<?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-5752597</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:27:21.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Timeline</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-798770127633332496</id><published>2006-12-13T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:03:27.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Voice</title><content type='html'>The voice is one of the most flexible and musical thing produced by Man. It can in one moment annoy you to death and another, mezmerize you into an awe. Every song sung with such depth and power always leaves me in a trance. Closing my eyes, the vibes resonate within me till I get goosebumps. Its amazing. I wanna be able to do that too. To produce that same effect for someone else. One day.. one day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-798770127633332496?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/798770127633332496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=798770127633332496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/798770127633332496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/798770127633332496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/12/power-of-voice.html' title='The Power of Voice'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-2612165915930240855</id><published>2006-12-13T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T00:36:24.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You Don't Know Me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give your hand to me&lt;br /&gt;And then you say hello&lt;br /&gt;And I can hardly speak&lt;br /&gt;My heart is beating so&lt;br /&gt;And anyone can tell&lt;br /&gt;You think you know me well&lt;br /&gt;Well you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you don't know the one&lt;br /&gt;Who dreams of you at night&lt;br /&gt;And longs to kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;And longs to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm just a friend&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've ever been&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I never knew&lt;br /&gt;The art of making love&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart aches&lt;br /&gt;With love for you&lt;br /&gt;Afraid and shy&lt;br /&gt;I've let my chance go by&lt;br /&gt;The chance that you might&lt;br /&gt;Love me, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give your hand to me&lt;br /&gt;And then you say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;I watch you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Beside the lucky guy&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;The one who loves you so&lt;br /&gt;Well, you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I never knew&lt;br /&gt;The art of making love&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart aches&lt;br /&gt;With love for you&lt;br /&gt;Afraid and shy&lt;br /&gt;I've let my chance go by&lt;br /&gt;The chance that you might&lt;br /&gt;Love me, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give your hand to me&lt;br /&gt;And then you say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;I watch you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Beside the lucky guy&lt;br /&gt;No, you'll never ever know&lt;br /&gt;The one who loves you so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't know me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll never know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one who loves you so&lt;br /&gt;Well, you don't know me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Emo-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-2612165915930240855?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/2612165915930240855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=2612165915930240855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/2612165915930240855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/2612165915930240855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-dont-know-me.html' title=''/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-5773048025271915116</id><published>2006-12-11T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T13:24:30.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bollywood Dream</title><content type='html'>Its weird that recently I've always been waking up to funny dreams and this morning was no different. Yes.. a bollywood dream .. don't ask why. If I could explain it, it wouldn't be weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was in this unknown land where there was mostly sea. And there was this village or town and they were having this festival. Then I remember seeing this sign saying that they are going to perform something. The sign said "We anna see elephant, eagle, chicken, whale". The anna mus have been wanna or something. Then suddenly, a bunch of people from the crowd jumped into the sea and in it was a big red elephant plastic figure.Then this main guy yelled "I want to see elephant!" and then stuck his head into the water and yelled the same line again underwater. Then from afar, an elephant actually came swimming towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, they wanted to see eagle. So behind the crowd was this really tall tower made of stilts with a bridge connecting the peak of the tower to a ladder. And they said they needed someone to go up there to help with the 'summoning'. Before I know it, I was on that ladder climbing up to the bridge. And while standing on the edge of the bridge, I realised that the bridge was curved so much that I could slide from one end to the other. So I ended up doing a standing slide from on end to the other. Then when I reach the other side, a bunch of guys appeared and pushed me back to slide again. Then I started dancing while sliding .. LOL and the guys all syncronised with me.. omg it was so funny. It didn't make sense but it was hilarious. There were no trees to dance around but we had that cloth in our hands and we were doing bollywood dances.. on a sliding bridge! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my home phone rang and I woke up. I must be going mad. Hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-5773048025271915116?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/5773048025271915116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=5773048025271915116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/5773048025271915116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/5773048025271915116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/12/bollywood-dream.html' title='Bollywood Dream'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116569116674669038</id><published>2006-12-10T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T03:06:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is complete!!</title><content type='html'>Need I say more? .. heh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a mad haul. It really was a wrong move to let Anuar switch shifts with me. But I'll give him the benefit of the doubt this time. The 3-2 shift was a serious killer. My original 11-8 was so much more relaxing but heck la, its over for now. Just hope Anuar did not do it just so that he can siam this whole sai shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB was once again an annoyance and it gets worst with her constantly touching my arm just so as to get my attention. You don't know me that well so please don't act know. What also don't know want to act smart and over rule people with a power not recognised by all. I'm always in the mood of not doing anything whenever she is around because I know she rather do it herself. No reason why I should stop a 'hardworking' person mah. But if you ever dare complain that I'm not doing my job, you better prepare for the worst tongue-lashing ever cos my words are my weapons. Don't ever get me started. I'm not threathened by anything you throw at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I played with helium today. It actually works and its damn funny. I actually burst out into a small squeeking laughter after secretly inhaling some in the function room. I'm sorry, but it was too irresistable for me after seeing Francis and friends playing with it. But is it really bad for health? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. Bed time .. ZZzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116569116674669038?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116569116674669038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116569116674669038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116569116674669038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116569116674669038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-is-complete.html' title='It is complete!!'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116547442350620537</id><published>2006-12-07T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:53:43.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebel in Black Theme</title><content type='html'>Always wanted to do this. Anyway its not complete. This was a 2 hour job (i think).. It'll only be complete once my flash components are up as well. I think its gonna look cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116547442350620537?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116547442350620537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116547442350620537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116547442350620537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116547442350620537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/12/rebel-in-black-theme.html' title='Rebel in Black Theme'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116546614886147264</id><published>2006-12-07T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T12:35:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking lately and time really does fly when you're having fun. Whats worst is when you actually look back, so much time has already gone by. So much has happened for me since after my poly. Meeting up with new crazy fun-loving friends, finding out more about myself and what I want in life, and learning new stuff. It has been a whacky rollercoaster ride and in someways I'm contented about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for another facelift for this emo moody place. Hopefully I manage to get down and complete it this time. Oh ya .. I didn't get into any part of the AIDs awareness competition. So much for that. But I guess the competition would be tough too. Gotta get use to this since I'm going into the arts field next year. Stay on top or get chopped &gt;_&lt; Please let the aussies be less talented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116546614886147264?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116546614886147264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116546614886147264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116546614886147264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116546614886147264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116500002947593451</id><published>2006-12-02T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T03:07:13.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Reader</title><content type='html'>Ever wished you had a mind reading device so that you can find out what's actually going on in someone's head? *sigh* I wish I had one right about now. There are a few people that I'll like to read to find out what kind of misunderstanding is forming right now. Its not all that serious to the point that there is bad blood, but it just feels different all of a sudden. I can only see so much. I can't understand what's going on when people hide things from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well .. friends come and go I guess. There will always be a point that you will be in the spotlight and then after, the spotlight will move on. I did what I had to and I'm glad I did. *sigh* Walk on .. walk on .. walk on ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116500002947593451?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116500002947593451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116500002947593451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116500002947593451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116500002947593451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/12/mind-reader.html' title='Mind Reader'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116494754336376739</id><published>2006-12-01T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T12:32:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like Ryan. &gt;:|</title><content type='html'>Rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't like the way he COMMANDS people to do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, your $5 per hour doesn't make me your slave. Be polite you monkey face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116494754336376739?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116494754336376739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116494754336376739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116494754336376739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116494754336376739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-like-ryan.html' title='I don&apos;t like Ryan. &gt;:|'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116482463687483985</id><published>2006-11-30T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T12:28:43.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories of EB</title><content type='html'>I'll start flashbacking events a few days ago. EB had a Channel U filmming session and Kim Ng and Desmond Chow (i think thats his name) were the stars at our cafe. They came really early in the morning and spent 2hours plus just to shoot what seems to be a 5 - 10 mins segment. Honestly, Kim's laughter is thunderous man. And Desmond was .. er .. *no comments* Managed to steal a snap while they were filming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/864370/DSC00954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/790587/DSC00955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Duno why I look so surprized .. -.- should have poke desmond's nose or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other than this little thingy, wah .. many happenings at EB now .. I'm someone's 'EB darling' now .. but then the moment change to this status .. She's like so tyranny .. 'darling' is not a step up in status man .. Haha .. but don't get me wrong .. Its fun and funny .. my poor 'darling' got stomach pains at work today .. but go home den ok liao .. I suspect she just dun wana see me la .. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wah very tired .. Time to sleep .. I'll say more next time ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116482463687483985?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116482463687483985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116482463687483985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116482463687483985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116482463687483985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/stories-of-eb.html' title='Stories of EB'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116459715771248695</id><published>2006-11-27T10:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:12:37.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameras nearly killed the penguin</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was yet another sauna day. The mascot show was cool .. but not the suits. They were FREAKING HOT!! The constant dripping of sweat from the top of my head to the tip of my toes were definately not anywhere near 'cool'. And despite that fact, some parents still really take their own sweet time pressing the snap button on their cameras. Poor me had to be in my posing position trembling from the weight and the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By all in all it was an interesting experience. I've done this before, but this time its a more regconised event and I'm a more popular figure. ANYWAY.. here are some snapshots ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/76689/DSC00949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Feets !! Before the walk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/966539/DSC00950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Soggy Feets .. After the walk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/981560/DSC00951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I RAUVE YOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/322609/DSC00952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't hate us HSBC. Penguines will eat any Old Chang Kee that is lying around unguarded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116459715771248695?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116459715771248695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116459715771248695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116459715771248695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116459715771248695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/cameras-nearly-killed-penguin_27.html' title='Cameras nearly killed the penguin'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116435314985911554</id><published>2006-11-24T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T16:34:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sashimi Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally! My sashimi cravings have been satisfied. The place of satisfaction, Ikoi Japanese Resturant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/882526/DSC00933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/529993/DSC00929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me and this sashimi craving woman went in with the plan to sweep the counter clean. But the sashimi chef at the buffet is not a force to be reckoned with. Armed with his fillets and mad slicing skills, he packed out stomaches full till we nearly had space for our lungs to inhale. (okay it wasn't that bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sashimi was fresh and there were a whole lot of other kinds of ryouri(delicious dishes) on th menu. Too much food, not enough space T_T. But anyway, here are some of the food that we stuffed our faces with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Warning: The following contents contain pictures of savoury images and tissues, napkins or towels are advised. We are not responsible for cleaning up your drool.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/841122/DSC00934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First up, salad with black sesame paste and Salmon with some kind of special sauce. "No eat with wasabi" says the chef. (`-P*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/969950/DSC00935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is our first attempt and snapping a photo of our Master Slicer. His head got sliced off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/955976/DSC00937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See this woman. Gleeming with joy already (-~-)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/572560/DSC00947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Salmon, Yellowtail and Octopus sashimi. ALL THICK THICK PIECE LOR! *(O_O；)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/202154/DSC00938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our second attempt and still no good. What is he making?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/38696/DSC00939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(;/'o')/ Wah.. So many at a time. Pro!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/973010/DSC00941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what he was making, our Salmon Skin Temaki.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/365837/DSC00942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fish fish fish and more fish ! Broiled Mackerel, Salmon, Capelin! -(&gt;&lt;; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/424471/DSC00946.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Broiled Pike Fish! Feeling hungry yet?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/850196/DSC00936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beginning to suspect he is a relative of Chow Yun Fatt in God of Gambler. Only can take photo of his back. (~-~;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/784242/DSC00943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fried Breaded Prawn. Not fantastic ('_' )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/570536/DSC00944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fried Breaded Salmon. Worst. No taste (._')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/264377/DSC00945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't like how BK use pictures to bluff about the size of servings, so here's a gauge. Its small. Thank god.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4073/160/320/306771/DSC00940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, through much efforts, our master has decided to "chu mian". Noo .. not "thick noodles"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; -_-; .. "Show face" la ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But of cos thats not all we ate. There's more on her phone cos I was busy eating away and I let her manage the snapping. Overall, it was good. About 6 choices of sashimi on the buffet menu only, but the quality and quantity of it compensated for the lack of variety.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Want to go? Msg me la! And I'll consider telling you if you're bringing me there to feast again.. OhOhOh (^U^)/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116435314985911554?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116435314985911554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116435314985911554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116435314985911554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116435314985911554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/sashimi-galore.html' title='Sashimi Galore'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116417155113731523</id><published>2006-11-22T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T12:59:48.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Positivity</title><content type='html'>Lately there's been alot of mixed emotions in the hearts of everyone. Friends, family and even myself. I wonder what era is this whole scenario spelling. I'd say my problems are more or less settled, (thanks to Ms "Anonymous" and her words of encouragement =P). Slowly but surely things are looking up. My aussie uni administrations are complete, only left with booking the flight to get my arse over there. Tentative dates would be either 9, 10 or 11 of Feb. Should hear from them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends wise, well.. I guess that's more or less the part which is getting better. I realised that I wasn't the only one who was suffering at that time. I guess we all do get swallowed into our own self sometimes that we forget that others too might be sinking in the same quicksand you are standing in. Lesson learnt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. to all those who are feeling down or troubled about problems and can't see it being solved any time soon, here is Jireh's 2 cents worth on positivity. Of cos this is purely based on my own experiences and logic. Feel free to disagree and tell me your reasons here or on msn (if its private).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all do get boggled down with things that don't go well for us and the worst thing is, unhappy thoughts will tend to accumulate in our minds. Its strange but thats how our mind works somehow. We can have 10 times of happy fun but all it takes is one bad scenario and we get weighed down by it. We emphasize on that bad event because we subconciously feel that it is going to take away all the future happy fun that we may have. &lt;strong&gt;FEAR&lt;/strong&gt;. And because of this fear, we &lt;strong&gt;DWELL&lt;/strong&gt; upon this existing problem and you know what they say, unsolved problem invites more problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this doesn't mean you should chuck it away under your pillow and wish for it to go away. The fact is, no matter where you hide your smelly old sock, it will always remain as a smelly old sock until you take it out and wash it. One day when the problem resurface, its gonna do even more damage then it did before. Take some time off and try and work things out in your head (if you have the time to frown and sulk, you sure can use that time to do this). Focus on one problem at a time. &lt;strong&gt;Write it down&lt;/strong&gt;. We tend to mix too much unnecessary junk into a very simple and clear problem. What we should try and do is convince ourselves that this problem can be settled and that you can accept what has happened and move on. &lt;strong&gt;We all know the answers to our own problems&lt;/strong&gt;. Because no one else can understand the situation clearer than yourself. You are in your own shoes. No other person could be more clear about how to handle it other than yourself. But we are human, we still need some form of assurance that we are right from time to time. So don't hasitate to call your buddy and talk it out (unless you can stand talking to yourself in the mirror).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it helps cos I've been through it before and this is my formula for fixing things. This will be useful to remind me in future too. *lol*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116417155113731523?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116417155113731523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116417155113731523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116417155113731523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116417155113731523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/positivity.html' title='Positivity'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116395637316998719</id><published>2006-11-20T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:12:53.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that the sun ? &gt;_- Oh, its sunday</title><content type='html'>Today was quite a day. Woke up to my mobile's muscial alarm which can be quite annoying(but thats the point isn't it?) Dragged my lazy arse off the bed and headed down to Watten Estate for the Tenrikyo's monthly service. For some reason I feel really comfortable being there. Although I'm not part of the religon, the feeling there is just so warm and welcoming. Not to mention there is free jap food after the service. *lol* Apparently there are more and more people popping up around me who are in the midst of learning jap and I suddenly feel a tad bit more senior in terms of experiences. Its all thanks to my buddy Daniel and all his cool lobangs. But there's so much more to do in order to be 'of the standard' so... gotta work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service ... flew down to Vivocity to try out the mascot suit. Haha I swear the penguines are not as cute on the inside as they are on the outside. Its like a bloody suana in there and next wkend its gonna be my turn to lose some weight in that thing. This coming saturday, I'm gonna be this cute fluffy thing at Vivocity GV .. If u like me .. please throw ice .. literally .. it'll help ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EB was quiet today. Found out that Ethan is learning jap too. (thats why I said everyone is learning jap) Zhen ni oso know jap .. Eddy wants to learn jap .. ah hong oso .. Jap craze fooo! A friend ate at EB by chance and saw me working there. Other then that, nothing much ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and some rabbit did not listen to me lah .. I said its okay but i think she still went ahead and told her anyway .. must be .. Anyway if u did .. thanks .. if not .. then never mind .. ignore this section please. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There seems to be some activity brewing in Sunny Sat's webbie. Its the 20th of Nov and I'm suppose to close the place down ask I've mentioned before. But somehow, its nice to see that people still want Sunny Sat to live. It sparks abit of my motivation but I'm not sure if this is short lived. I've seen how I'm left being the only one trying to keep a place or a trend going. Sometimes it reaches an over trying phase that makes it seem to desperate and it tarnishes the overall meaning of Sunny Sat. I'm ready to either close the site down at anytime or pass the torch to the next person who thinks he/she can do it better. I do miss those sunny sat days too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haizz.. not enough fuel .. am I losing it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116395637316998719?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116395637316998719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116395637316998719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116395637316998719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116395637316998719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/is-that-sun-oh-its-sunday.html' title='Is that the sun ? &gt;_- Oh, its sunday'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116379035984206547</id><published>2006-11-18T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T03:06:01.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush me please ..</title><content type='html'>Argh! I hate this feeling. Standing there .. Just being there .. In that deafening slience .. It's dragging my whole morale down. I used to think she was really bubbly and friendly, which I still do, but heck, we do choose our own company. I only wana be a friend .. this jealously rumour is really childish and I hate it. But I guess I am jealous, over not being able to fit in as well.. Maybe I'm trying too hard. I duno .. Haiz.. sux ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told Evan about Aussie plans. He sounded alright with it apparently. Guess he knew he couldn't keep anyone forever. I kinda told him that I'll work till the end of Jan just to help out, but I guess from the way things are going, I'll probably just settle it at the end of Dec. It doesn't make much of a difference anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only perk about today was probably having Nat and her two friends pop by for dinner. Lovely company and nice fun people. Thou it wasn't much, but I enjoyed sitting around with them. Managed to kapo icecream and other stuff for them cos I know they came for my sake partially. Manage to make my best Dance of Tea for "Ms Judy" and she seemed to like it. Thou she was coughing really hard while she was trying to say that but heck I'll take it as a compliment. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like its gonna be another quiet day tomorrow. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116379035984206547?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116379035984206547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116379035984206547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116379035984206547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116379035984206547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/crush-me-please.html' title='Crush me please ..'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116343107112952704</id><published>2006-11-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:17:51.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara Watashi no Tomodachi</title><content type='html'>It was sad to part and honestly, it was hard to keep it in. They were doing their best to keep it in too. Thou I did catch one or two glimpse of them blinking real hard with their red eyes to push it back. All good things must come to an end and I guess its no different this time round. But once again, I've met yet another bunch of good friends. The thing that really hit me was when Shaggy said this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jireh, even if we don't see each other next year. Until we are old, like maybe 60 years old, we will still be friends. And you can come to Japan to find me any time. I waiting for you. We all waiting for you in Japan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment I felt like I was hearing this from some anime series. Almost a dream come true. Its so darn heart warming and it got me grinning and frowning at the same time. I made a promise. I will go to Japan to look for them next year. Be it rain or shine, whatever the season. I just wana see them once again. My new best friends :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116343107112952704?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116343107112952704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116343107112952704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116343107112952704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116343107112952704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/sayonara-watashi-no-tomodachi.html' title='Sayonara Watashi no Tomodachi'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116339463587301221</id><published>2006-11-13T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T12:17:31.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of a million words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-0d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-0d.slide.com&amp;channel=288230376152214029&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116339463587301221?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116339463587301221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116339463587301221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116339463587301221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116339463587301221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/pictures-of-million-words.html' title='Pictures of a million words'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116318870323578013</id><published>2006-11-11T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:58:23.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Time</title><content type='html'>Ever had the feeling that you wished for a day to come so bad cos you know you'll have a hell of a good time, just to realise that you don't really want it to come that soon cos you know it'll end in a wink. Ironic but true. We sometimes experience this when we know its probably going to happen just this once. I'm kinda feeling that right now. This sunday is the Appreciation Night for my Jappie buddies and on monday its off to their next location. Shaggy mentioned that I'm treating them so well that he might actually feel like crying on that night. Haha .. coming from a tough regge looking guy makes it almost funny. But I was glad to hear that. In some ways, I've managed to make an impact and the important thing is I've got myself some new Jap buddies. The dude even offered to bunk us at his place if we were to pop down in Japan. Alrite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made them a little farewell gift that would probably be the best thing I've done for a parting friend .. I made each of them this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/400/DSC00005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/400/DSC00003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personalized design cards that I manage to create out of the pictures that we took that night. If you add some work to it you can double it up as postcards, but I guess they might be keeping it as it is. Of cos these are just 2 of the 8 that I made. Haizz.. I hope they'll like it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet another thing that time is weighing on me. My work at EB is starting to get better, in the sense that I'm being given more chances to perform. Just today, Evan mentioned that he wants to try and push me higher then what I'm currently doing cos he sees my potential. It warms my heart to hear such encouraging words but it crushes me deep inside cos I know I'll be disappointing him sooner or later. I hate to disappoint people who put their trust in me. But how am I gonna put it across? The will come when I have to tell them about my plans next year and all these opportunies that he is planning for me is gonna go to waste. Haizz.. Better tell him sooner then later I guess. Thou I'm just afraid that they might freeze up all my training after that. Oh well. Heck la! I did gain some great friends from this little experience too. Whatever will be will be bah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116318870323578013?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116318870323578013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116318870323578013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116318870323578013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116318870323578013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/counting-time.html' title='Counting Time'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116297470854048976</id><published>2006-11-08T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:31:49.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japs</title><content type='html'>Yet another day out with my fellow japanese buddies. It was like the ultimate fun in every aspect. Not that I don't have fun with my sunny sat buddies, but this is like amusement kind of fun. I just love the way they express themselves and the natural reactions to anything they find amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stopfor dinner, Carls Jr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/400/DSCF5471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a last minute 'idea pop' in my mind and I thought why not since they've already eaten enough oily singapore food. Something like the macdonalds that they have back home but in MASSIVE proportions. Carls Jr sure didn't fail to make it messy for all of us. Everyone was drooling at the size of the burgers and the meals. And their reaction to the free flow drinks .. "SHINJI RANAI!" (which means unbelievable) After the thirsty and hungry jappies chow down on their meals, I decided to whip out my deck of poker cards and do my usual magical entertainment for some of them. The reactions were priceless as expected. haha. Best audience ever I tell you. They won't try to ruin your performance halfway through the trick plus they are patient when you need to setup your cards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the whole jean gang of us at Suntec City's fountain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/400/DSCF5474.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So much talk about them but no introduction? Not anymore. Here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Jappies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They're leaving next week thou. *Sigh* I'm gonna miss this fun-loving bunch. Time to plan that trip to Japan for next year. Save Save SAVE !!! Nihon FOOO!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116297470854048976?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116297470854048976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116297470854048976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116297470854048976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116297470854048976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/japs.html' title='Japs'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116258331312639258</id><published>2006-11-04T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:48:33.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull</title><content type='html'>For some reason it has been a dull day today. I swear I've never nua and doze off in the afternoon so much as I did today. I knew I had things I need to plan, but yet, I couldn't feel the drive. I was done with planning for the outing with my new jap friends (maybe cos I know they would appreciate it plus I'm just as excited about it). But there were other plannings that I needed to do however, the motivation isn't there. My poly friends are all busy with their exams, my buddies are too busy with their girlfriends, I've got work, Sunny Sat is fading cos everyone is caught up with their own lives. Things have changed and so do the people and priority. Even at work everyone is looking drained and that dampens the mood alot especially for me who feeds on happy mojo. I felt like a machine just doing my job today because of all the black faces. But I understand that they are tired so I toned down towards the end and just help out as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I becoming more and more reliant on others for my own drive in life? Will I too crumble at a time when I am no longer needed by someone? I've told a friend of mine not to worry about relying on another but I guess both of us are not too different after all. Would the new chapter in my life that I'm about to write be changed for the better? Or would I end up with the same shit again since I'm writing it with the same ink? I can't be sure. Haizz.. Why do I need so much of it just to function properly? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116258331312639258?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116258331312639258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116258331312639258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116258331312639258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116258331312639258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/11/dull.html' title='Dull'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116176818663961590</id><published>2006-10-25T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:23:09.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rift of change</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I feel like changing my layout again. Just want to tryout the different moods I can play with. I'll see what comes up next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm sitting here in EB, "working". I have my laptop, a cup of Camomile Tea, a cushion seat and wireless connection. This rain is keep customers away for abit and I'm enjoying every moment of it now. Its a rare chance that we get to actually enjoy this 'cosiness' that we provide to the customers. Now sitting in their point of view, it really isn't too bad. If only I were served rather than having to serve myself. But hey, everything comes with a price I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 weeks and still no reply for RMIT. The damn website just keeps telling me that I'm still under SO (Selection Officer) status. I'm starting to feel abit more anxious by the day. If I don't get this, plan B will be an even more shaky road of risks. Please just let me get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YC and Lav came by last night. So nice of them to drop by. I like the feeling of friends popping by once in awhile. If I remember correctly, I first had Meihua and Weiting come by to pass me some stuff, then I had Jeremy (Mr Tall from SP) drop by with her gf by chance. If only I could have more time to company them when they come over cos I'm usually busy when they do. yc and lav, yesterday didn't count, that was not me being busy.  =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116176818663961590?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116176818663961590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116176818663961590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116176818663961590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116176818663961590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/10/rift-of-change.html' title='Rift of change'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116149364163254368</id><published>2006-10-22T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T13:07:21.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limitless energy needed</title><content type='html'>EB is seriously stretching me to the max. The schedule for next week is out and I'm practically doing all the closing hours. Inclusive of Monday being a public holiday eve, thats 3 days of 2 am closing. My only off next week is on Sunday and I've got an event then, talk about exhausting. But so far its been alright I guess. New addition to our service crew are appearing which sort of lightens the load alittle and motivates the rest of the guys. (The new crew are all girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday we had that Channel News Asia guy, Timonthy something, at the cafe. The dude apparently wears makeup off the set too as what my friend told me. Maybe its just his sharp features *shrugz*. Anyway, it was quite insane yesterday. Everyone was asking me if I knew where the Settler's cafe is in Holland V. One group was even trying to be funny by interogating me about it when I said I'm not too sure where it was. I was too busy to really entertain them and honestly, they weren't half as funny as they thought they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. Its finally pouring cats and dogs !! 12:55pm and the skies have decided to wash away this god forsaken haze. Hopefully I'll get to breathe alittle better after this. What a nice day to stay indoors. ~_~ But also, its been awhile since I've spent some quality time with the whole Sunny Sat gang. Everyone is slowly getting into their own business and this haze isn't helping with the decision of where we can go to have fun. Oh well, one day will come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116149364163254368?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116149364163254368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116149364163254368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116149364163254368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116149364163254368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/10/limitless-energy-needed.html' title='Limitless energy needed'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116110785921251271</id><published>2006-10-18T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T02:02:22.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at EB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/EBday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/EBday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first and last suit I'll ever wear at this cafe.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sofa "QC" check. (QC = quick catnap) Too early to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nothing but the haze.&lt;br /&gt;4. See, told you there was no one. Haze sucks.&lt;br /&gt;5. The new ground floor platform.&lt;br /&gt;6. Halyway through the day and they're almost done. Technology, don'cha just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a 12 hours straight shift today cos one of the guy called in sick today. I didn't mind the extra 4 hours I had to put in. Maybe cos I'm still fresh to this whole waitering thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone at work today seriously had some weird obession with getting me to guess people's ages. It was awkward trying to figure out what is a better number to "randomly" pick so as not to insult the person too much. But... I screwed up anyways. I'm just surprized now that most of the older looking people are in fact .. quite young. Thou I still don't know all their ages, I've managed to attain a rough gauge of who falls before and after me in the timeline. No more age guessing people ... let's make nice normal conversations that doesn't involve me being put on the spot orite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I found a new water sport while working in EB. Drinking water. For some unknown reason, waiting for customers makes you bored and the only form of entertainment is... drinking water ~_~ I swear I've never drank so much water on my own accord before. Maybe cos the toilet is less than a stone throw away and the water is ever so bottomless. Its good for flushing my system, especially in this haze, but too much and I'll probably swell up like a potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an alright day I guess. Had some nice and pretty customers come by for lunch and tea. But once again, they were all immensed in their own private conversations. Also had a dude who asked me if I was the manager of EB cos I had the 'air' of one as I was serving them. Young poly dude interested in working for the cafe, probably sees what I saw in working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! I'm dosing off. Time to knock off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116110785921251271?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116110785921251271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116110785921251271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116110785921251271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116110785921251271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-at-eb.html' title='A day at EB'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116102139022448819</id><published>2006-10-17T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T01:56:30.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Essential Brew Revamp</title><content type='html'>Just got back home from work. Apparently they are gonna revamp the first level of EB and so we were made to stay back to do "spring cleaning". Loads of stuff to carry and clear. Sure brings back memories of working at IG's Heaven in citi link. From what I hear, they are planning to bring the "cosy, sit on the floor" idea down to the 1st level as well. Almost everyone wants to sit on the floor, so lets make more room floor-loving asses. I keep forgetting to take pictures of things I wana blog about. Actually, since these days I'm moving up on my activity list, I should have more to blog about right? But still the mind is too lazy to think. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made more new friends from EB and everyone seems to be a fun-loving bunch. The youngest in our crew, Maelom, celebrates he's 18th birthday today and the poor dude had to work till 12mn cleanning up his bar. There's also Anuar, Eddie, Agnus, Big Boss Evan and gf Crane(I think its spelt this way), another boss Ryan and gf (name which I kinda forgot, but she's very friendly). And also from last week, Alex, Jingyi, Francis, Khalid and this girl called Khenni(I think). So far its been alrite working here. I get my fair share of work and interaction so I'm good. Plus I'm being trained for F&amp;B so its would be another nice thing to add in my future part time resume. I haven't really got the chance to make friends with the customers. Its either I busy or they are too into their own conversations. Oh well, I'll get a chance one day as I get more experienced at this job. Just like how I did in IG's Heaven too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just received an email from RMIT saying that they're in the process of vetting my application. So I'm guessing the answers will come in soon. At least I hope soon. The good thing is that they have this online application statues update page which allows me to check straight when I get accepted or not.  Which is a good thing cause I don't have to wait till the hard copy comes in. Its good and bad. Good that I can just check it anytime I want and bad .. well, I can't hide behind someone while they help me open the letter. So be it I get accepted or not, I'll end up getting it right in my face with the click of a button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its almost 2am now and I have work at 10 tomorrow. Time to hit the sacks. Zzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116102139022448819?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116102139022448819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116102139022448819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116102139022448819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116102139022448819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/10/essential-brew-revamp.html' title='Essential Brew Revamp'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116071517482412636</id><published>2006-10-13T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T12:52:55.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Search, Job Found.</title><content type='html'>Finally! I got myself a part time job at Essential Brew. It don't pay much but its better then spending money doing nothing. Its quite ironic thou. I used to sit in that cafe and wonder how nice would it be to work here and now I'm actually working there. Its going to be alot of night shifts for me cause I think they need more staffs for the night, which is fine by me since I don't really sleep that early either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's the first day of my work and heard that the big boss is gonna be around. Hopefully I don't mess up too much. But I got a feeling it's gonna be fun. Maybe not as fun  as Ben and Jerry's but hey, that's life. We don't always get what we want, so improvise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I sank into deep thought about my family if I were to go overseas for my studies. *sigh* I know that going overseas is the best chance for me to develop and learn new things but its tough being the only child. My grandma has been taking care of me since birth and has always stayed with me too. Mum and Dad are both working so the house would be empty if I weren't around. If there were someone else in my family who would be around for her to take care, I don't think it would be that hard for me to decide. Not that I want to be pampered, but its the only way that she can feel useful, which apparently is her fear. She is afraid of the day when she is not able to do things for others apart from herself. *sigh* I understand how she would feel and that's probably why I'm affected by it. 3 years is a long time and I wonder what sort of arrangements would take place after I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the only child ain't all a bed of roses. That typical "only child(s) are over sheltered and pampered and lucky" shit is a retarded load of bullcrap. Lucky my ass. Everything associated with luck comes in pural forms. Double Happiness, 3 x Lucky 7 (Jackpot), 4 Leaf Clover, etc .. Luck is not about material possessions. To me, luck is about having an abundance of people who care for me around. I guess that's one of the excuses why I try to reach out to many of my friends now. Honestly speaking, I hate being alone ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116071517482412636?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116071517482412636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116071517482412636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116071517482412636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116071517482412636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/10/job-search-job-found.html' title='Job Search, Job Found.'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116041006721421614</id><published>2006-10-09T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:07:47.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm so tired now. Just finished making alittle something for my desk. Didn't turn out as nice as I wanted it to be, but I guess it'll have to do cause I'm not making another one. So here it is.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/400/DSC00862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And just to prove that I made it and not just buy it off the shelves, I've included my sketched plan for the dice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/400/DSC00863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I don't anyway would need to know how to do it from scratch cause I'm the only boh liao one here. But then again, I've always been doing such things since I was young. Heh, come to think of it, the reasons for wasting my time on such things was to not do my homework. Seems like somethings DO rub off from past habits. I remember clearing making a plastic firebomb from the Chinese New Year fire sparkles. All those afternoons scrapping them into a box in my drawer and swifty concealing it on the sound of a footstep at my door. Haha .. how cute was that. But the firebomb was quite impressive if I remembered correctly. Apparently it blasted fire like a flamethrower from the sands of the traditional playgrounds that we had in the past [unlike the boring rubber kinds that we have now *yawnz* sorry kiddies but you missed out =P].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Urgh! My back is aching today. Its been such a long time since I played soccer and boy is it harder to keep up now. What initially was a simple kiddy soccer with my neighbours' kids turned into a serious street soccer match when some malay dudes decided to join in. Being the oldest there [and I do shiver as I mention it], I had the hardest task of playing a one man soccer team against 3 regular street soccer players. Not that I'm good or anything, but I'm the only chance the kiddies have against them [or so they think so, made it as if I'm their savior for just being there]. *Sigh* back to the gym maybe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116041006721421614?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116041006721421614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116041006721421614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116041006721421614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116041006721421614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/10/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday ..'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116031210382895228</id><published>2006-10-08T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T21:29:51.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Sonata~</title><content type='html'>Well, December is coming so I thought why not. Thou I don't know if I'll change the layout upon every season. [sounds troublesome] Anyway, I've decided to do loads of stuff. Since the last time I wrote in this damn place, so much has come and gone. My decision to go over to Melborne for my Design course is more or less fixed. Now its just the awaiting of that all important response letter. For some reason, I'm more determined than before to get this done and over with. But I must say, the uncertainty of what comes after is still there. But heck. I'm just gonna have to find out as I go along. Its better then hoping for something to happen for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've been staying home alot. [due to 1. no money 2. bloody haze 3. ORD loh] Its super unhealthy sitting on my armchair all the time, but at least this time I CAN BLAME THE HAZE! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it's been alittle tough pushing myself to head out to exercise these days. All my pals live so far away its just demoralizing talking about the distance. I know its mostly my own procrastination cause its still my own lazy fat ass that needs pushing. Maybe I should head down to the gym tomorrow or something? Hmm .. I guess I'll choose 'something' instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just yesterday I was watching Natasha's performance for the president star charity. Boy was it good. I mean honestly I did not have much expectations of a polytechnic level's play [no offense], but it was a rather pleasant surprize for me to enjoy the whole thing. Especially when I'm not the 'Play-liking' kind of person. Just watching everyone sing made me feel like singing too. Or rather 'try' to polish up my singing. I made an observation too. I realized that the younger siblings [if the family has more than one child] would try to excel or do as well as what the older one has achieved. And because of that chase, the elder sibling would strive to be better. It made me wonder, 'would I actually be good at something well enough for my siblings [if I were to have any] to follow my footsteps?' I'm still stuck at being the Jack of all trades and Master of none thingy. Everytime I try to focus on something, there would be another to knock me off track and off focus. Looks like I need to put in more effort to actually be good at something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind thou, I want to learn how to actually sing properly as well as maybe pick up the piano. Actually singing has always been one of my interest but I've never really invested time into improving it. But still I'm not into the idol thing so it's just my hobby. As for the piano, I just had a really nice vision which I hope I can achieve. [as I've shared with some of my friends]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how would it be like to actually be good at something. Damn I've got to stop wondering and start doing. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116031210382895228?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116031210382895228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116031210382895228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116031210382895228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116031210382895228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/10/winter-sonata.html' title='Winter Sonata~'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-116006649609729537</id><published>2006-10-06T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T00:41:36.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH ..</title><content type='html'>ok ok .. sorry all .. my portfolio is done .. will change a layout and continue blogging here .. now best .. jobless .. damn shit .. I NEED A JOB !!! ~$~ T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-116006649609729537?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/116006649609729537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=116006649609729537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116006649609729537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/116006649609729537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh.html' title='ARGH ..'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-115561553812500360</id><published>2006-08-15T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T12:18:58.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Layout!</title><content type='html'>Now that our &lt;a href="http://sunnysat.blogspot.com"&gt;Sunny Saturday's &lt;/a&gt;layout is completed .. time to work on my own layout .. hmm .. i wonder how would i do it for myself ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-115561553812500360?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/115561553812500360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=115561553812500360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115561553812500360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115561553812500360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/08/next-layout.html' title='Next Layout!'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-115063427085247614</id><published>2006-06-18T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:37:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!*YASS*!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Yet-Another-Sunny-Saturday*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha .. Okay. I'm bored I admit. Lameness always seems to find me when I'm on idle mode. Anyway, I nearly forgot to show another discovery I made in the office. The things I've manage to come across in the office never fails to amuse me. I was looking for a normal black marker so that I could label some files that I was preparing. So I went over to asked the store IC if he could spare me a new marker from the cupboard and this was it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See anything interesting? No? .. Maybe this will shed some light to what I'm pointing at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED APPLE Brand markers ripped off from the original ZEBRA Brand markers. I mean, wah! It almost went un-noticed right under my nose if I had not felt that the marker was far lighter than what it should be. Immitation goods are getting bolder to actually match that closely to the original product's packaging. And why RED APPLE? @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to Satuday and yet another discovery! Singapore don't only look for bangladeshie hard labour workers. Now, they've decided to give the Ang Mohs an equal chance of experiencing construction work. Although I felt this was pushing it alittle too far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/DSC00369.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute lad here was busy filling up the beach with sand when I spotted him and decided to steal a shot. We all now know what he will be aspiring to do in future. Haha. This really sets the example for 'Learn young, Start young'. He decided to express his comments through saliva bubble blowing when I asked him if I could take a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/DSC00370.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3328/1898/1600/P1000828.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3328/1898/320/P1000828.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not have Max with us this time round but Jian wen decided to make his presence as he misses us all so much. *shivers* But its great to have him back on the beach after so long. WE WANT THOSE WILD WILD WET TIX !!! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've designed yet another frame for a picture that we took. This time round we have a special guest! Ms Kodak girl who pushes us all the time to buy pictures from her shop. Angelina can very well be our brand new member for Sunny Saturday based in Sentosa itself! Plus she's a photographer which would mean more snaps for our blog! (erms thats only if she uses our camera instead -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Palawan170606.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Palawan170606.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;[o ]&lt;/span&gt;-^)/Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-115063427085247614?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/115063427085247614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=115063427085247614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115063427085247614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115063427085247614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/06/yass.html' title='!*YASS*!'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-115050948670508092</id><published>2006-06-17T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T09:58:06.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cramp &lt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>I don't know why. After coming back from skating out for supper last nite, I was washing up and while i was brushing my teeth I felt that my tongue nearly got cramped. Shit. Ultimate retardedness. I was left stunned for awhile infront of my mirror. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to my life. This week is finally gone! My very last assignment alone. Come next week I'll have my understudy and I can let the feeling of ORD build. Till this day I've not really feel all that excited knowing i'm the next to ORD in the office. I guess its cos I'm getting comfortable with the routine. Its gonna be another big switch after I leave the service. Oh well no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately have not been blogging as often because I've been working on the new Sunny Saturday layout and I think it will work out quite well. I'll put up a sneak peek when I get the chance. For now. Its SENTOSA TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain clouds please go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-/Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-115050948670508092?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/115050948670508092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=115050948670508092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115050948670508092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115050948670508092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/06/cramp.html' title='Cramp &lt;_&lt;'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-115004162006353930</id><published>2006-06-11T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T00:00:20.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym</title><content type='html'>Its been such a long time since I last went to a gym to actually workout. But it did felt good today. It was a rainy day so it wasn't so bad as gym is an indoor thing. But the mad part was taking the train all the way to paris ris just to gym in Max's club. But I thought 'what the heck' since he did mentioned it quite a number of times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But check this out first! I spotted this uncle in the train when I boarded at Lakeside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's some kind of ninja turtle in his past life or something. Duno why he has 2 real turtle shell tied to his elbow. He was also wearing these weird wooden bangles and jade turtle rings on his hands. Its over doing it la. I mean if you want longivity also no need likdat right? Go wear a turtle shell on your back like the dragon ball's 'Gui Xian Ren' la. Will look more cool. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographic evidence of gyming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifting 200lbs weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifting 300lbs weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stand up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried the advance 'Air Situps'. See .. not touching the bench&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max did it better thou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was the real relaxtion time. This is the life man. Like Yi chuan said, Gym, Steam Room, then a hearty meal to sum it up. Best combination to close the week. Now to get that layout on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-/Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-115004162006353930?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/115004162006353930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=115004162006353930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115004162006353930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115004162006353930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/06/gym.html' title='Gym'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-115003845804135319</id><published>2006-06-10T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T23:07:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Wet Mad Saturday</title><content type='html'>Mad Saturday. Bloody weather played us for fools. The morning looked fine when I was on my way to Brian's place to drive him down to the airport. The kind soul entrusted his precious ride in my hands while he is away. Its still in one piece so I guess its been quite alrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropping him and his family off at Changi, I made my way down to sentosa to meet up with the gang for our usual Sunny Saturday. When I finally manage to get the car parked and made my way down to the beach, the freaking clouds came in and started to drizzle. -_-" Thanks ar. 'Not' waste time and 'Not waste money, really. We decided to take shelter at the front of the Beach shop where I saw this lucky fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mini version of a St. Bernard was actually not at all small. He's name is Sam and he is huge for a 1 and 1/2 years dog. Really friendly and always craving attention. His coat was surprizingly smooth, must have been alot of work of the owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the rained stopped thereafter and we headed out for our usual ball throw practice. It was still cloudy and dripping but we did want to care much. Then when we decided to take shots of our stun jumps by the shore, the clouds came in again and it started to pour again. We got fed-up and went to bathe before the showers get filled up. After we were done, guess what .. yes .. freaking sky turned blue and the sun came up later ....... t('-'t)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into the car, left the beach for chinatown. It felt good that for once we did not have to wait for the bus to take its own sweet time to pick us up. Car is king. But abit ex to own one in SG, for now that is. After lunch at chinatown, we went to breeko at holland V to chillout. Wah damn shiok. Read magazines, slept, stoned, discussed about the sunny sat layout and took stupid pictures again. Over all, it was a great day except for the rain in Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00343.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whats left of the sentosa crazy big kids&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00345.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Too much male bonding..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00346.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The reason why we need more females in our group&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00348.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I have no idea why&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00349.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Da Vinci's "Mary Maxdalene"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t('-'t)/Peace &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-115003845804135319?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/115003845804135319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=115003845804135319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115003845804135319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/115003845804135319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/06/wild-wet-mad-saturday.html' title='Wild Wet Mad Saturday'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114968590249511530</id><published>2006-06-07T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T21:11:42.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding comfort in ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that my K750i was a rather wise switch I made. The convenience I've always wanted. At least I got my music to get my day going. One of the few things my life can never do without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank god for all the friends who tries to put smiles on my face everyday. Without them I would have buried myself six feet under. Like Mr I-Love-My-Ass Max here, who keeps his friends as close as his hands to his arse. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Mad habit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00332.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read off some 'Bookworm Club' book back when I was in primary school that .. "When something is empty, you just fill it up to be full again". The same should apply to feelings and what better way to fill my empty self then through my stomach. Maj Lee made Nonya Ba Zhang for our branch today. Thanks mdm, it was quite timely as well. Good food to fill the soul, what more can one ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00328.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt better after playing soccer with Sam. He always lets me win and doesn't mind if I occasionally whack him with the ball. People may not know who Sam is or that he is called Sam, but from now on thats the way its gonna be. Please let Judy know. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00331.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were rats in our office today and the commotion sorta briefly took away the moodiness. Don't ask me why there were rats on the 9th floor of an air conditioned building, I'm just as puzzled. But I'm not surprized seeing all the stash of food the aunties keep at their tables. Here is one unlucky dude that got trapped in one of those rat traps. For some reason, when I was looking at it, I felt like I was inside looking out. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was young and those days when I was going through my pilot trainning, I loved to just sit and stare into the skies, cloud-gazing. A certain form of serenity would calm my nerves and freeze time for me. As usual, the skies greeted my gaze with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*don't feel too sad girl .. hope everything will go well for you. I'm still here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114968590249511530?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114968590249511530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114968590249511530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114968590249511530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114968590249511530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/06/finding-comfort-in.html' title='Finding comfort in ...'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114950939387458964</id><published>2006-06-05T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:20:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="322" width="376" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="9948"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="8520"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.carparknorth.dk/myspace/myspacevideo/human.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.carparknorth.dk/myspace/myspacevideo/human.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.carparknorth.dk/myspace/myspacevideo/human.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="376" height="322"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rocking song with a cool and new age MV. Its way cool the way they made this. The concept is so abstract yet it brings about a simple message, 'Yes, it's human'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know if I read the concept correctly, but I felt that the images in the video was emphasizing on what makes us human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some relations to which I manage to pick up from the different parts of the vid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;water, faces, strength, movement, work, the urge to fly, flesh, fist, body, neck, muscles, eyes, anger, affection, breathing, mouth, voice, sleep, tears, joints, family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watch it and tell me what do you see in this video. Thanks aidi ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;o-o/Peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114950939387458964?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114950939387458964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114950939387458964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114950939387458964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114950939387458964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/06/human.html' title='Human'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114942296386747410</id><published>2006-06-04T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T20:35:23.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Hot Day -_-;</title><content type='html'>MY God.... Sentosa was a freaking desert today! Cloudless skies and ZERO Wind! What's worst, there were so many tankers off the shores of Palawan beach that the water was quite disgusting. Super bad combitionation. But the sky looked beautiful nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00296.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the Australian skies. No cloud cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole afternoon left me, eugene and max sweating like pigs. I could have swore the temperature might have been something like 40 degrees of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00298.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beads of water on my back is sweat. My sweat. *lol* sibeh SAF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think i'm getting too dark liao *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, we made new friends at the beach again. A bunch of friends from the same church was playing frisbee and I was overly gian to join in. They had the proper kind of frisbee, not the $5.90 cheapo, lousy, fly away when wind blows kind of frisbee. New friends include Sheryl, Mayling, Samuel, Daniel and err.. the rest we did not really introduce ourselves. Well anyway, I'll only need to remember their names the next time I see them cos we did not exchange contacts anyway. More Beach Friends OKAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beach, we made our way to Hougang to celebrate Hongda's birthday. Look what I found on the buffet table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monster Strawberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reH eat Monster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah.. it was freaking big la. It was meant for the fondue but I was rushing off with Max to somewhere else, so I just ate it whole. Sorry Hongda for running off likdat. &gt;_&lt;&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised later when I was inside MoMo that I've been to a club with a simliar setting before. A club called S.O.S and it was located in the exact same place as where Momo Live was situated. Hahaa.. so nostalgic, the first CMI club I've enter in my life, S.O.S. Good thing Momo took over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a car display happening just at the round-a-bout infront of Momo and I saw my dream car :D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nissan 350Z Fairlady! *droolz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not 1 but 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were other evos as well but who care about evos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day. Just one fine day, I'll be seen riding around town with my fairlady and a fair lady beside me. Muahahaha! Just you wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_^/Peace &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114942296386747410?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114942296386747410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114942296386747410' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114942296386747410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114942296386747410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/06/hot-hot-day.html' title='Hot Hot Day -_-;'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114926156863978578</id><published>2006-06-02T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:19:28.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long day turned longer</title><content type='html'>Today was a relatively long day and will get longer if I drag my blogging tonight. There were no pictures today. Well at least from my camera that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some unit event around the city area today and its madness la. Where got people wake up at 7.30am just to eat breakfast buffet!! Zzz... It was even rainning when I woke up. The wind howling and the skying thundering was just the right combi to extend my slumber till the late afternoon. -sigh- Had to peel myself out of bed so early in the morning just to go down and stare at the staff frantically trying to bake enough bread to feed my people. Honestly at any point of today, I was ready to just sit down and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event, which ended at around 12+ to 1, the gang and myself headed down to the PC show in suntec. Just nice since we had our event at the fountain of wealth. Max bought his ipod nano and I got myself a 1 GB memory stick. Another $79- gone from my bank. Time to stock up by auctioning my other stuff. Haizz.. seems like i've got to auction more stuff to cope with my lifestyle. Its time to really earn some greens soon. SAF pay barely meets my basic needs (and wants). I want to look for her, but from the looks of it, she's trying to help me save money -_-' Oh well, life goes on I'm sure I'll get the chance one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've taken up another new commitment, Japanese (AGAIN!). wahaha.. It seems like I'm relearning some of the stuff I've learnt in my poly, but these classes are way more interesting and covers more nitty gritty details of the Japanese Language. And my sensei is how farnie la. Gosh, at 47 she is surprizely youthful and full of life. Takahashi sensei. -Thumbs up- My weeks are not fully packed yet, but I guess I would if I wanted to. Hmm.. Should I or should I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ponders-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'-'/Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114926156863978578?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114926156863978578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114926156863978578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114926156863978578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114926156863978578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-day-turned-longer.html' title='Long day turned longer'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114900049820902789</id><published>2006-05-30T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:48:18.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Life Should be</title><content type='html'>Monday 29 May 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one day of ultimate rest and relaxation thanks to the polling day off. Everyday should start and end this way (thou the ending wasn't fantastic, but I'll explain why later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out late (naturally) as I only woke up to the sun prying my eyelids open. Got out of bed and played FFXI after washing up. As my body was aching the day before, I had asked around for a place that provide affordable and relatively good massage. Huishi, Ms Land Head Snake, instantly came up with the Serenity Cove @ Holland V. Arranged for a session for 3, 1 for Yi Chuan, 1 for Mei Hua and 1 for me. Wah it was good man. Meihua is my Secondary School buddy if you're wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the dude who gave me the massage was quite pro I think. He manage to crack my whole back using the thai style massage (or so he says) and it was indeed refreshing. He had a weird name thou, Mass. I was thinking, why is everyone choosing these funny names as their english name? Mass, Wind, Rain .. wah we all turning into anime characters very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the massage, the two of them had cravings for the nearby Cystal Jade Xiao Long Bao and so we went to indulge in the explosive dumplings. Someone prepare pail please ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00276.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00277.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00282.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00275.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00283.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00281.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00284.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00280.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blur among the Bliss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after, yc and I took a stroll down to the bus stop to take 106 down to town to meet jwen. It was time for LAN! wah shiok la. After yc went to fix his back, we went to Selegi Centre and played games for around 2 hours. The cheaper alternative of pasttime. However, there were really loud and irritating young punks there that were screaming for no reason while playing dota. Trust me when i say screaming, I mean SCREAMing .. they scream like wuss la! Was on the verge of giving them a piece of my mind. Managed to calm myself down enough to leave the lan shop with zero confrontations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after it was off to the movies to watch MI 3 with the rest of the guys. I felt the movie was not as good as they say it is suppose to be. Too much action and not enough clever story plot. Halfway through the movie and I could roughly guess who was the backstabber. Not impressed at all with the show but thats how I ended my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, more polling days please ... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^/Peace &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114900049820902789?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114900049820902789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114900049820902789' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114900049820902789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114900049820902789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-life-should-be.html' title='How Life Should be'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114875249999761516</id><published>2006-05-27T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T02:11:18.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God its SATURDAY!</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Before I start about my beautiful saturday, just wana touch abit on what my Mdm said yesterday. I thought through all the possibilities of what she would scold me about and honestly, I was taken aback by some of her words. Not so much that it was bad. Like she said, it was for my own good, and it sure was. I first thought it would only be my lack of knowledge about my job scope, then I thought it was the case that we were handling at that time. I even thought that it was cos she saw me playing games and thought that I was too slack. Infact, it was all of that. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thou she did not mentioned about the games part)&lt;/span&gt; She had expectations of me. She said she knew I was capable of better things, that I could have more depth in my work and myself even so that people can truely understand what I do. Instantly I knew what she was talking about. She was repeating what my own self-assessment had told me, I was too much of a 'Presentation' person. She was surprized that I too knew this and mentioned that to improve, I needed a 'Chain of thoughts' to allow things to flow nicely. I agree. The reason to my hollowness was my lack of organized thoughts. I thanked her. I needed this to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all that heavy stuff out of the way, its was time to let my hair down (or what's left of it). SATURDAY! The sacred day of FUN! HOOOooo !... quite alot happened today. Check this OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/IMAGE10002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/IMAGE10002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! We made friends with these 2 girls through a photoshoot that the nearby kodak shop was offering. At first it was just us, then the photographer pulled them in as well and we all made friends and took the shot. Great stuff! Although somebody has the hots for the photographer herself. HaHa :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued on with our usual ruby, volleyball, fresbi and tanning activities after that. I managed to do the 360 back flip near the coast. Finally I could do the flip! Whooo hooo! But I did get a hamstring cramp after too many attempts at it. Max's friend was right, never declare the last attempt cos it would curse it and leave an injury. Even my toe decided to cramp up as well. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter we actually went over and arranged that we guys and the girls go over and check out the pictures we took. Quite farnie. But the bloody photos really damn expensive la. Kai's camera was way better. Our dynamic entry in his photo was way better. Today my face just keep getting covered by Yichuan. Haha damn suay .. See .. power jump from Kai's cam from previously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC_0199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost instantly we clicked with our new friends and for some reason, we almost seemed like we knew each other before we even met in sentosa. After heading down to Subway for dinner, we proceeded on as a group down to the city to look for things to buy. Not much pictures along the way but loads of conversation went on instead. Wasted that we did not get to take much photos while walking. So after we went seperate ways, Max decided to make up for it at Millenia Walk. We had normal and .. err .. queer photos... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Errr... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millenia's mystifying backdrop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00252.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went on to doing this even after the group beside our table started laughing at him.. Madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended well into the night and I pray for another day of adventures tomorrow. Da Vinci Code anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z_Z/Peace &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114875249999761516?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114875249999761516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114875249999761516' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114875249999761516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114875249999761516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/thank-god-its-saturday.html' title='Thank God its SATURDAY!'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114900831926874581</id><published>2006-05-25T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:58:39.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>Today hasn't been the best day of my life. A number of things happened and now here I am sighing the night away. A day of confrontation. A day of agitation. A day of emptiness.Today, my superior decided to confront me to release the numerous scoldings which she had safekeep till this day. Thou she did not have the time to properly send the message across, I know I will not hear the end of it tomorrow morning. Apparently I've not lived up to expectations and now its time to face the music. She says she WILL scold me tomorrow. How nice. So much for looking forward to the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got home, I was already agitated and I was hungry. Because of all that, I got into an argument with my grandma. After the whole thing, I had some time to myself in the showers and I really felt bad about it. Disrespectful. How low can I sink to man. Haiz.. I love my grandma and yet I still do such things. If only things could be easier for her to understand. If only I could see through her eyes more. If only ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._./Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114900831926874581?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114900831926874581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114900831926874581' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114900831926874581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114900831926874581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_25.html' title='......'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114848123978091715</id><published>2006-05-24T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:35:30.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If reH can cook .. God help us all</title><content type='html'>At least that was what went through the heads of those who witness my mad attempt at creating new taste in the office. YES ! Ladies and Gentlemen ! reH is bored once again in the office. And I believe it was fate that stumbled upon .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEAWEED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pondered, seaweed is usually the used in sushi rolls. How about rolling it with something else! And there it was, sitting right infront of me ... Peter Pan's Crunchy Peanut Butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(don't ask me why there is even peanut butter lying around in the office. its a long story)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weighing the risk of indigestion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convincing my friend holding my camera that its perfectly safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the simple steps of preperation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread some peanut butter (doesn't have to be crunchy) on the tip of your seaweed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Row the seaweed up as you would do so with a California roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck it into your mouth and start chewing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may feel weird at first. Overly crunchy due to the peanuts. But the saviory peanut butter will start to fuse with the seaweed and the nutty salty taste will surface. ITS ULTIMATE FUSION! East Meets West !! Side effects are still unknown thou I've been hearing weird grumbles from my stomach since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Conclusion: I still prefer Chili-ma-toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~/PEACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114848123978091715?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114848123978091715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114848123978091715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114848123978091715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114848123978091715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-reh-can-cook-god-help-us-all.html' title='If reH can cook .. God help us all'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114831221760461450</id><published>2006-05-22T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:36:58.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To-Me-Tos, To-Ma-Tos, Chili-Ma-Tos Experiment</title><content type='html'>Today, there was a streak of healthiness in the office despite it being the Monday Blues. Bright and early in the morning, Yi Chuan said he brought home-made salad for his morning break and boy did it smell good. That kinda struck me on what &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; told me once about eating cherry tomatoes for snacks to replace the oily junk food that we usually consume. I took up the courage and made the decision to try that out for my lunch. So I took a slightly heavier breakfast and went out to the nearest NTUC to get cherry tomatoes during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked pretty good at first (despite the few squashed pieces), then came the smell. I realised that washing vegetables was not only to clean the surface, but also to get rid of bad vege smell *disgust* xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste was bearable, almost nice, but a tad bit bitter towards the end. I figured out that the skin was the culprit to the bitter ending. I had to do something about it. As singaporeans, we are taught to constantly improve the way of life. I HAD to IMPROVE the taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scurrying around the pantry and cubicals of work fanatics, I went in search of a taste, a curiousity to explore a new flavour burst out. I was looking for ... MAC DONALDS CHILI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got more then what I bargined for and I thought what the heck, it might be interesting to add Mac Donalds' ketchup into it as well. Yes, you heard me right, cherry tomatoes with ketchup and chili. I braved the uncertainty and dived into my experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 the Chili Test:&lt;br /&gt;As you know the Mac's chili has garlic in them and I thought it was quite interesting. True enough, the sweetness of the chili and the smell of the garlic masked the bitterness of the tomato skin. However, you might end up not tasting the tomato at all. But since I like the Mac Donalds' chili, I give it a thumbs up. -lol-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00219.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 the Chili + Ketchup Test:&lt;br /&gt;Er.. its quite difficult to explain the taste, but I'll try. The chili mask the tomato, the ketchup mask the chili. Something likdat. In other words, don't bother. Its weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00222.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Chili wins. And its proven save as well. Till now its been about 8 hours since I ingested that and no stomach pains of violent reactions just as yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, its just another day for me. And &lt;em&gt;she's&lt;/em&gt; still as busy as a bumble bee. Aizzz... Boringz... v_v..zzZZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-/Peace &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114831221760461450?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114831221760461450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114831221760461450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114831221760461450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114831221760461450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-me-tos-to-ma-tos-chili-ma-tos.html' title='To-Me-Tos, To-Ma-Tos, Chili-Ma-Tos Experiment'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114814109864382999</id><published>2006-05-20T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:04:58.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Saturday Again..</title><content type='html'>'Wouldn't it be nice if all the days were saturdays .. then we can all go tan on the beach all day' Hahaa.. Yes! its Sentosa again. Not that I'm trying to get achieve Louis Khoo's skin color but I really find lying on the beach one of the best relaxations you can find in Singapore. Just CHECK THIS OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00188.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason this picture reminds me of Pulau Redang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;redang&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Day2-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz.. I wana go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dudes&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00191.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usual tanning dudes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00193.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Usual Beach Boom Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;toilet&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00199.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW TOILET!! Finally we have a toilet near to our tanning spot. No more bloody long walks to the other end of the beach just to wash the sand off our asses. However.... we still spotted something unusual. As we entered the toilet, we were all still very happy and was too busy rejoicing that we now have a brand new bathing area. We were even cheering at the plentiful new shower heads and the ingenious idea of using a tree trunk as its pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;shower&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00197.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all happily went on with our normal showering at one corner of the toilet where there were changing rooms just infront of the shower heads. So we striped and bathed in BMT style, I see you, you see me, I see his small, and .. err .. nvm .. lol .. thats not the main point. My dear friend Max was complaining about the shower head that he was using was abit faulty as the water cuts off very fast after every press of the button. So, with his butt-naked self, he went to tour around the other shower heads checking if they were all the same. Then minutes after he returned from his recce, he suddenly realized that the toilet was EXPOSED TO THE MAIN ROAD OUTSIDE !!! *WTF!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we were, all happily showering and stuff, and we did not even noticed that along the corridor in between the shower head and the changing rooms we an openning route, sort of like a side enterance to the toilet, was exposing our NAKED ASSES!! It was only after Max pointed it out did we all started to hide behind the pathetic wall that hid the shower heads. AND TO THINK MAX WALKED AROUND NAKED AND HE WALKED PASS THAT PATH A FEW TIMES!! WAHAHAHAHA.. SEE!! THIS CORRIDOR !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;corridor&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WTF LA !! Just infront of that path is a bench for people to sit. SUPER FREE SHOW! We came to two conclusions. #1 The designer of the toilet was a ger. #2 The designer of the toilet was gay. Max decided to find out and went over to the gers side to see if its the same (or so he says), and found out that the gers' toilet no such thing! WAH! #2 liao lor. And to think that was the end of it, CHECK THIS OUT LA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;exposed&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken from the main route that branches out to the two toilets. Max was there to show you how badly exposed any dude would have been if he was using that first shower head. Seriously this is quite disturbing. Now girls, please don't take this opportunity to go check it out okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thereafter we headed down to Plaza Sing and decided to go play LAN games. Walked passed the brand new Cathay Cineplex and we went in to check out some of the new shops in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cine1&gt;&lt;cine2&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00213.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00211.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interior was really nice and the design layout of the whole place gave me a rather similar feeling to the one in Raffles City ,but they have newer concepts of course. Found a huge ADIDAS shop. Really cool stuff. Anyone who is looking for part-time jobs might wana try going there to ask since they have new shops openning and they may need staffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;adidas1&gt;After our 2 hours of gaming for 4 bucks in total, we craved the nearby ROCHOR TAO HUAY! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I know, someone told me before that Geyland one lagi better. But you haven't take me there now have you =p. (just in case you do read this xP) For some reason, after eating this tao huay, all other lower grades tao huay in hawker centers seems unacceptable. I mean look at this... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 1 buck for something so nice and smooth and refreshing.. WAHH!!! I WAN IT NOW AGAIN!! &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;p&gt;^^/Peace &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114814109864382999?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114814109864382999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114814109864382999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114814109864382999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114814109864382999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunny-saturday-again.html' title='Sunny Saturday Again..'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114797307249215122</id><published>2006-05-19T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T01:24:34.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZzZz-Force is strong with you, AnaSingh Sleepwalker</title><content type='html'>Looks like I wasn't the only one who had a late night. Found this dude sleeping behind a bustop at Queenstown MRT station. EEowwch.. Can't imagine how his neck must feel after he wakes up. His pose reminds me of RPG characters that have fallen after losing a fight to a high level monster. Now he is just waiting for some white mage to come by and revive him. Must be some Boss Z-Monster that he fought with. See la .. act smart fight alone la. *lolx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/DSC00186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway was quite tired myself too. First time taking an afternoon nap in the office and I think it is quite refreshing after that. Would consider it under my routine soon. Haha .. Have to stop getting into the late nights syndromes again before I really end up panda-fied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z_z/Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114797307249215122?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114797307249215122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114797307249215122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114797307249215122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114797307249215122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/zzzz-force-is-strong-with-you-anasingh.html' title='ZzZz-Force is strong with you, AnaSingh Sleepwalker'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114788647820164931</id><published>2006-05-18T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T01:21:50.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic Feeling</title><content type='html'>Its 1am on a thursday morning and I sitting here bored out of my wits. Was still in the midst of designing a naDia's banner when it struck me that we guys have to look for new places to chill and crash. Town may be where life can be seen, but until we actually have a plan to do something about it, I think we should just stick to chilling. Wana ask everyone a very simple question; where would you recommend a bunch of guys go on a weekday evening? I need somewhere new to keep my spirits up to look forward for the next day. My other source of motivation doesn't seem to be as responsive as I had expected so its time to self-motivated again. Hahaha .. DUDES !! WHAT WE GONNA DO ?! WE'RE NOT GETTING ANY YOUNGER YA KNOW !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt; seems to be busy almost everyday. Was I this active when I was in poly or was there something wrong with me back then? Don't remember having this much fun daily. lol .. Oh well .. just have to wait in line I guess -shrugz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us sunny saturdayers should be going for the BIG WALK this coming sunday !! WeEEeee.. Okay .. at least thats something covered for the weekend. Big Crowd! Big Fun! Big Walk .. okay .. enough free advertising ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should try and get some sleep if not I'll be zombified tomorrow.. ZzZzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-/ Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114788647820164931?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114788647820164931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114788647820164931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114788647820164931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114788647820164931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/nostalgic-feeling.html' title='Nostalgic Feeling'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114779106435340631</id><published>2006-05-16T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:51:04.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Blame me if you can't set 1024x768</title><content type='html'>Hey hey ! after much procrastination, IT IS DONE! there will definately be little addons here and there. but at least now I've got things on the road. planning to add a mp3 player to spice up this place, but I scared I will lazy .. hahaha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, like the title says, please follow to view this place nicely. I would go adjust it so tat it can be view in both resolutions but like I said, LAZY! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently have been having trouble seeing. my used to be perfect eyesight has now degraded into somewhat ah peh vision liao. to confirm my shortsightedness, i was at queensway today and i checked out how bad my eyes were .. here's the printout slip ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't really know how to read this but my friends told me that my vision is -50 for both eyes. not as bad as I thought but definately has shown signs of degrading. bloody SAF better compensate me *grrr*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and if you are wondering, "did he get himself a new camera?" well .. something likdat I guess. I got myself a new phone ! haha .. without mum and dad knowing as well. =p they are so blind la. not that i flash it around in their face, but i did take it out infront of them and even took pictures with it. hmm .. maybe they know but immune liao. haha .. check this out ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC04579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, i'm not always this spastic looking, but thats besides the point. the point is the phone in my hand! the sony ericsson K750i .. okay yes it is not the newest and there isn't a need to make a big hoo-ha about it, but this thing is great for near shots and has many other camera functions in it so I guess it will stay with me for awhile. and I always knew it is inevitable that I finally get a sony ericsson, my dad's name is Eric.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;was quite bored at work today, so I did my usual rounds ka-jiao-ing others. and just to show you what I mean by the close ups for this phone is great, see what I did to my friend's toy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/DSC00184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hahaha. she herself never knew this toy was capable of such poses. I'm a genius ت hmm .. &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; seems quite busy lately. I wonder did I come on too strongly that evening and scare her .. hmmm .. oh well. back to upgrading my blog, like Singapore government says.. 'strive to constantly upgrade'.. or something likdat ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;^^/Peace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114779106435340631?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114779106435340631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114779106435340631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114779106435340631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114779106435340631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/dont-blame-me-if-you-cant-set-1024x768.html' title='Don&apos;t Blame me if you can&apos;t set 1024x768'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114701568171886590</id><published>2006-05-07T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:28:01.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sunday gone by</title><content type='html'>Simple Day, Simple Blog Entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Celebrate Jessie's Bday at K-Box Marina Sq (Happy Biday aH sie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not sing enough songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to master these songs:&lt;br /&gt;Wang Lee Hom - 一首簡單的歌&lt;br /&gt;Wang Lee Hom - Kiss Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to walk around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs uber tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought parts for my planner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still went to bugis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked somemore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take mrt home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open room door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a wasp on my mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian diao, took glass cup, capture, throw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114701568171886590?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114701568171886590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114701568171886590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114701568171886590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114701568171886590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunday-gone-by.html' title='A sunday gone by'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114658877522571714</id><published>2006-05-03T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:54:11.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life Scale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A way to determine how a person's life should be lived. However, this scale is not preset by any God or higher power. The only will to tip or balance this scale is ourselves. Many people realise the existance of this scale but always falls to the same believe that things have a natural way of moving, thus they should not be bothering thinking or making 'Life Changing' decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contray, we do it all the time. Every moment worrying or even just considering is a 'Life Changing' decision. I agree to the 'Nature has its ways' kind of sayings, but Nature is like circumstances, like a path. Yes, a path would have its ways in weaving either good of bad scenarios for us, but we ultimately walk such a path don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was checking out my own scale lately and I've come realized that my scale has always been tipping to the 'Looking for comfort' side. Despite my efforts to try and get as adventurous as I could be, I could never really put more weight into my 'Looking for fun' side. I've always wanted to stay in the safe side of doing things but I urge myself to look forward. I've found it quite hard because I'm motivation-fueled, I need the drive that comes from others to pull me on. Yes, its a bad thing and trust me that its not something that goes unnoticed. Many times have I wasted time trying and not completing what I took up. Pity but well-deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would like to make the change, put more marbles into the 'Looking for fun' plate, try to tip the scale alittle more to the other end. There is so much out there to experience and do and I do not want to wake up one morning 10 - 20 years down the road and say "Shit. I haven't tried this and now with my current situations, its no longer possible". Thats why I will take bold steps from today and see what results I reap from it. May it be good or bad, but experiences learnt are priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna start off with getting a nice little organizer and start planning my own fun stuffs. Then, I'll list down the whole mountain of things that I want to do or learn or experience in it and constantly achieve to improve myself. I want it. I really want it. At least while I'm clear now I know I want it. I think we all can make some difference to our own lives. Its just a matter of getting that fat lazy ass off the little red couch and move up to grab the remote control to change the channels of your boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm changing my channel. Are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114658877522571714?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114658877522571714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114658877522571714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114658877522571714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114658877522571714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-scale.html' title='The Life Scale'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114415666165723877</id><published>2006-04-04T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:17:41.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your type of girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was actually having a discussion with my friend about this earlier today and so happened that someone sent me &lt;a href="http://uk.tickle.com/test/whosyourtypef/select.html" target="_blank"&gt;this online quiz&lt;/a&gt;. So I thought, what the heck. And here my results: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Go borrow some sugar! You go for the girl next door type!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your type is the girl next door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cute, fun, and sweet, your ideal girl is just a stone's throw away - she's the girl next door. She's Sandra Bullock, Billie Piper, and Meg Ryan all rolled up into one. Naturally pretty rather than glamorous, she's unpretentious and generous. She loves animals and children, and is great with both. You're attracted to her strong values and traditional ways. Although she demands great respect, she's not particularly high-maintenance. Her ideal date is more likely to be dinner and a film than heading out for a night on the town. She's careful yet spontaneous - a bit of the guy's girl, a bit of a cover girl (the nice kind), and just a hint of the hippie chick. But she's got an appeal that's all her own, which is why you can't stay away. Her winning smile, bright eyes, and loving nature make you want to hold on tight and never let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Holy Shit ! How true can this get! Well, its not just because what they have described that is so true for me, but honestly! who can resist such a ger!! Unfortunately, the ger next door to mine is my god sis. Don't even think about it, I'm not incest -_-" *sings* &lt;em&gt;Oh where oh where can my .. Baby be !? ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114415666165723877?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114415666165723877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114415666165723877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114415666165723877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114415666165723877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/04/whats-your-type-of-girl.html' title='What&apos;s your type of girl?'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114325964761622787</id><published>2006-03-25T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:11:28.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repost of my 21st Bday Pictures !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hahaha .. was going through some of my past work in my projects folder and found this little flash album I did sometime last year. Those were great memories when all was well in my life. Check it out ! (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This should be one of my portfolios too =p&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)"onclick="window.open('http://www.chopeaseat.com/album.html','linkname','height=425, width=600,scrollbars=no')"&gt;21st Birthday Album&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114325964761622787?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114325964761622787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114325964761622787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114325964761622787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114325964761622787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/03/repost-of-my-21st-bday-pictures.html' title='Repost of my 21st Bday Pictures !'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114295614095466303</id><published>2006-03-21T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:49:01.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm at bliss .. now what ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sits and stares at screen* It really does help not overthinking about unnecessary stuff, but it sure bores the hell out of you. Quite weird huh. When the mind is messy, I wish that I would not think so much. When the mind is empty, I wonder what the hell do I do then. *lol* I'm going mad. If I don't find a source of motivation and inspiration soon, I'm just gonna rot my life away. I've got stuff I know I must do, but I'm powered by motivation which I lack greatly these days. Mum doesn't understand my needs and just runs her mouth off with nags that I'm too busy playing rather then do what I need to do (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;which is to complete my 15 art pieces for my portfolio&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the past I used to enjoy designing stuff to impress the friends around me and also to score marks in class. However now the stage is different. My poly class has distanced quite a significant bit due to my lag of composure on several occasions. Almost made me wished I wasn't as stuck up about myself or the situations I was in. Haizz.. How wonderful would it be if thing were how they were back in secondary and poly days. I miss everyone from back then. They were my motivation and energy to strive in to turn up and pontan lessons. Of cos I did not do that in secondary school days. I was a role model back then, show students the right way of climbing a water pipe to the 2nd floor when the gates are locked :x *lol*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think I need to look for a book about motivation. Its a queer and a very wide topic. From stories and even the animes I watch, motivation can spur an individual to perform thus that they never thought they were capable of. It is an percular energy that exist in the twlights and lends you its strength when you seek it the most. Haha. Too much Naruto and Bleach liao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can someone save me from this rock that I'm sitting on? Stupid backache. If not for it I'll probably still be in martial arts. *Sighz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114295614095466303?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114295614095466303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114295614095466303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114295614095466303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114295614095466303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-at-bliss-now-what.html' title='I&apos;m at bliss .. now what ?'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114147297613077518</id><published>2006-03-04T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T19:51:38.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Bag Trade-off</title><content type='html'>It was a normal Friday afternoon coming back from work and I was walking pass my neighbours door. Suddenly, my god siblings came to the door and called me back to chit chat. For no reason, Klement (the boy) wanted to have my bag which I had for 3 years. He signalled me for a trade. And so it begins .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(626).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28626%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The specimen in topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28627%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Client&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28628%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Dealer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(629).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28629%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Exchange&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(630).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28630%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Goods Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28631%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Tender Check&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28632%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Successful Trade-off&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hahaha.. It was damn farnie the way it went but it was all fun for the kiddies. Anyway, its quite scary to think that these kids have realised the power of money. The birth of spending power has emerged in their blood and honestly I think its quite headache. They would know how to ask for more and feels like a millionare when they've got 100 in their bank. Haha .. cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway .. Hi nadia :) and to all .. hee .. i'm burnt &gt;_&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114147297613077518?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114147297613077518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114147297613077518' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114147297613077518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114147297613077518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/03/great-bag-trade-off.html' title='The Great Bag Trade-off'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114088772616258531</id><published>2006-02-26T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:55:39.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Ass Clip !!</title><content type='html'>Here's a hint: The bank they went to is for males .. and that is definately not yoghurt !! SICK ! -lol-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114088772616258531?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114088772616258531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114088772616258531' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114088772616258531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114088772616258531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/02/funny-ass-clip.html' title='Funny Ass Clip !!'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-114033409644662949</id><published>2006-02-19T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T19:13:42.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling the night away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My buddies and I all went on a little night cycling trip on Friday straight after work. How long has it been since I've last stepped on a bicycle? 2? Maybe 3 years? Man it felt good getting back on the old two-wheeler. Thou it was quite odd that I started out the evening staring at this sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28617%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We had a total of 16 people(that includes me) on this trip and man does it really look intimidating. We were rolling down the streets as if we were taking part in the Olympics or something. Check out the crowd:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5493/1921/400/IMG_3053.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was massive and damn fun. Well, personally I thought it was cool. Dunno about those who suffered from extreme butt cramps after the whole thing. I was lucky enough to get away without having a sore ass. Must be all the shifting I did while I was riding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We travelled from ECP to Changi Village, then to Bedok and back to ECP again. Thank god the weather was great and we did not have much troubles making our way from point A to point B. Anyway, wanna thank Hongda's friend, Huishi, for helping me carry my bottle of water for the second half of the trip. Blame the bike for not having a bigger bottle holder. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, its photo time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5493/1921/320/IMG_3061.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Off we go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5493/1921/320/IMG_3065.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss playing on this swing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5493/1921/400/IMG_3071.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5493/1921/400/IMG_3072.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Act shag leh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5493/1921/320/IMG_3074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nasi Lemak Supper @ Changi Village&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5493/1921/320/IMG_3089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sho many bikes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5493/1921/400/IMG_3092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This one is all really shag. Those smiling is act not shag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5493/1921/320/IMG_3094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was the best and most comfortable space to sleep in at that moment. Don't laugh &gt;_&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now I'm comfortably back in my bed at home and salvouring the KitKat my mum got on her trip back from Dublin. It has a different packaging! Time to take a break now .. -_-Zzz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28618%29.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-114033409644662949?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/114033409644662949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=114033409644662949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114033409644662949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/114033409644662949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/02/cycling-night-away.html' title='Cycling the night away..'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-113999612468849239</id><published>2006-02-15T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T19:11:52.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 First Dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why the sudden mention about this movie? Honestly I regret not watching this show when it was released out in the cinemas. I just finish watching it on DVD and I think it is an perfect example of how life is. I mean apart from all the comedy and funny jokes that are in this thing, the meaning of this movie is so strong, so powerful. I don't know if you'll see it my way, but let me share with you what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Life isn't always fair. Like how life took Lucy's memory away. Its unfair and she suffers. People around her suffers too. And the problem with everyone is that when something unexpected drops on them, something irreversible happens, they try ways and means to cover it up and paint a lie over it, hoping that one day when they wake up, it will all be better. But I am very much inspired by the way Harry(Adam Sandler) handled the problem. He realised that just doing the same old thing that doesn't improve the situation everyday will just lead to a life of hopelessness. So he tries a different approach everyday. He takes the challenge head on and believes that he can create a better life. Its undeniable that such a character may very well be a fiction in our world, but it doesn't mean that we cannot use this example to improve the way we look at our own lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being in Lucy's shoes, waking up every morning not remembering her own love ones. I'd hate to lose my own memory. I think our memories are by far the most treasured gift and they are as precious as any gem in the world. This bizzare scenario maybe unreal to many, but tells a very true story of what we all are today. When we lose what we consider our most prized possessions, we tend to give up on life or change into something else. Positive people will tend to be like Harry and those who are less spirited would be like the father and the cafe lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Life has its ups and downs and we all know it all too well. We say it almost everytime we hear a problem but some are afraid to acknowledge it. I say we should follow what Harry did, live everyday as it were a brand new day and do the things that you most enjoy. If there are problems that u meet while trying to enjoy what u do, then solve it once and for all. Don't go running away from it because one day, its just gonna hit you right back in the face like a boomerang, and you know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I gotta run now(I mean physically). I'm gonna be late for my skating with the SunnySat peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-113999612468849239?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/113999612468849239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=113999612468849239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113999612468849239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113999612468849239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/02/50-first-dates.html' title='50 First Dates'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-113984129318635742</id><published>2006-02-13T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T19:09:39.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Love Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its amazing when two people fall in love. I remembered all of my sweet moments I had when I was in love. Thou I know that not all of them ended happily ever after, there are times where I wished I could go back to it and truely treasure her. Well, everyone is like that I guess. Guilt and regret is something that weighs us all down when it comes to a sour ending. But the problem with most people is that they choose (choose okay..) to be sad and sink into regret and sorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Okay, so you would probably say 'I didn't "choose" to be sad. Its natural that I would be sad because of this. I'm only human'. True. We are humans and feelings are what makes us love and hate and laugh and cry. However, our brains and memories are ours to control. Why choose to think about the unhappy stuff? If you regret what you did or what has happened, should you be doing something about it rather then sitting there wondering why it happened this way? Since what has happened wasn't good, why waste time and opportunity on some memory that obviously isn't helping you smile? We are all optimist and pessimist by choice. No one is borned into this world with those characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the sudden topic? Well, just recently I've been hearing alot of unfortunate events regarding matters of the heart and how it has affected the individual. It dawned on me that I was once feeling that way, I was dwelling upon a wrong believe. A believe that 'Things should not happen this way but it did, now I'm lost'. I'm here now with a clearer state of mind seeing the picture of my dream Cheese (from the book 'Who moved my Cheese').&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just think about it for a second. I'm sure you know by experience that someone else, other then yourself, is almost always able to come up with a solution to your problems. However! If they were in your shoes, they could not and someone else will have to analyse their problem for them. But wait! Don't you see that no matter where the problem goes to, there is always a solution? Someone else may be providing it, but it shows the existance of a solution to your problem. So isn't it right to say that almost ALL PROBLEMS HAVE SOLUTIONS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats the real problem now? Perception. Mind Block. False Hope. Unrealistic Expectations. These are the few things that hinder the victim from seeing the solution. Why is it that someone else can provide us with an answer is because they are not weighed down by other factors that may not even really be important to the problem. They see the problem as it is now and then and think of a solution to counter it. You may think it only SOUNDS easy, but in actuality, it really is! I don't think I have to narrate the story about the 'ten brothers and their task to break a bundle of branches tied together', but it works in the same concept. Think about it, you solve the simple problems one at a time, won't the problems left get lesser and lesser? Compared to problems left unsolved and accumulating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Life is like a plain piece of paper and some parts of the paper may be harder to write on. But like any surface in the world, there is no surface on earth that man cannot inscribe on. Just takes effort and brains. Love is the same as all that I've said. We choose who we want to love and how to love. Every time a problem arise, it shouldn't tell you how difficult it is to be together, it should tell you just how much you two have been through together. I know there are cases where the other partner is just a sucker and isn't really taking your love seriously. Ask yourself, is it really true? Have you heard it straight from his/her mouth that what you have isn't love anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, then I advise you to look forward and learn from it. Its natural to get affect by it for a few days or weeks or even months. But it should not affect you for too long cos the sucker would have probably found someone else and is enjoying away while you are still left in a stump. Are you being fair to yourself? I'd like to think not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;However, if you are just speculating that love is missing in a relationship and you start causing friction inbetween just because of your assumption, then its just plain silly. Why not make things clear. Be honest with your feelings and straighten things out nicely (keeping in mind of the reason why you love him/her). Its important to keep that reason in view cos you can't get into a productive conversation if half the time you are saying "NO!", "YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND" or "I HATE YOU!". Are those what you really want to say? Will saying these get your partner to tell you what you want to know? Surely you know that these words put the fullstop in a relationship. Is that what you are really looking for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I can go on forever and ever about this but do put some thought into it. More or less this is also an opportunity for me to jot down a reflection for my future self if in any case I fall under the above-mentioned. I wish everyone a Happy Valentines Day for tomorrow and hope that you and your love one can enjoy the day together. Cheers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-113984129318635742?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/113984129318635742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=113984129318635742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113984129318635742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113984129318635742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/02/lifes-love-stories.html' title='Life&apos;s Love Stories'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-113968310881242823</id><published>2006-02-12T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T03:23:43.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Choices</title><content type='html'>Such an eventful day it was today. Started off bright and early in the morning, made my way down to Bugis to meet the guys and girl(Tricia). The plan was to crash NAFA and get a glimpse of what they have to offer for people like me and max after we ORD(thou it seemed that max was more interested in getting the goodies bag). Apparently it was the last day of the NAFA open house but we still managed to get the GOODIES BAG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28614%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh and I got this cool badge as well. With my favourite colors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28615%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was quite an eye opener and thanks to this open house, I've gain new ideas for my blogskin and also furture designs. Most probably gonna package the Sunny Saturday blog into something marketable. -lol- But on a more personal note, I think I really needed this course. While I was considering between the courses being offered in Aussie, I was plainly judging the course by the sound of its name(quite dangerous and not advisable). But after today, I've gained an insight on what I really want to do and it is called 'Communication Design'. This is thanks to La selle really(sorry NAFA people). This was what happened;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After touring NAFA, we head down to La selle as I knew they were having an open house as well. On first look upon arriving, I was quite stunned by the 'run-down' look. In my mind I had always pictured La selle to be big and fleshy. Apparently I was wrong(Shit just realised I did not take picture of this). But surprizingly the inside was full of surprizes. The first one came when I was at the auditorium and I met someone who I vaguely remember seeing but just couldn't put a finger on who she was. We both stood there looking at each other going 'I know you.. But from where?'. Shamefully I still can't remember where I've met her =p.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next surprize was the graffiti that the students were doing. Check these out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/tmax_img(571).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/tmax_img%28571%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(608).7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28608%29.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(609).9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28609%29.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was damn awesome man! I was blown away by the way the dude sprayed the design out in a matter of minutes. And then there was this cool print press machine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(610).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28610%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(611).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28611%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How cool is that print!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(612).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28612%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How lagi more cool is MINE!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All in all it was a cool visit. Although it did not have the goodie bags like NAFA did, I guess these cool and interesting stuff will have to do. Oh ya, forgot to mention that our tour guide in La selle is called Cassandra and she's apparently my age. In some sense I think I might end up being abit 'old bird' if i ever do join La selle after my ORD. Oh well, its one of my considerations now. Too bad I did not take photos of the Comm Design stuff that they had. It was simply too cool. The rest are just random pictures that we took throughout the whole day. It was good stuff overall and I'm one step closer to making my choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(613).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Image%28613%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max was just too enlightened in the Interior Design room that he became Justice Bao. -lol-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Photo-0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/Photo-0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Made a new butterfly friend while I was at NAFA. (will collect rent later)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/tmax_img(579).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/320/tmax_img%28579%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;New super heros are in town ! Mac Donalds Man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/1600/Image(616).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4073/160/200/Image%28616%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-113968310881242823?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/113968310881242823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=113968310881242823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113968310881242823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113968310881242823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/02/making-choices.html' title='Making Choices'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-113941633945264082</id><published>2006-02-09T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T00:43:23.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skate Jump!</title><content type='html'>Whoo hoo! Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicfantasia.net/Img/lowres/SkateJump.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.musicfantasia.net/Img/lowres/SkateJump.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I was practising while I skate at the Esplanade today. We all were practising jumps and more or less we can all get pass the barrier. Got lots more to learn however, I needa let my injuries recover before I attempt to break anymore bones. Haha! Kudos to Sunny Saturday! More pictures coming soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-113941633945264082?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/113941633945264082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=113941633945264082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113941633945264082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113941633945264082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/02/skate-jump.html' title='Skate Jump!'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-113932238244656467</id><published>2006-02-07T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:37:23.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Re-lives?</title><content type='html'>Haha! Gosh, its been like 2 years since I've last touched this little old place and look at the old me blogging away about my poly life. Its fresh reading all my entries from the past. Makes me crave to be young and innocent again, but then again, who doesn't? -lol-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the entry '&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;To Err is Human, To Forgive is Divine&lt;/span&gt;'. I never knew I had a guru side of me back then. Come to think of it, after reading the self-discovery books I've been borrowing these days, I find that what I say back then was more or less what they are saying in these books too. Which goes to show one thing, we all know exactly what is getting us down and how to avoid being sad. But we all need someone or something else to agree with or put it in a more acknowledged form before we go accept it and try to change. Its weird how our minds work sometime. We know the damage sorrow does to us but we still allow ourselves to soak in it sometimes. Haha. Silly us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this blog will live on and bring in more happiness into my life and to the rest who enjoys reading my self-discovery process. However funny or lame it maybe. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness Quote of the Day :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'The world of the happy is quite another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;than the world of the unhappy'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- Ludwig Wittgenstein, philosopher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-113932238244656467?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/113932238244656467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=113932238244656467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113932238244656467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113932238244656467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-re-lives.html' title='Blog Re-lives?'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-113908351280169739</id><published>2006-02-05T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T04:05:12.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon to Revamp</title><content type='html'>Omg .. 2003 ? .. -lol- anicent times .. Most likely will do something about this place soon. Hell lot of cobwebs to dust out before I can reuse this blog. Soon Soon .. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-113908351280169739?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/113908351280169739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=113908351280169739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113908351280169739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/113908351280169739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2006/02/soon-to-revamp.html' title='Soon to Revamp'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106501746768659017</id><published>2003-10-01T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T22:12:11.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVING HOUSE !!!!</title><content type='html'>HEY HEY PPLE !~~ GUESS WHAT ! I've got meself a new domain name. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062428718_GOrbhumoured.gif"&gt; I won't release the url just yet untill I get everything settled and move all my post from blogger to my new site. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062508778_GOrbw00t.gif"&gt; Its bye bye &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062682190_GOrbbye.gif"&gt; to blogger and Howdy howdy Hoo to my new site. Special Thankz to my new host master, PureEvil. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432119_GOrbgood.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062508778_GOrbw00t.gif"&gt;  Excited&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106501746768659017?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106501746768659017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106501746768659017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106501746768659017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106501746768659017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/10/moving-house.html' title='MOVING HOUSE !!!!'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106476814373747551</id><published>2003-09-29T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T00:58:01.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off BLog</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys So sori but I'll be pretty bz these few days as i'll be rushing through all my last minute projects. Plus the blog is still going under revamp so its gonna stay like this for awhile. But i'll inform u guys when I've got everything settled. You can still leave comments as usual cos i'll still be checking in once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434442_GOrbyawnz.gif"&gt;  Tiring&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106476814373747551?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106476814373747551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106476814373747551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106476814373747551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106476814373747551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/off-blog.html' title='Off BLog'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106432266126138978</id><published>2003-09-23T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T21:13:35.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Err is Human, To Forgive Is Divine.</title><content type='html'>Why the topic you ask ? Well, its because today I've put down all my burden of thoughts and tried to live life as it comes to me. People in everyone's life do make mistakes and as the title reads &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;'To Err is Human, To Forgive is Divine'&lt;/span&gt;. Some people may hurt or affect you in a way that only you understand and that person may have never realized his 'mistake', or so you call it. But life isn't always about you. Life is about living together in harmony and in happiness. If one looks at all the down side of life, then how can one blame the world for being &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;unfair&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kharma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never unfair and what comes around goes around. I personally don't believe in mumbo jumbos. But it is true that when you created a misdeed, something bad always follows on. Everyone has their own lifestyle and friends. And although there may be some who treats another better then yourself, do not dispair. There is bound to be someone out there who looks up to you and desires your attention. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Tip : Look out for them, pay attention and be yourself.&lt;/span&gt; You may never know, that person may change your life in a big way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Current Post Mood::  Guru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106432266126138978?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106432266126138978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106432266126138978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/to-err-is-human-to-forgive-is-divine.html' title='To Err is Human, To Forgive Is Divine.'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106413454185343047</id><published>2003-09-21T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T21:17:53.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from chalet</title><content type='html'>Yo ! I'm back  The class chalet was really good .. Had fun fun .. It was only abit boring at the begining because of all the rain  and hardly anyone was there .. but it was ok i guess .. had me buddies to spend the nite and day with me playing cards .. But last nite was havoc .. went the rest of the class came tats when the real party started .. everyone had fun i could see .. thou I din reali join in much of the nite activities as I just felt like watching .. It was so fun watching them laugh and play with each other .. sometimes really wishing i could naturally be part of fun but .. ah nvm .. Its fun to watch too  I like this bunch of friends .. they make me want to join in the fun .. but sometimes i just couldn't make it if i try too hard .. dunno what tat means ? .. -shrugs- me neither .. oh ya .. on the way back from the mrt it rained and i walk home in the rain  its been a long time since i did tat .. It sucked cos my shoes had this extra big hole and my socks were practically soaking  But I did some small repents while walking in the rain and I think I've taken note of some stuff tat i shouldn't do in future .. Jus hope i can rem .. Well enuff of those boring stuff .. Here are the photos !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Current Post Mood::  Stonez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106413454185343047?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106413454185343047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106413454185343047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/back-from-chalet.html' title='Back from chalet'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106390754732285387</id><published>2003-09-19T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T01:52:51.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe -Phew-</title><content type='html'>I've passed my all my Mid Semster Tests -Thank god- .. Wasn't really too bad .. considering I didn't really put much effort into studying this round .. really lucky .. anyways .. I did a few adjustments to the webshots cos I gonna put let my blog be featured on &lt;a href="http://www.searchsg.org" target="window"&gt;SearchSG&lt;/a&gt; .. Plus since I have my digi cam .. I'll be updating the pictures manually .. Anyway its kinda late now .. I'll blog in tomolo if I have time .. Will be going for a friend's chalet on sat so wun be blogging then .. I'll leave you with this pic to ponder .. try guessing what the hell is he doing .. btw he is in a sheltered foodcourt .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062428718_GOrbhumoured.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1063907185_GOrbAndrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062439046_GOrbsleepy.gif"&gt; Sleepy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106390754732285387?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106390754732285387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106390754732285387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106390754732285387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106390754732285387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/safe-phew.html' title='Safe -Phew-'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106364260360875972</id><published>2003-09-16T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T00:16:43.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish Wants Fulfilled ! ^_^</title><content type='html'>YAY !!!! I GOT MY DIGI CAM !!! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062508778_GOrbw00t.gif"&gt; Its not too shabby too .. Its light, small and has lots of functions .. Its SO COOL MAN !!! WHOO HOO !!! hahaha .. I'll take some pictures and show you tomorrow or something .. Its abit late now and I've got class at 8am in the morning .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434442_GOrbyawnz.gif"&gt; To keep it brief about what happened today .. I went for driving at BBDC again and got a different instructor this time .. damn was it a quiet ride .. but amazingly I never screw up on any of the S-course or crank course that he put me through .. Not a single bump .. but he did say my footing on my clutch was bad .. so .. damn .. then after driving which was about 6+ .. I went over to Mac and had dinner and meet up wif the seller of my brand new digi cam now !! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062502317_GOrbhappi.gif"&gt; After getting it .. I rushed home straight to try out me new toy .. I'll tell ya more about the cam someother time too .. reali got to snooze now .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062439046_GOrbsleepy.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432904_GOrbjump.gif"&gt;  Excited&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106364260360875972?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106364260360875972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106364260360875972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106364260360875972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106364260360875972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/wish-wants-fulfilled.html' title='Wish Wants Fulfilled ! ^_^'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106355383210257877</id><published>2003-09-14T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T23:37:12.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FISHING GANG !!!</title><content type='html'>I WENT FISHING 2DAY !!! haahaa .. it was like so impromptu man .. me and my pals we were like msging in msn and we were like thinking of a place to go to and enjoy .. den i had this crazy idea to go fly kite .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062428718_GOrbhumoured.gif"&gt; den it upgraded to go fly kite and fishing .. AND GUESS WHAT !!! THE TUPID WEATHER DECIDED TO RAIN WHEN I STEP OUT OF THE HOUSE !!! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062427112_GOrbangry.gif"&gt; ARGH !!!!! den i panicked .. i sat in my dad's car staring at the window watching the rain get heavier and heavier .. super sian &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434015_GOrbsweat.gif"&gt;.. nearly thought of giving up and go else where .. but luckily I said we try and see how .. so we waited at the mrt station of my frenz to turn up and guess wat ! when the last of my frenz stepped into the car .. THE RAIN STOPPED !! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062508778_GOrbw00t.gif"&gt; HALLELUYAH LA !! hahaha .. no regrets man .. the fishing was reali relaxing and fun .. we were relaxing and the fish were hafing fun eating our bait .. basket .. lol .. didn't even catch a single one .. but it was damn fun .. hahaha .. now me and pals decided to start our little fishing gang !! how fun man .. now i can go fishing wif them and enjoy nature at the same time .. WAH LA LA !! But now i have to rush to do a presentation for tomolo so I'll tell u more about what happened today tomolo .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062654601_GOrboverload.gif"&gt; -rush rush-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062502317_GOrbhappi.gif"&gt; Delighted&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106355383210257877?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106355383210257877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106355383210257877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106355383210257877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106355383210257877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/fishing-gang.html' title='FISHING GANG !!!'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106343480581609959</id><published>2003-09-13T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T14:35:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaken</title><content type='html'>Ahhh .. I had a nice long sleep last nite &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434442_GOrbyawnz.gif"&gt; It was refreshing &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432119_GOrbgood.gif"&gt; I think I'm feeling better now .. for those who were concerned .. thankz .. I think I'm not gonna bother so much any more .. So long as I am happy .. anything goes .. for those who wana join me in being happy .. there's always space in my little joy ride .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062431986_GOrbdrive.gif"&gt; Life's to short to worry too much .. Like a friend once said to me .. Life is like a train .. friends get on and some get off .. those who you think will leave may stay on till the end .. and yet those you think will stay may leave instead .. I can't control where they get on or off .. but all i can do is to ensure that this train will keep on going till the very end .. thats my theory for now &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432119_GOrbgood.gif"&gt; I'll try and make up for the mistakes i've made rather then sit here and whine about it all day .. thanks for torlerating the previous two posts .. I had to get it off before my chest actually explodes .. Once again .. thanks to those who tried to make me feel better &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062679398_GOrbconsole.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough of all those .. back to the blog proper .. I'M GETTING A DIGI CAM TIS COMING MONDAY &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062682592_GOrbfoto.gif"&gt; !!!! WHOOO HOO !!! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062508778_GOrbw00t.gif"&gt; Here is a pic of how it will look like .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.ac1.yimg.com/i9.ac.yahoo.com/users/0/7/3/3/ney_isit-thumb-1054818307.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062502317_GOrbhappi.gif"&gt; one of my wish wants coming true .. now i can upgrade my webshots &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062682592_GOrbfoto.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062508778_GOrbw00t.gif"&gt; Great&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106343480581609959?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106343480581609959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106343480581609959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106343480581609959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106343480581609959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/awaken.html' title='Awaken'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106337970946567690</id><published>2003-09-12T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T23:15:09.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day gone</title><content type='html'>Yet another day of mindless idling at home again .. has any ever had their life stolen from them before ? .. not as in death or spiritual stuff .. but as in your daily life .. attention .. your presence .. the need for your existance .. -sigh- its natural i guess for someone to feel this way when he is lonely .. i mean .. its not easy as it is being the only child of the family .. not to mention not having childhood friends you can voice your problems to .. or play with or to look you up for no reason .. tat was one of the minor things i yearn through my growing up .. at first i had loads of attention and they came from my two younger cousins .. being gers didn't stop them from playing with me and tagging alone with me wherever i went .. they were truely precious to me and still is .. but they had to leave for australia when i was in secondary 1 .. it felt like i've lost my very own sisters .. and well .. from cousins .. now they are my god sisters .. when they were around .. i would always look forward to the weekends cause they'll without fail come to my place to play with me or even stay overnight .. we had loads of fun and i enjoyed being the chief of the pack .. those were the days long gone .. i even remember times where i would hide in small corners and set up surprizes for them just before they arrived .. and when i was in primary school .. i would buy the 50c Vitagen and keep the free toy that came with it for them .. haha .. and i'll come up with all sort of ways to play with it .. -sigh- almost my entire childhood revolved around them .. and now .. its been about 4 yrs since i last saw them .. this year end i am planning to head down to aus alone to visit them for a month but the only thing that holds me back is the exams .. i think i'm gonna set myself this temporary goal for now .. to pass my yr end exams and book that ticket down to aus and see them again .. damn i sure miss them and i'm not gonna let a mere exam take that away from me .. i can't let that happen .. this is my promise to them .. a promise i have to keep for the people i love ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062680497_GOrbkickcan.gif"&gt; Bored&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106337970946567690?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106337970946567690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106337970946567690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106337970946567690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106337970946567690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/another-day-gone.html' title='Another day gone'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106330237527784344</id><published>2003-09-11T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T13:34:12.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porcupine</title><content type='html'>As I was walking home today .. I had alot of things running in my head .. I decided to take a detour from my normal route home and walk down along thing canal take leads to the other road .. It was a really long stretch .. Haizz .. I needed that walk .. It made me question myself .. About my life .. About friends .. About my family .. and me .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the past few years of my life .. I've pretty much screwed up everything that I had .. I was almost given everything a boy ever wanted .. friends .. laughter .. togetherness of a family .. but now .. I'm losing them one by one .. and its not their fault that they are gone .. it never was .. I was the cause of it i realised .. I always seem to be very hostile when I don't have things in the perfect image tat i dream about .. i complain so much about stuff I never have and i forget what i've already got .. life doesn't suck .. i do .. i always seem to have this needles around me and in my words .. i always seem to prick everyone who cares of me .. i even told my dad once tat he sucked at being a dad .. all because he hid his feelings from me and put on this show .. i was an ass .. and i knew i never meant that .. i never thought it hurt him so much .. those words .. such pain .. i was an idiot .. i think i suck at being a son .. he is the best dad i ever had .. the onie dad i ever had .. i prick my love ones mindlessly and yet i can call myself sensitive .. wat crap .. i expect too much out of life .. my life .. i often tell this fren of mine .. there is no such thing as a perfect world out there .. yet inside me .. i was secretly looking for it .. i am one of those victims of perfection .. but when i can't get perfection .. i always seem to put on a show and make it seem tat i haf tat perfection .. lies .. all lies .. i'm nothing but a clown .. always puting on a show .. a fake smile .. so much so tat even when u frown .. no one knows .. A porcupine will raise its spikes and protect itself when it feels threathened .. i am tat porcupine .. when my idea of a perfect life is threathened .. i start pricking everyone with my words ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite i walked down that lane .. that path .. its now my "wu ci lu" which in english i think is spikeless road .. i'll walk there often from now on .. it gives me a chance to think about stuff .. make me come to my senses .. make me see life in a different view .. tat is my path ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062655178_GOrbRaincloud.gif"&gt; x&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106330237527784344?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106330237527784344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106330237527784344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106330237527784344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106330237527784344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/porcupine.html' title='Porcupine'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106320644711347905</id><published>2003-09-10T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T23:07:41.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushing Tomorrow's Last Test !!</title><content type='html'>Will update tomorrow .. Wish me luck -crossed fingers- CHIONG AR !! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062438484_GOrbsadist.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062504219_GOrbread.gif"&gt; Study&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106320644711347905?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106320644711347905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106320644711347905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106320644711347905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106320644711347905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/rushing-tomorrows-last-test.html' title='Rushing Tomorrow&apos;s Last Test !!'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106307750102249374</id><published>2003-09-09T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T11:18:21.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshed !</title><content type='html'>I finally had a good sleep last nite and the dream-maker threw in a free dream too.. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062677367_GOrbSmile.gif"&gt; I was alittle sick last nite .. catching the flu and all .. but now i'm better and ready to hit the books ! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062504219_GOrbread.gif"&gt; Last nite i did something reali embarrassing .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062679291_GOrbpaiseh.gif"&gt; kinda told a fren something which normal frenz shdn't tell .. let alone online frenz .. ArgH ! .. Stupid me .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432039_GOrbfwapz.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets not dwell on tat .. Check out my Muse Player !! Whoo hoooo !! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062742373_GOrbmusic.gif"&gt; I'm gonna change the song like maybe once a week or as and when i feel like .. but it would mostly be cool rock songs &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062488115_GOrbrock.gif"&gt; Oh and my linkz corner is up .. As you can see there are only 2 right now but It'll populate soon I guess .. If ya wan me to link u up jus drop me a tag wif ur url on it and i'll do the rest .. Enjoy the Muse !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432904_GOrbjump.gif"&gt; Energetic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106307750102249374?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106307750102249374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106307750102249374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106307750102249374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106307750102249374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/refreshed.html' title='Refreshed !'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106300546063087748</id><published>2003-09-08T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T15:18:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddah has a blood coth leg now</title><content type='html'>Reason ? .. Cos i hugged really tight last nite (think straight please) .. I actually panicked last nite at about 11 something after returning from the wedding dinner i had to attend and was really straining every cell in my brain to read my notes .. but it didn't really work cos i kinda had abit wine at the dinner .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062506465_GOrbbooze.gif"&gt; .. Dun worry I ain't turning into a drunken alcohol freak .. Plus I only had half a glass .. Purely just for fun of it .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432904_GOrbjump.gif"&gt; But it was like hell last night .. I nearly died &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062430181_GOrbRIP.gif"&gt; Cos I had a nose block and I couldn't concentrate on the notes, so i decided to take a nap and wake at 4.30am to study .. I lied down at 1am and the nose block thing got worst (becos I got sinus) and plus my eyes won't close .. Perfect time to have sleeping problems &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432039_GOrbfwapz.gif"&gt; So I turned off my aircon to help my nose alittle and went to bed &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062742115_GOrbkoonz.gif"&gt; .. Manage to sleep at about 3+ i think .. Then around 4.16am .. MY ALARM  CLOCK RANG !!! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434305_GOrbstun.gif"&gt; I jumped out of bed cos it was damn loud and I was practically running around my room looking for the damn thing .. After that I went back to bed .. Can't even open my eyes now .. Then I woke at 8am with droopy eyes and all and went to study again .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434442_GOrbyawnz.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all those excitement last night I would have hoped that what I studied would appear in the test right ? .. WRONG ! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432039_GOrbfwapz.gif"&gt; All the formula questions everyone expected didn't appear at ALL ! (except for one MCQ but that doesn't count) I mean what the hell .. Although to some extend its good but to think i suffered so much last nite and I get this ? Damn it I better pass for this paper .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062427112_GOrbangry.gif"&gt; My next paper is on Wednesday so I can breathe alittle easy for now .. Till then I better find a solution to this damn sleeping problem .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062742373_GOrbmusic.gif"&gt; Musicy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106300546063087748?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106300546063087748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106300546063087748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106300546063087748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106300546063087748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/buddah-has-blood-coth-leg-now.html' title='Buddah has a blood coth leg now'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106291909613187500</id><published>2003-09-07T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T15:19:06.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogspot Outtage</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's blogspot outtage was a killer .. practically cannot enter .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432039_GOrbfwapz.gif"&gt; I tell you .. when i got into blogging, I never expected that not blogging for a day was so irritating .. Its like not having your undies on .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062506478_GOrbthinking.gif"&gt; Well anyway I didn't take any photos of the nite study trip cause no one brought camera and i still haven got one so .. too bad .. but it was alrite I guess .. didn't really get much facts in and I guess we won't be boozing anytime soon ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had to go help my "uncle" (uncle by relation but looks more like a bro cos he is young) open doors for his tea ceremony of his wedding .. It was really interesting looking at all my grand aunts discussing loudly about how the proper ritual of the ceremony should be .. It was so fun looking at the bride and groom who were like clueless about the whole thing, just following orders of the elders .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062428806_GOrbjester.gif"&gt; God i hope my future wedding wouldn't be so farnie .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062439046_GOrbsleepy.gif"&gt; Sleepy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106291909613187500?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106291909613187500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106291909613187500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106291909613187500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106291909613187500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/blogspot-outtage.html' title='Blogspot Outtage'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106274905302218086</id><published>2003-09-05T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T15:19:20.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning The Mid Nite Oil</title><content type='html'>As you know, 2nite i'll be heading down with a few of my classmates for our overnite study.. but this time round we are doing it with a twist.. WE ARE GOING TO BOOZE WHILE STUDYING !!! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062506465_GOrbbooze.gif"&gt; we'll be bringing our own alcohol there and booze while we discuss .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062428718_GOrbhumoured.gif"&gt; wana test if mixing alcohol with study will induce a power up in results .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062746835_GOrbChemist.gif"&gt; Well i will be studying nevertheless cause still got loads more to cover .. I'll try and take some pictures of our little "experiment" and show you how it went .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062682592_GOrbfoto.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway .. I've got this fishtank in my room .. Its about 1 ft by 2 ft i think .. and i've got all those small fishes with black spots and stripes on them .. Just now my dad brought back 4 guppies and wanted to give me 2 of them to put in my tank .. but once i drop them into the tank .. ALL THE OTHER FISHES ATTACKED THEIR TAILS &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434305_GOrbstun.gif"&gt;!! .. poor thing sia .. had to save it out and put in my dad's tank which has lesser aggressive fish.. I din noe i was breeding a bunch of hostile fishes in my room .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432419_GOrbglare.gif"&gt; Dazed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106274905302218086?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106274905302218086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106274905302218086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106274905302218086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106274905302218086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/burning-mid-nite-oil.html' title='Burning The Mid Nite Oil'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106267762952352509</id><published>2003-09-04T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T15:19:49.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Peaceful Day</title><content type='html'>Ahh .. Last nite I finally got to sleep without trouble .. (after not sleeping well for 2days its not surprizing)&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434442_GOrbyawnz.gif"&gt; .. Well just before i went to bed, I was browsing through the Yahoo auctions looking for a cheap yet good digicam &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062682592_GOrbfoto.gif"&gt; but sad to say.. none meets my requirements.. Just so you know, my requirements are..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="FFCC66"&gt;Resolution: At least 2.1 Mega pixel&lt;br /&gt;LCD Display: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Flash: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Video Recording: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Audio: Not neccessary&lt;br /&gt;Size: Compact but Holdable&lt;br /&gt;Memory: 8 - 10 MB or more&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that my standards are high but well .. if you wana get a digicam .. might as well get one that will last in trend and function rite ?&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062430246_GOrbangel.gif"&gt; .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. MST is next week and I'll have to go back to my books &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062654601_GOrboverload.gif"&gt; .. Oh btw .. I'll be goin over to Changi Airport tomolo nite to study till daybreaks .. Its kinda like a tradition for me before the exams .. started back in year 1 with a friend of mine .. Well I'll try and do more upgrades to this blog and to all you bloggies(blog viewers), thankz fer coming and do leave a tag or two to let me know what ya think about this place .. All critics are welcomed .. oh and if ya wan me to add ya into me linkz jus drop it there too .. I'll put it all in once i figure out what else to put in my new link box &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062677367_GOrbSmile.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood:: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062504219_GOrbread.gif"&gt; StuDy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106267762952352509?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106267762952352509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106267762952352509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106267762952352509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106267762952352509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/peaceful-day.html' title='A Peaceful Day'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106257027727041729</id><published>2003-09-03T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T15:20:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at BBDC</title><content type='html'>Oh man .. I tell u .. last nite was hell. I said i'd try and sleep early right ? Yeah .. its was early .. IN THE MORNING !!! &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062506733_GOrbdizzy.gif"&gt; i tried to turn in at about 2 but i end up rolling and tossing and still can't sleep. Two nites in a row .. damn it waz wrong with me .. That seriously gave me doubts if I should go driving this morning or not &lt;font size="1"&gt;(wait knock down people i can forget about driving liao)&lt;/font&gt; but it wasn't as bad as i expected .. In fact, I was pretty good this morning &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432119_GOrbgood.gif"&gt; I did my 1st try of directional change without hitting the curb .. and plus all the other routes that I took was quite smooth &lt;font size="1"&gt;('cept for one or 2 minor hiccups but its wasn't all that bad)&lt;/font&gt; .. Quite surprize it all turned out well and my instructor din't really have much to nag at me this time .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062502317_GOrbhappi.gif"&gt; well with all that done I guess its seriously time to put my driving aside and concentrate on my MST next week .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062431986_GOrbdrive.gif"&gt; New tactic for 2day .. tire myself and see if i can get a good sleep 2nite .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062439046_GOrbsleepy.gif"&gt; Wish me luck !! GANBATTAE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Current Post Mood :: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062508778_GOrbw00t.gif"&gt; SpiRited&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106257027727041729?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106257027727041729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106257027727041729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106257027727041729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106257027727041729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/day-at-bbdc.html' title='A day at BBDC'/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106251000203099032</id><published>2003-09-02T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T21:40:02.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn its cold tonite .. plus i'm wearing sleeveless addidas climacool -Brr- .. as if i'm not cold enuff .. well .. its about 9.30pm now and once again .. i'ven't done much readin .. just abit i guess .. been finding more emoticons for my blog .. tis is bad isn't it &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062506852_GOrbwobby.gif"&gt; .. I noe .. but hey guess wad .. I've stumbled upon a emoticon filled webbie and damn i've found some good ones &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062506031_GOrbhurray.gif"&gt; this being one of the nice ones .. but i've been on the computer like ALL day &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062435428_GOrbcomputer.gif"&gt; and i'm still clueless about this book i have sitting before me &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062431679_GOrbconfused.gif"&gt; .. I'll try and do some serious reading once i've posted this &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062504219_GOrbread.gif"&gt; .. Gonna try and sleep early tonite cos i got driving in the morning at 10 .. so tat means i've got to wake at about .. say 9am &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434442_GOrbyawnz.gif"&gt;... as for the emoticons i've downloaded .. I'll release it slowly so stay tuned if u wana see .. oh before i go .. i'm gonna try leaving a "current post mood" at every end of my posts from now on .. it'll act as a record of my current mood as i don't reali have one that sticks to the post so .. vola ! porblem solved &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062506013_GOrbbow.gif"&gt; Cheerio !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#999999"&gt;Current Post Mood :: &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062504219_GOrbread.gif"&gt; StuDy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106251000203099032?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106251000203099032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106251000203099032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106251000203099032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106251000203099032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/damn-its-cold-tonite.html' title=''/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106248403342265693</id><published>2003-09-02T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T14:37:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434442_GOrbyawnz.gif"&gt; No... I din't jus wake up .. but i'm tired enuff .. din't reali slp well last nite .. maybe its the ghost of guilt tat caused my restlessness cos i din reali study much yest .. well .. woke up at about 10 this morning and once again, i've done some touch ups to my blog .. All but the links part .. got no idea what to put in .. i guess it'll dawn on me sometime .. or i might jus go scout around and see wad bloggers usually put .. but i wun rip ideas off them .. *promise* &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062430246_GOrbangel.gif"&gt; anyway .. still feeling abit dazed thou .. but my pals are calling me for a game now so..&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062438484_GOrbsadist.gif"&gt; maybe i'll be better later .. then maybe i can study ? .. heehee &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062428718_GOrbhumoured.gif"&gt; Well off i go .. good thankz to people who fancy my blog !! and thank u su ann for being my background critic .. YOU ROX &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062488115_GOrbrock.gif"&gt; !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106248403342265693?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106248403342265693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106248403342265693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106248403342265693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106248403342265693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/no.html' title=''/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106243530726805635</id><published>2003-09-02T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T00:55:07.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now wadaya know .. It's past midnite and i'm STILL at it &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432039_GOrbfwapz.gif"&gt; ... and it seems i've accomplished wat i've set aside for next time .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062428718_GOrbhumoured.gif"&gt; ... well thats me .. sometimes even when i know i've got more important stuff to do, i'll always do those which are my interest which are also of less importance &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062428718_GOrbhumoured.gif"&gt; .. Thats another part of Jireh for you &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062432119_GOrbgood.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106243530726805635?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106243530726805635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106243530726805635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106243530726805635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106243530726805635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/now-wadaya-know.html' title=''/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106242410007432612</id><published>2003-09-01T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T00:47:06.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well .. I've done alot of html coding today and it pretty much ate all of my so-called "study time"... Kinda started since the time i posted the last blog all the way till now ... &lt;font size="-2"&gt;(of course i did go for my meals la .. u think i superman ar ?)&lt;/font&gt; Anyway .. It looks pretty alrite i guess .. all tats left now is the mood indicator, the links, some javascripts and my everyday blog .. hope i reali can keep this thing going as i'm not reali known for continuing stuff tat i start alone .. &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/rehreh/1062434442_GOrbyawnz.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106242410007432612?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106242410007432612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106242410007432612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106242410007432612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106242410007432612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/well.html' title=''/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752597.post-106238297581185133</id><published>2003-09-01T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T21:24:38.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just started this new bloggy today. Kinda got inspired by Aidi last nite after helping her fix her blog problems. Now I've decided to try out blogging ! Hahaha .. As lame as it sounds .. It might be fun .. But hey it might prove useful for people who dun reali understand and know me well .. at least now we've all got an alt source to reH's point of view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;reHster's life .. =p&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5752597-106238297581185133?l=rehster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/feeds/106238297581185133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5752597&amp;postID=106238297581185133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106238297581185133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752597/posts/default/106238297581185133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rehster.blogspot.com/2003/09/just-started-this-new-bloggy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>reH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076717339616029893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8dhjaKhYUQg/R_ZTz74qPpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9OObEGhr0V0/S220/n572620655_1580.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
