYP-FYP-FYP- ( and these could built some fine border patterns)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;*SCREAMS**SCREAMS**SCREAMS**SCREAMS**SCREAMS**SCREAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking..i could scribble some jap, then go to sleep... drag myself to law tutorial, yawn in jap and go kick ass? just attended law this morning...and  t'was sooooooooo f***ing boringgg.. chatted all the way (DIE DIE DIE in FINALS!). Just completed my Laser Tech lab sessions, feeling relieved without necessary intimate one-to-one conversation with my lecturer anymore..benci benci benciiii...blek :P and YES, he SUCKS in conversation! every one of 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adding some personal memorandums would be a proper : diet, exercise, social and time management. *peace to last minute subdue arrest for the latter dude. la la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY SO BLARDY LAZY??!! how to graduate? how to get black belt?? how to get my jap pass in few months time???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaa..dunwan tok liao la ..wanna do work liao laa.. :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, should i hit the club this weekend? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say you love me all around the world..oh please..say you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-129067931011626118?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/129067931011626118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=129067931011626118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/129067931011626118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/129067931011626118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/07/thursdays-thrusting-turmoil.html' title='Thursday&apos;s thrusting turmoil'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-5435876713234045185</id><published>2007-07-05T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T02:04:57.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ru guo - zhangdongliang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year...and then ahead, perhaps, beautiful and hideous and all cramps in together like no other businesses. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shakes butt* &lt;/span&gt;feels so free... has been doing the usual, late nights, tkd, Japanese, classes.. and oh gosh..must be forgetting FYP in the list. Just got a hook on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE DEVIL WHO WEARS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; A WALK TO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;REMEMBER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;recently. Old nice shows, and they just made me wanting to whoosh back to the 90s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What some good news is that my parents added extra allowance for me this month!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;^&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely not telling the amount..but just some sufficienceeee to lmf funding i guess..mum and dad, always the best at this point! love you guys always..for the money and everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; *dances with da wolfs at dee Steppes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; hooga wooga!! cashing through baby!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for a lot of things recently, these things..have been a mind puller all week round. Can't wait to get to movies this Friday, can't wait to get to kay-ale this weekend, can't wait to get to cousin's boutique (only if we had time and betcha, i am a perfecto time guardian!) and should i too, mention..can't wait to finish my FYP? and can't wait to beat the heck out of myself to stop sleeping to much...freaky lazy....wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait can't wait :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool, heck, whatever...breaking through.. and i denied my flimsy part-time offer, cashing me 150 bucks for the ITFAIR this weekend due to kemalasan... anywayz, gonna grab an external hdd and it's gonna be at good service for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; of movies.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*peace*&lt;/span&gt; another can't wait for the fair to come about. computer stuff just strings me up like unstrung beads. Just to insert another piece into my wishing list, i wished i had money for a lot of books i'm dying to have..just wisheddddddd..they are so delightedly delicious as i've been browsing through online. CAN'T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was telling someone about ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chilivivi (7/4/2007 3:21:30 AM): i feel reset this sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that someone, thanxie for the late nite companion, and every bit of you means so much to meee...youuu know me so well and endure all my shits..and also..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;can't wait&lt;/span&gt; to see you tomorrow  :"&gt; wee to you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-5435876713234045185?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/5435876713234045185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=5435876713234045185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5435876713234045185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/5435876713234045185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/07/ru-guo-zhangdongliang.html' title='ru guo - zhangdongliang'/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23907012.post-4207658119887916609</id><published>2007-07-01T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:54:29.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RoaSFJX_C2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/mSJciQHe7nM/s1600-h/DSC00085_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RoaSFJX_C2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/mSJciQHe7nM/s320/DSC00085_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081909846647704418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some flashbacks at KL two weeks ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MachE Restaurant on Fathers' Day at THE CURVE with the ipoh gals..miss you guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Superficials. How many of them one after another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the rights are not right and for every damnation, i suppose, there are certain truth in them but not all definitely. Why? Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, and only sometimes, the dispute of superficiality is so very frustrating. Most of the time, i do not give a damn, and the sometimes which pierces is where people want me to change for the better of others. i would take things into consideration but NOT under force and unlawful reasons. i am sorting to be less stubborn, but i still hate superficials, and don't you try to be pretentious and being don't care doesn't mean i don't know. And those reasons are definitely shallow and childish i presume. i would be the superficial if i undone the current me..aarhh...comfortable now, and that's the best policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this weekend with full of additional unnecessary qualms? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yawnz* stay sleepy ne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;But anyhow, had a nice time for Transformers yesterday night at the new cinema, namely MBO at Melaka Mall =D Someone as broke as me would sacrifice RM9 for a show there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;paiseh cheapskate me :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;movenpick&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/movenpick&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;movenpick&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What life matters..depends the artistry you create on humanity written on the canvas of life.. have some good thoughts, independent ones most importantly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/movenpick&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;movenpick&gt;&lt;/movenpick&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;movenpick&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The painter or potter...no regrets for either or..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/movenpick&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;movenpick&gt;&lt;/movenpick&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;movenpick&gt;&lt;/movenpick&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;movenpick&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/movenpick&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23907012-4207658119887916609?l=perichillypeppery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/feeds/4207658119887916609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23907012&amp;postID=4207658119887916609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4207658119887916609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23907012/posts/default/4207658119887916609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perichillypeppery.blogspot.com/2007/07/superficials.html' title=''/><author><name>fern</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dWGGvzKitY/RoaSFJX_C2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/mSJciQHe7nM/s72-c/DSC00085_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
