<?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-2248331751233885710</id><updated>2011-12-01T07:45:56.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My World..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-3140343003910518822</id><published>2011-07-14T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T01:42:26.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buys and No Buys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Man its been a LONG time, and it’s time for Buys and No Buys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoGAD94Rbb4/Th6uqJAoueI/AAAAAAAABEU/xJ6Tk4lNri4/s1600/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 152px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629128623256025570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoGAD94Rbb4/Th6uqJAoueI/AAAAAAAABEU/xJ6Tk4lNri4/s320/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Watched a really nice movie recently with a really nice girl, called HELLO GHOST! Oops that is the name of the movie :p (Sup Gaga!!) It’s a beautiful Korean comedy, with lots of laughter (they are so talented of making comedy out of everyday life scenes), good acting, and a nice twist! Yes, it really makes u go… “OHHHHH now I see what the movie means.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVQQE8znaAA/Th6uqjoJ39I/AAAAAAAABEc/9jJC2ZLuRqc/s1600/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 155px; HEIGHT: 147px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629128630401097682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVQQE8znaAA/Th6uqjoJ39I/AAAAAAAABEc/9jJC2ZLuRqc/s320/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I am officially a Aikido blue belt as I passed that day :P Yes it’s a while ago, but still, my journey is a nice feel good story. The psychomotor deficit person, me, actually still can pass a martial arts exam :p Well, to recap the day, I woke up early, found out the place was real near my house, MOONSTONE LANE (World of Warcraft inspired no doubt), had a good warm up, had a good partner (really appreciate u, Mr Iforgotyourname) and wayang-ed the hell by bumping like a wrestling jobber. And I did it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2E-PW-LgfKs/Th6vTdwZmPI/AAAAAAAABFk/nl5hQ9NAWbQ/s1600/istockphoto_12000247-no-money-symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 132px; HEIGHT: 118px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629129333199706354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2E-PW-LgfKs/Th6vTdwZmPI/AAAAAAAABFk/nl5hQ9NAWbQ/s320/istockphoto_12000247-no-money-symbol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: My leg, unfortunately was injured since that day, and now recovering. But there is still a long road bcos it still hurts here and there, and I still can’t walk around (the single most bo liao thing I like to do) as far as I want, much less jog and basketball . Maybe it’s all those miles of walking in Europe and Taiwan that has finally caught up on me? Maybe its those army route marches? Maybe it was climbing the locked toilet cubicle and landing awkwardly, before realizing it wasn’t locked? (Please forget I wrote this). We’ll see how this goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SuOUjuDgEE/Th6ursYb5mI/AAAAAAAABE0/0uQSVhYkdvU/s1600/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; HEIGHT: 138px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629128649930958434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SuOUjuDgEE/Th6ursYb5mI/AAAAAAAABE0/0uQSVhYkdvU/s320/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It was a nice feeling to be back in NUS for a short while on Saturday. In a way, I felt I never had closure fully with that place where I spent 3 memorable years. To be honest, I was very overwhelmed with emotions (yes keep laughing) when I saw the newly grad youngsters, and it really brought me back to my own commencement. I also took a hike to YIH, and took the bus out through Science Fac.. man…. Time to cry somewhere :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SuOUjuDgEE/Th6ursYb5mI/AAAAAAAABE0/0uQSVhYkdvU/s1600/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; HEIGHT: 138px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629128649930958434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SuOUjuDgEE/Th6ursYb5mI/AAAAAAAABE0/0uQSVhYkdvU/s320/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: The reason I went was of cos to see Gaga in her Harry Potter uniform! And yes, after wandering around for some time, I finally saw Hermoine Granger herself, and we took photos, and I gave her the sky lantern I bought for her in Taiwan. And she smiled and laughed. Yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2E-PW-LgfKs/Th6vTdwZmPI/AAAAAAAABFk/nl5hQ9NAWbQ/s1600/istockphoto_12000247-no-money-symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 132px; HEIGHT: 114px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629129333199706354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2E-PW-LgfKs/Th6vTdwZmPI/AAAAAAAABFk/nl5hQ9NAWbQ/s320/istockphoto_12000247-no-money-symbol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: Went drinking with my new buddy Kelvin at the place I call “The Thai disco above East Coast Mac” and for all the fun (for which he pay everything LOL, thus I forgave him for LEAVING ME ALONE TO GO HOME HIMSELF) and cute Thai girls and high-ness of just dunking liquid and playing games together; this is No buys cos.. I almost did not make it back home. Seriously, I was probably a glass or two away from being spotted the next morning by the cleaner at Mac. Haha.. but it was a good experience, knowing your limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 130px; HEIGHT: 104px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629129336975192242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcwPXJUGA2Q/Th6vTr0i8LI/AAAAAAAABF0/cpdlu2K_9uU/s320/istockphoto_12000247-no-money-symbol.jpg" /&gt; Pop quiz -Should you decide its time to delete someone from Facebook if in front of you, the person can’t recognize you at all and thinks u are a stranger, and asks you something as if u are a stranger? Well, that’s what happened at the carnival. No hard feelings, I just never maintained contact with the person ever since last year when I acted as Buddha (stop laughing) at one skit. But still, quite a WTH moment it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--r9qQmRlEeE/Th6vT7h9GJI/AAAAAAAABF8/zHBGDsDouDg/s1600/istockphoto_12000247-no-money-symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 132px; HEIGHT: 102px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629129341192181906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--r9qQmRlEeE/Th6vT7h9GJI/AAAAAAAABF8/zHBGDsDouDg/s320/istockphoto_12000247-no-money-symbol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: There’s this fingerprint scanning system at work, and boy is it the pain in an ass! I have only been here 1 month plus, and I probably lead the organization in the ALL TIME category of “No. of failed fingerprint scans” and “Longest queue of people accumulated behind you as you keep failing to pass the scanning”! This week, I had enough though, and even though the HR girl herself saw my amazing feats in person, they still wanted me to re-do the scanning recording.. and I think I practically proved that I had no fingerprints as even the computer gave up on me, before they finally gave a password instead.. LOL. Well, add this to my list of useless X-men abilities like “Being able to break a bubble tea plastic cup by dropping it” or “Knocking down a CPU by just turning and having my hind leg touch it”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEjeM3rczWo/Th6urDnA9_I/AAAAAAAABEk/Z8vGh5G6tTc/s1600/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 154px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629128638986254322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEjeM3rczWo/Th6urDnA9_I/AAAAAAAABEk/Z8vGh5G6tTc/s320/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: Met the gang on Saturday too and it was great chilling out… and we had Yuna from SNSD with us….. HUH? Wait that’s Weiling! :P She suddenly changed her look that’s why! We went to play video games, and we did the Crazy rabbits thing, Guitar hero, Super Smash Bros (PIKACHU!) and the Wii sports! We also, finally met Marcus’ GF Jane.. who as I told him, looked like Fish Leong.. to which he said, “But Fish Leong is not chio -.-“ LOL. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Am1jPkU3e5Y/Th6vUM8ziuI/AAAAAAAABGE/oekApw3ejro/s1600/istockphoto_12000247-no-money-symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 132px; HEIGHT: 108px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629129345868204770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Am1jPkU3e5Y/Th6vUM8ziuI/AAAAAAAABGE/oekApw3ejro/s320/istockphoto_12000247-no-money-symbol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: My friend from office has quit, and its quite a blow. Granted, I knew she had issues, but I never it was that deep. And the thing is, she is just such a nice person that in my 27 years, I only have seen a handful of people with such personalities. And she is the only Singaporean. She was really still functioning ok till last week, where suddenly it just seemed she would jump. And things just went downhill. Hope she is fine, and that I will see her soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEjeM3rczWo/Th6urDnA9_I/AAAAAAAABEk/Z8vGh5G6tTc/s1600/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 154px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629128638986254322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEjeM3rczWo/Th6urDnA9_I/AAAAAAAABEk/Z8vGh5G6tTc/s320/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: Go! Carnival was this past Sunday, and I had a good time there . I was helping in the booth called Peace of alphabet (Get it? :P). In the beginning, we were helping out to lelong customers. And well, its not easy, even with my looks :P Of course, I also went to do the pressing of computers, and giving out prizes, and it was busy fun as at afternoon, there was a damn big crowd! I really didn’t expect to see so many people, but it was good to hopefully help people to learn a little more about peace (though I doubt it as people kind of figured out that the topic “peace activities” was a lot easier to guess answers than “peace quotes”. -.-) Anyway, good day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-3140343003910518822?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3140343003910518822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/buys-and-no-buys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3140343003910518822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3140343003910518822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/buys-and-no-buys.html' title='Buys and No Buys'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoGAD94Rbb4/Th6uqJAoueI/AAAAAAAABEU/xJ6Tk4lNri4/s72-c/dollar-sign-in-lightbulb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-4947163251959067268</id><published>2011-03-22T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:34:13.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Pop lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Title: Fake Pop lyrics Hi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gonna invent some pop lyrics to illustrate some stuff!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe it now, oh it was so long ago &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;12 years ago, WWE star Chris Jericho debuted from the company, cutting a classic speech on fellow star The Rock. It was a good 10 mins I will always remember from my delinquent times =D See below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However, one thing that kind of stuck was The Rock mentioning something called KY JELLY. It was supposed to be a play at Jericho's nickname which was Y2J which in turn was a play on the Y2K bug. It sounded cool.. but what stuck was that I never knew what it meant, and why it was supposed to be funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its not that I keep thinking of it, but every few years it will just pop up in my mind randomly. Like the girl whom u thought liked u but then suddenly one day just disappeared as if from this Earth. Sure it happened 10 years ago (Every guy has experienced this), and u have moved on, and some mysteries are meant to never be solved, but it would be cool if u knew right! Just to get some closure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well.. one day I finally realised KY Jelly is "a lubricant that can be used with condoms". And I found it in a medical cabinet in my office's clinic. No wonder it was supposed to be funny. So there, just like that, the wait is over! =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think we got this feeling, but I really wanna get to know ya.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well I just heard my CEO mouth that if we are to hire someone, we actually check their facebook first. And yes, someone whose facebook had a lot fucks and CBs.. apparently was deemed too bad a person to work here. WOW. If this doesn't show HOW IMPORTANT FACEBOOK IS, I don't know what does. But that aside, to me, its not only wrong, it is also ridiculously absurb. I mean, what's next, are we gonna be bugged and have micro-cameras the side of beetles on us, so that our bosses can see what we are like IN OUR PERSONAL LIFE through HDTVs?? YES, FACEBOOK IS PERSONAL. Yes, we do add our colleagues and bosses even, but WE ALL KNOW THAT TALKING ABOUT WORK IS DISCOURAGED (Read: Will lead to your sacking), so we won't write about work, so whats the fucking point of reading our facebooks?? Bcos u want to see what we are like in PERSONAL LIFE right? If u wanna see it for kicks, fine, no one is stopping u, but if u wanna use what we are like in PERSONAL LIFE to judge WHO WE POTENTIALLY ARE AS WORKERS... I don't know what to say. Except, remember to keep all your info private except to friends. Such potential employers should be ashamed of themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're not who I thought you were, and now I am so confused&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I must say that I really am impressed by my insurance agent, who made the effort to come by taxi, pass me a diary, and talk about personal things. I was fully expecting a sales pitch, but no, it didn't happen except for a few sentences at the very end. Now, of cos the long term goal is still to make business from me, but she said she was going to pass me the book, and that is exactly what she did. Nothing else. Since when does this happen? I have been in numerous business situations where people tell u one thing and basically reveal that they are fucking lying to your face when something else happens 2 seconds later. Hell, it happens in non business situations where people tell u something, and in the end it is so obvious that it is for their own agenda, and they are just being nice to get u to agree. Non insurance people can be so insurance like to u, yet the real insurance agent actually bothers to honour her word and be sincere to u. Suprising. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what I will still love you so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One day I was skipping past the stretch btw Serangoon and Kovan, and I decided to take a little KLKK session in Upper Serangoon Shopping Centre, also known affectionately as UPPER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It has definitely seen better days I can tell you, but that is also a testament to how important I used to perceive it to be. Because back in the day, when we were so young and free, THIS WAS THE BEST COMMONLY VISITED HANGOUT.. BECAUSE OF THE PIRATED GAME SHOP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yup, I took a little walk there too, hoping to maybe catch a glimpse of the shop owner who we called "Uncle" (What else) but nope, shop closed. Ahh.. memories of cramming into it aka like cramming into MRTs at Jurong East, testing out the games, looking at game magazines, telling the uncle quietly (as if we risked getting caught by the police there and then), and him smiling and whipping out the pirated games in pirated wrappers, selling at $4.00 a piece.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Other fond memories include visiting the arcade to take on Marvel vs Street Fighter, and going to the comic shop as well.. and going numerous times to another game shop, sometimes making a trip from home just to go there to buy the old WWF video game.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So it was a bit sad seeing it so run down (though it was already run down 10 yrs ago..) but the memories did bring a smile to me then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh... baby.. leave the memories alone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well.. if u remember about Ric Flair, u will know that he is one of the biggest wrestling stars of all time... and he retired in 08 in dazzling fashion! Because of his legendary status, the WWE staged a huge show on TV, a hearfelt and teary tribute to a veteran of the industry, watched by millions. Though its a TV show, no one can say that the people didn't feel the way they portrayed on camera, bcos it was real to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, a similar thing happened last year.. a long standing member of our organisation, decided to go back to his birth country, and move on after 10 yrs with us. Same as with Flair, our organisation had a tribute session, with videos, songs, dances, speeches, flowers, tears and parting words of farewell. Hell, I barely knew him but I was one of the performers and it was damn real to me. As far as I know, no one had ever received such a sendoff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, guess what, HE'S COMING BACK! And the similarity to Flair is that Ric Flair ALSO RETURNED TO WRESTLING (although in another company) within 2 years! And this guy took less than 6 months! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now, its his choice, no disrespect, but I really wonder what happened. Its not an easy decision to want to move to another country and leave people whom you knew for a decade, to start anew.. and now to come all the way back? How long did he even spend in that country? How long did it take to change his mind while he was there? 3 minutes? 1 minute? 5 seconds? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;END! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-4947163251959067268?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4947163251959067268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/fake-pop-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/4947163251959067268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/4947163251959067268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/fake-pop-lyrics.html' title='Fake Pop lyrics'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-836939349302084771</id><published>2011-03-14T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:20:09.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies this year pt 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Movies this year pt 1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome back! Last year wasn't bad in movies, Inception though disappointing, was a spectacle, hollywood delivered hits like Iron man, Taipei exchanges was the sleeper of the year for me, and of cos we got THE BEST ANIMATED FILM EVER, TOY STORY3!!! Will this year be cool? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gulliver's Travels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQKKHPKn4Rg/TYBCkva928I/AAAAAAAABD4/T7yvBvKjSOY/s1600/gullivers_travels_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584536736911711170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQKKHPKn4Rg/TYBCkva928I/AAAAAAAABD4/T7yvBvKjSOY/s320/gullivers_travels_movie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought there was a lot of nice stuff going on. Black is awesome as the loveable loser/underachiever/but guy with big heart character which he tends to play. The classic by the way, was a sad story, but the movie took the whole thing, threw it into the recycle machine, and re-invented it into a modern setting with LOTS of pop culture references (Gulliver of the opera? Gavatar? Gulliver in Titanic and Star Wars? Win. Win. Win), and it achieved what it is supposed to: To entertain. Despite the formulatic happenings, the movie delivered a nice good vs evil showdown, and the theme of "A person is measured by the size of his heart." Good stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gulliver: There are no small jobs, just small people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: A-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tangled&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kCYbbL52ax0/TYBCjo-9fCI/AAAAAAAABDY/JHssgUXqDtY/s1600/watch-tangled-online.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584536718003764258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kCYbbL52ax0/TYBCjo-9fCI/AAAAAAAABDY/JHssgUXqDtY/s320/watch-tangled-online.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another remake of a classic story.. and it was some nice stuff too. Again, it is what u expect out of disney, a handsome guy, a babe, a sidekick (the horse), an evil-doer (witch); lots of musical like singing, guy and girl bicker and end up in love, and their love overcomes the evil etc... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought a few parts were more special; the bar scene which was suprisingly cheerful, the singing in the streets of the kingdom, the rescue scenes. However, what the show really could have done was to create a more interesting villan. The witch could have made a nice anti-villan, a good woman deep down who is forced to do evil things, but instead she just became a bad woman who all along wanted to do evil things aka a witch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And can someone's hair really grow that long?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Witch: Look at the mirror, Rapunzel. I see a beautiful, confident, strong young lady. Oh, and there's you too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shaolin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DMO-TXgtz6M/TYBCj4JaSFI/AAAAAAAABDg/Bn1tVsQN1D0/s1600/50a81a89shaolin2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584536722074126418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DMO-TXgtz6M/TYBCj4JaSFI/AAAAAAAABDg/Bn1tVsQN1D0/s320/50a81a89shaolin2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I had high expectations. This is the sort of story that writes itself; u know, villan turned hero, redemption, triumph of the human spirit etc. Sad that it didn't really happen the way I envisioned in the show. Nonetheless, the fighting was nice, the comedy was there, and of cos u could still feel the epic battle of good vs evil, u knew what was going on and where the show was going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT, the biggest disappointment was that TOO MANY PEOPLE DIED. Like, EVERYONE. Even though the bad guys were vanquished, the biggest baddie lived; no doubt to live with guilt over his sins, but that doesn't make up for every single good guy dying. And more so, the way it was done was unnecessary. People were just killed one after another till u could see a scene and predict who will die next, and it just made me feel sick after 2 hours of my emotional investment turn into a massarce. Nicholas Tse also, for some reason, didn't click as the main villain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andy Lau (To Nicholas Tse): 回头吧，你拥有的远远超过你需要的。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Da Xiao Jian Hu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kpj4VZIr_qc/TYBCj5DoriI/AAAAAAAABDo/k76Mb-s_Tg0/s1600/00188b8306cf0ea72b0a0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584536722318339618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kpj4VZIr_qc/TYBCj5DoriI/AAAAAAAABDo/k76Mb-s_Tg0/s320/00188b8306cf0ea72b0a0c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently, this was a big hit in China. It's not fair for me, a non China man, to judge; its like asking a China man to watch Money No Enough and appreciate it. With that said, LIFE IS NOT FAIR. So I am just gonna say, sorry, I did not like it. I don't know what to say too.. there is no plot, no action, and nothing noteworthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean it wasn't bad comedy like Scary Movie or what.. but I just didn't know what the hell they were saying. Half the time, characters would be speaking in VERY WEIRD MANDARIN, almost unrecognisable, and the other half was full of really "Meant to be funny" scenes, which only kids would laugh. Like, the guy does a kick, and his shoe flies all the way and sticks on the enemy's face, or someone shouts to the heavens about his grievances and challenges heaven and then gets struck by lightning and falls down a cliff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos, if u were watching for Xiao Xiao Bin, u can forget it. He appears in like 1 minute.. and its totally pointless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry no quote, can't be bothered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cyrano Agency &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwy4LkAEOBM/TYBEBj96itI/AAAAAAAABEA/2leWNvRe2_o/s1600/no-strings-attached.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-doNhjxpElk4/TYBCkJGHTyI/AAAAAAAABDw/dTk-dwPH4RY/s1600/250px-Cyrano_Agency-p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584536726623702818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-doNhjxpElk4/TYBCkJGHTyI/AAAAAAAABDw/dTk-dwPH4RY/s320/250px-Cyrano_Agency-p2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I liked this show. Not my fav Korean movie ever (though I dont have one), but its unique enough. The kind of quirky Korean rom-com u know? It has a nice plot (theatre group like agency which helps u get love, every step of the way), cute processes (every step = engineering meetings and making u memorize scripts and artificially creating romantic contexts) and a nice twist halfway (boss realizes his client is in love with his ex). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So hence it all builds up to a boonzana where the girl has to decide if she really loves the client guy; while bossman decides TO DO THE RIGHT THING and help them out. And in true wacky Korean fashion, the climax is romantic yet absurd, touching yet LOL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Narrator: We don't love because we trust, but we trust because we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No Strings Attached&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwy4LkAEOBM/TYBEBj96itI/AAAAAAAABEA/2leWNvRe2_o/s1600/no-strings-attached.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584538331564903122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwy4LkAEOBM/TYBEBj96itI/AAAAAAAABEA/2leWNvRe2_o/s320/no-strings-attached.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can be described in 2 words: Fuck Buddies. Ahhh... how nice. Anyway, its a US rom-com too, and it does what rom-coms do.. create laughs and in the end people get into true love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought there was a lot to like. Aston Kutcher was hot (even to a guy yes), Natalie WAS FUCKING ADORABLE (hard to believe she also acted in Black Swan), the supporting cast was good; the jokes, although too explicit, was also good, the loveeeeeee felt genuine (as in, u really wanted them to get together), and I must say, it is the first non-porn show ever, to blatantly show people doing sex without showing the vital parts. I mean, it really took u all the way from step 1 to the end... like I said.. TOO EXPLICIT! (Are u sure this was M-18) But I loved it. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adam (to Emma): I'm warning you, if you take one step closer, I am never letting you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Red Riding Hood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRU17AVu5YU/TYBECVRzLSI/AAAAAAAABEI/6NQUSx-eIwo/s1600/red-riding-hood-wallpaper-05-650x406.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584538344801643810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRU17AVu5YU/TYBECVRzLSI/AAAAAAAABEI/6NQUSx-eIwo/s320/red-riding-hood-wallpaper-05-650x406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I must commend the poster first... very artistic, and makes u go "hmmm this show seems cool". It means, it does its job.. wanting to attract u to watch! Surprising how little posters can do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I won't say its a great show, and a part of me was expecting a trainwreck, but it was far from it. It was not bad actually, again u had hot guys and girls, u had unintentional comedy, suspense, u had really nice cheorographed scenes, and u had a nice setting (between middle ages and renaissance- but why were there black guys and asian guy speaking PERFECT ENGLISH? And they aren't supposed to live in this era in this setting too!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I must say, the payoff wasn't really there, there were giant plot holes, but I think till that point, it didn't really matter, as the audience, I could live with it. Duno if that is a good thing though. But its worth a watch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Valerie: Oh Grandma, what big eyes u have! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grandma: The better to see u with, darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE END! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-836939349302084771?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/836939349302084771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/movies-this-year-pt-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/836939349302084771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/836939349302084771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/movies-this-year-pt-1.html' title='Movies this year pt 1'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQKKHPKn4Rg/TYBCkva928I/AAAAAAAABD4/T7yvBvKjSOY/s72-c/gullivers_travels_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-330695064358878944</id><published>2011-03-06T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T01:12:57.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>미워도 좋아</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: 미워도 좋아&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a korean song, called, Hate and Love you. Here's the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you really going to be like that?&lt;br /&gt;Are you really leaving?&lt;br /&gt;There was no indication of this.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you suddenly doing this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell﻿ me it's not true&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you were lying&lt;br /&gt;Smile and talk like you used to.&lt;br /&gt;Just do that for me.&lt;br /&gt;How could you do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see you're pushing me away,&lt;br /&gt;we might really be breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people like you.&lt;br /&gt;I﻿ don't want someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who left me crying.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I hate you, I like you&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don't want you, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Because no matter what I do, I'll love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do whatever you order me to.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be angry or complain.&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll stay with﻿ me,&lt;br /&gt;That's all I need to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people like you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who left me crying.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I hate you, I like you&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don't want you, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Because no matter what﻿ I do, I'll love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A girl like me...&lt;br /&gt;can't let go of love easily.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you left me so coldly.&lt;br /&gt;I still will not forget, I still will want to wait.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what anyone says, you're my man...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm your girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos I am not in such an extreme situation with complicated love, but feelings are, after all, not straightforward. You know why people who really care about each other can have very dsyfunctional relationships? Bcos feelings are complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you like someone, whatever they do, becomes magnified. And whatever happens, it tends to become very personal to you emotionally. And really, liking is actually very linked to hating too haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U like who u like for some reasons, and knowing what u know about them, it makes u happy that they are in your life. Yet maybe its bcos of expectations, of them as people and of how you hope things turn out, that sometimes u feel really lousy too, when things don't go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He or she is special to you bcos of who he or she is, but sometimes you feel hurt cos of them, and you really wish, that things will get an answer; you ask yourself why, and you wish you could ask him or her, to just tell you. Yet at other times, you just look longingly into their photos and smile to yourself, and u realize he or she is just so cute, and then everything is forgiven... until you start thinking again. But it should eventually work out, as u will tell yourself.. and bcos that's how it is isn't it? If you like someone, you will come up with excuses for them, and you will talk yourself into believing things are positive. Bcos that's how special they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could wish that things would be so much simpler if they weren't in your life, yet you also know, that you wouldn't want it any other way. Your life has some sadness, anxiety, worry, anger, frustration, grief, but it also has someone special that gives u hope that something more could be. Someone that makes u look forward to seeing them again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess that's what liking people is about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-330695064358878944?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/330695064358878944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/330695064358878944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/330695064358878944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='미워도 좋아'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-6430484000347908741</id><published>2011-02-28T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T04:31:15.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play by Play moments of HOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Play by Play moments of HOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-H7CHLW4qGk?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a move few expected, the classic theme song HOME was re-released for Total Defence 2011; and brought together 39 artistes, the Singapore All Stars if u will! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U can theoritize (dunno how to spell) abt THE TIMING OF THE RELEASE OF A SONG CALLED HOME... but I am here to break the awesome moments of the MTV.. here we go! I am a sucker for Group-like All Stars songs anyway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0:04: The first recognisable scene looks like an empty gym... but its actually an orchestra! By the way, is there a more puzzling job than a conductor? I mean, every guy in the orchestra has a musical score right? So... does anyone even need to look at the conductor while he is going into seizures? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0:12: The photoshopped words start appearing... not bad.. reminds me of the dumb 22.2.11 words that WWE did in a video hyping the 497th return of the Undertaker.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0:30: I like the wide shot of the orchestra cutting to the person playing the harp! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o:42: And the first person is........... DICK LEE!!! What we have to note about such group songs is 1) The first person is arguably the most important bcos he/she is the one who sets the tone (no pun) for the whole performance. And, 2) The first person TENDS to be someone with a unrecognisable-gender voice. Case in point, the first singer for "We are the world" was freaking Justin Biebier!! Anyway Dick does a decent job, he has the classic Dick Lee "I look as if I am smelling fresh air" face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0:50: Kit Chan!!!! She is soooo not washed up! SHE STILL HAS IT! Very soothing and beautiful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0:58: WHO is tat Planet of the Apes lookalike??? Who is this Man Who Sings Like He Has Throat Cancer? Let's just call him MWSLHHTC. (No disrespect, I am sure he is a legendary Ex-Rocker... at least I hope so.... but please stop smoking!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:04: MWSLHHTC shares the screen btw with another guy who looks like he is wearing a police uniform... fortunately he is in the same screen as MMWSLHHTC.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:06: Taufik!! I still have your first (and only?) album! Nice gek sai style! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:10: I have no idea who that lady is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:15: STEPH SUN!!!!!! Notice also, she gets the first line of the second verse... which has a slower, more emotional tempo??? And, which has the most important (propaganda) line in the whole song: "This is home, truly, where I know I must be". Well, what u expect, she is, THE BIGGEST MUSIC STAR EVER FROM SINGAPORE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:25: After 10 seconds of being lost in Steph Sun.. the next person has a tough act to follow... thankfully she is TANYA!!! A very under-rated musician who has never really been to big time, but I mean, she was writing songs 10 yrs before everyone in Chinese Pop started doing it.. anyway, she holds her own in terms of singing here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:30: OLLLLLLLLLIVIA!!!!!!! I totally forgot abt Steph and Tanya!!! Olivia is just so awesome.... singing in her Olivia style that only Olivia can sing.. from now on, this method of singing will be called THE OLIVIA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:35: The people's champion, Kelvin Tan!!! No disrespect, he has the most unintentionally funny line of "As my senses tell me..." And who is that next to him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:42: Sorry, I just hate the rap from Shiek.. if u wanna see a good rap in Group Songs.. see what Snoop Dogg and co. did in We Are The World... That was the shit... while this, is shit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:50: Stoppppppp the damn rap! I can't hear Jacinta singing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:52: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... SHUT UP......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1:58: Someone playing the piano.. my sis says he is a legendary SG Jazz musician... yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:03: A new verse... and the first singer is JJ LIM (Second biggest star from Singapore)!!! Haha... my theory about Steph Sun sounds correct huh? Very vintage JJ LIM singing..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:06: Apparently this lady sang Holland Village Drama Song... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:12: Hady aka Taufik 2.0.. U do notice that the total screen times of Hady, Taufik and Kelvin.. aka winners of 3 major singing contests... is not much more than the rap part which got 15 seconds? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:17: This Indian lady is the one who acted in Under One Roof? No? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:22: Nice acapela group! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:26: That girl is cute but she doesn't even get a real line.. she was just echoing the previous line! Did I mention that the Rap got 15 seconds? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:28: Joi Chua! Sweet voice!!!!! But I am in love with Olivia still :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:32: Ok 2 ladies... 1 is the one who judged Superstar.. the one who comments on costumes.. and she doesn't sing at all in her part? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:45: Some nice scenes of modern Singapore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:50: AHHHHHHHH DUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!! Which part of China did they find u?? Btw... I am sorry for saying u sang like u had throat cancer last time.. ! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:52: Some dude just did a hip hop free style hand move... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3:00: Nice harmonizing...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3:02: RAP AGAIN!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3:16: Another chorus verse... and its KIT!!! There is always a totem pole, a hierachy, a pecking order, EVEN AMONG ALL STARS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3:20: Rappingzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz in the background .................. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3:26: The recognisable stars get screen shots with fireworks!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3:39: Is that, JIMMY YE LIANG JUN!!!!!!????????? Oh my god!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3:45: Hey Lee Wei Song, or is it Si Song? Anyway, he's like THE songwriter of Singapore, and he is relegated to a 0.4 second appearance, with no singing, and sharing a screen with 3 people.. ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3:50: Would it be cool if Steph Sun and JJ Lim dated??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4:00: Everyone sings on somewhere that looks like the floating platform in YOG! Great ending to a song! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-6430484000347908741?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6430484000347908741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/play-by-play-moments-of-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/6430484000347908741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/6430484000347908741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/play-by-play-moments-of-home.html' title='Play by Play moments of HOME!'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-H7CHLW4qGk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-7056180357561885173</id><published>2011-02-27T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T06:33:40.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Return of the Rrrrrrrs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right, let's break down some recent Right, Really not much Comment, wRong, and Ridiculous things! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBoW4_HVFgs/TXOTAAbXzaI/AAAAAAAABCQ/T325MrO1h4o/s1600/money_right_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580965991566265762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBoW4_HVFgs/TXOTAAbXzaI/AAAAAAAABCQ/T325MrO1h4o/s320/money_right_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why this is a good drama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsTxvV66n-U/TXOSthvDmxI/AAAAAAAABCI/JxUBzWOJdNo/s1600/together-singapore-drama-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580965674089683730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsTxvV66n-U/TXOSthvDmxI/AAAAAAAABCI/JxUBzWOJdNo/s320/together-singapore-drama-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught about 20 min of the old drama "When we are together" cos it was re-playing just b4 the evening news.. and I must say, it is a damn solid show. Now I did not really watch it when it first showed, but u know why I think so now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bcos I always believe that, a good show is one where, u can just switch on the tv and happen to see any random part of any random episode, and u can just get attracted enough to wanna catch the rest of this random episode, w/o having any prior knowledge of what this show is about! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It sounds obvious, but bear in mind that 10 years after the 20th century, entertainment is really different to us. With the revolution of Youtube, Google, Facebook and Twitter (I shall rename that as the Fantastic 4 of the internet, TRADEMARKED BY ME!!), our attention spans have become even shorter than those birds who just land on some spot on the ground, and 2 secs later, they just fly off without even looking around (Then why did they even land?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bcos of the unlimited choice of entertainment, and the ease of getting it, and the fact that u can get it anytime, anywhere now; u need a really damn good show to make someone wanna watch beyond that 5 or 10 second buffer that u have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think abt it. Its so true. But anyway, pops to that show! I never believed a SG show was worth watching since Little Nonya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Greatest Superhero Alliances!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HapvTleqJAI/TXOUMhfy80I/AAAAAAAABCY/IaDzMWf6s0s/s1600/marvel-ultimate-alliance-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580967306113250114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HapvTleqJAI/TXOUMhfy80I/AAAAAAAABCY/IaDzMWf6s0s/s320/marvel-ultimate-alliance-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time, I am back into gaming! And its a 2009 re-run as I am still playing games then, which I couldn't complete! And Marvel Alliance is a good game, which 1 year plus on, I was still stuck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So one day, I decided to dust off the mothballs, and try to beat Hank Pym AGAIN, WHICH I DID!!!!! Woopie!!!!! After defeating that boss character which I had been stuck, the Marvel Alliance freight train has been chugging along, and I think I can beat the game soon!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I just unlocked Green Goblin and Venom!!! Wooooo, Spiderman and his amazing friends de ja vu??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vb3SxaBk2iQ/TXOZSj5RXhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/ByPOivhrE5s/s1600/shit-happens.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580972907394326034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vb3SxaBk2iQ/TXOZSj5RXhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/ByPOivhrE5s/s320/shit-happens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Crazy no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_vSfnvK06I/TXOUzxjtLoI/AAAAAAAABCg/qv0C8hhfrhk/s1600/take-a-smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580967980439514754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_vSfnvK06I/TXOUzxjtLoI/AAAAAAAABCg/qv0C8hhfrhk/s320/take-a-smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, from August around there, to as recent as January, I had been having ONE GIANT CRAPFEST of an emotional problem. It was bad, it was horrible, and it was sucking the life out of me EVERYDAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't say what it is, u can guess if u are smart LOL, but I am really glad to be free.... FREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! Its really great to not spend everyday having to avoid stuff, and feeling crappy.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I must say, its really about your mindset. If u think its that serious, then u will always feel the emotional problem.. but once u focus on other things... actually what u experience is still roughly the same, but how u perceive it changes... of cos easier said than done.. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42mPrcpnfI0/TXOVqfW4ARI/AAAAAAAABCo/dUNXEuV0hrU/s1600/no_comment.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580968920446664978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42mPrcpnfI0/TXOVqfW4ARI/AAAAAAAABCo/dUNXEuV0hrU/s320/no_comment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twilight Zone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VK5EQLgBno/TXOWN8mwIkI/AAAAAAAABCw/72-x1axTD08/s1600/twilight-zone-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580969529593307714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VK5EQLgBno/TXOWN8mwIkI/AAAAAAAABCw/72-x1axTD08/s320/twilight-zone-movie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was on my way to Lavender from Aljunied one day, and when I got onto the train, the freaking announcement said that the train is actually going in the opposite direction! Of cos I checked the scrolling monitor as well as the blinking lights, and yes it was apparent I was in the wrong train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the next stop, supposedly Paya Lebar, I got into the train and went opposite. Next stop, Aljunied... and then, next stop was PAYA LEBAR!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was so zonked at that time, and I really couldn't believe myself! I really felt I was in some weird dimension, and stepped through a time machine or something! I went from Aljunied to Paya Lebar and back to Aljunied and back to Paya Lebar????? And worse, everyone around me seemed ok! No one was freaking out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, on clearer thought, it seems that the whole announcement was wrong. And thus, I mistook that the train was going wrong, when it wasn't! Silly me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still, it was a lousy malfunction, totally un needed from our esteemed world class transport system!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the twilight experience was really priceless!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhKdP8OnxPg/TXOYElVVkJI/AAAAAAAABDA/frwD7JdX6yo/s1600/DM%252520WRONG1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580971567750680722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhKdP8OnxPg/TXOYElVVkJI/AAAAAAAABDA/frwD7JdX6yo/s320/DM%252520WRONG1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I didn't need that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UgA1Mr0bjh0/TXOW2jXl-jI/AAAAAAAABC4/vKtTGUOB1jA/s1600/i-don-t-need-this-i-m-awesome-2c-polo-shirts_design.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580970227193477682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UgA1Mr0bjh0/TXOW2jXl-jI/AAAAAAAABC4/vKtTGUOB1jA/s320/i-don-t-need-this-i-m-awesome-2c-polo-shirts_design.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. one fine day in a cab... the driver, a very bored one obviously.. started to ask these rhetorical questions.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Are u single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. But why u single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Don't u wanna find someone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. U look like a nice guy, u should be able to find someone right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. I mean if u don't, u will have no family in future.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. And that will mean u will be lonely when u are old! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn... 1 of the first things in the morning was to hear him ask these questions... its fine if u are cool with being single... some ppl are... but if u happen to be someone who has been single and wants to find someone.... THERE IS JUST NO WAY TO RESPOND WITH ANY FORM OF DIGNITY!! =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmg_ML_YtE4/TXOZNX4eRYI/AAAAAAAABDI/enDAZyWHDes/s1600/ridiculous.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580972818270406018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmg_ML_YtE4/TXOZNX4eRYI/AAAAAAAABDI/enDAZyWHDes/s320/ridiculous.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The shit on the shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vb3SxaBk2iQ/TXOZSj5RXhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/ByPOivhrE5s/s1600/shit-happens.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580972907394326034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vb3SxaBk2iQ/TXOZSj5RXhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/ByPOivhrE5s/s320/shit-happens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If u recall, once I stepped on some shit when I was walking across the expressway construction site.. well guess what, IT HAPPENED AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently, I cut across some grass on the way to somewhere, and holy shit, it was really shit!!! I proceeded to go to the gents, I used soap, water, tissue, scotchbrite.. everything short of dumping it into the washing machine.. and to my horror of horrors, the shit, and most importantly, THE SMELL COULD NOT GO AWAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I managed to settle the issue somehow, but the thing is, apparently this shit exists on regular grass as well, cos initially I tot it was unique to the construction site. Well, congrats shit, I don't know why u stink like nothing I have ever smelled, or whether u are actually a piece of a dead animal, but congrats, u managed to make me feel like shit TWICE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-7056180357561885173?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7056180357561885173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/rs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7056180357561885173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7056180357561885173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/rs.html' title='The Rs'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBoW4_HVFgs/TXOTAAbXzaI/AAAAAAAABCQ/T325MrO1h4o/s72-c/money_right_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-7903986574782115159</id><published>2011-02-06T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:51:19.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: ABC again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just the 2nd post of 2011! I have definitely been mellowing down in terms of blog writing, but while the quantity is dooooown, I am gonna try to make each post from here on more interesting.. its quality that matters rite peeps!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember the ABC format? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A is for Adorable meijia in mrt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some random day, I was in a train, and yes, it was so good that a cute meijia was there! She was with her dad, and just doing cute kid shit like loitering around, talking to herself, playing with the poles.. and repeating every word the announcer says lol! Ur sentiments on "Why I have no iphone to play with" aside, I just wanna say that, sometimes the best things in life are absolutely free. Its things like this, that show us the beauty of life, of family... and no matter how much $ u have, u can't buy a scene like this. Just something I will keep in my memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;B is for Big surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, one day I was heading into a Tanjong Pagar coffee shop toilet for some big business, and I was shocked for a moment, AS IT WAS THE BEST PUBLIC TOILET I HAD SEEN. I mean, I'm a guy, and I have seen unhygenic shit in my time, but public toilets, are just downright embarassing, and are as primitive as a place with functioning toilet bowls and sinks can be. But you already knew that. What you don't know is that this toilet, has fully functional bright lights, no smell, flowers and wall pictures, and high tech sinks! It really made me think, "Did I go to the right place? Where is the dirty floor and old uncles spitting into the sinks?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C is for Chinatown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was at Chinatown hanging around some time ago, and I must say, u should no longer call it Ngau Che Shoi! It should just be called Jung Guk Gai, or CHINAtown. Everywhere, is all CHINA stuff. There is nothing wrong of cos, Chinatown with CHINA PEOPLE EVERYWHERE, if not in Chinatown then where? But still, its pretty amazing to see China street food, buns, pancakes, soups, China style economic rice...! I haven't even seen China economic rice as a possibility ever! Wow, tourism board should really market this cos its a unique area u shouldnt be able to find locally! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D is for Daimokukai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently, I went for a prayer session for a member that was ill. But the cute thing is what happened before. U see, one of my soka contacts had been asking me to go, but, I did not know who he was! I had lost some of their numbers, and I always figured it was this guy we shall call FY. And thinking that I have some r/s with FY, I thought I should honor this committment. I didn't clarify who he was as I thought he was really FY and I mean, u look idiotic and u are admitting u deleted their number when u ask someone "Sorry who are u ah, u message just now?" And hence that day I went. Then, "FY" called to say he was late, and I realized, HE IS NOT FY. Then who the fuck was he? It was only till the meeting, that I saw some people, and figured out who he was on my own. It was actually another Soka guy who had kinda been stalking me for like 6 months... hahaha... no wonder I deleted his number.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E is for Ever heard me sing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the first time ever, I went for an audition at a music cafe, and yes, it was YONG QI again!! I wanna say, my JC class frens really stepped up and came to support me, and I mean, they even managed to dig out Ming Chew, who had been staying in China! THANKS! Anyway, we waited damn long, the nerves were stressing me, and I must say, I screwed up a little; even singing the wrong key!! LOL. And the competition was good, most of them were at least decent singers (except the bloke who sang Mei Na Me Jian Dan; DUMBASS!=p) But what is undisputed is that, my supporters were the most ^_^!! At the end, pass or fail, I think it was a good exp! Work harder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;F is for facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The effects of FB have really been so amazing, that u really have to be careful what u say. The thing about it is that, it enables people to broadcast their lives, and IT CREATES THIS NEED. 5 years ago, we all got along fine.. but now, we just want to let people know about what we ate just now, or whether our pets are ill, or gossip we picked up today. Facebook makes us want attention, and sometimes it bites us in the ass. One of my colleagues friend kena it recently for airing stuff online... and whether its right or wrong, whether she should or not have done it... I think we all have to be careful! Or at least, write good stuff la! Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;G is for Good Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was reported some time ago that somewhere in the Central Kingdom, there might be THE FIRST TIME EVER conviction of a rape case. Huh? Well, the key thing is, it is a MALE RAPE MALE CASE! First.Time.Ever.In.China. Even if we can accept that sex crimes against males are hugely under reported in every country in the world (Feminists, please argue why women are the more disadvantaged sex again), but in China? CHINA? In a country where Facebook is not even allowed, shouldn't their laws be very strict on everything? I mean, China just happens to be THE NEXT WORLD LEADER only rite? AND MALE RAPE IS NOT A CRIME??? WHAT THE FUCK???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*In case u are asking, "So?" Figure this, even if only 0.01% of males are raped every year in China, that is FIFTY THOUSAND IN A YEAR. EVERYDAY, ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SIX MALES ARE RAPED IN CHINA, AND THERE IS NO FORM TO LAW TO DEAL WITH THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;H is for He Qi Dao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, the first step to my MMA career (JUST KIDDING!) has arrived. Honestly, I chose this as it seems like a good way to start martial arts; given its passive style, its relative lack of athleticism, and the fact that, our freaking army teaches this! Anyway, its not as effective as it looks in my view, bcos realistically, u cannot throw people around like that; that would be Lucha Libre (Mexican pro-wrestling, which is even more exagerrated than average WWE). But to take nothing away, it is still a respectable art. And it is true that martial arts is about building character as much as skills, and to see the amount of pride and respect the teachers have for their craft.. man, that is the impt thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I is for Important Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes yes our dept long awaited retreat finally happened, alto amidst rumblings that CEO was NOT HAPPY that our depts basically went a holiday.. but to me, since they did, that we should too rite... LOL. Anyway, a retreat about work is really dumb to me; if u wanna get all serious and stuff, just keep it in the office man! With that said, it was good; we went to Ah Mei's home, had some paus, admired her swimming pool, ooogggoled a bunch of snacks, and (I am totally skipping the work part), we had a great lunch at SAFRA club LOL. And then, we concluded with a nice bowling session, which I sucked at LOL... but the most impt is... I got to return home early!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;J is for Just Gong Cha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheating with the use of "J" by the way. While everyone and their pet hamster has been salivating over Gong Cha and in the past, Koi, u know those "branded, artas" bubble teas, the true blue, born and bred Singaporean should know that GONG CHA originated from Singapore!! Huh, what, why? Don't know? Just go to any old school coffee shop and ask for the teh in tin can... get it, Gong Cha? LOL! But really, it tastes gooooood! For some reason, in the tin, the tea just has some unexplainable feel that the styroform cups and plastic bags can't produce!!! And its more environmental friendly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;K is for KTV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a ktv session with the Bhid little brothers and sisters (yes I am that old), and I must say, I am not as old as I thought LOL. Laughing aside, I thought that more people could have participated more (like, half the people weren't even singing..), but what we had wasn't too bad. We had 1 or 2 girls who sang some stuff, we had the usual guys who tried to act macho in KTVs (its hard to explain, but u know rite), we had some guy who looks 20 but sings 40 year old man songs. By the way, here is my advice to him, take it from me bro, in KTV, always sing the songs people like. U may hate Lady Gaga, u may be tired of hearing Teenage Dream, much less sing it, u may have had enough of K-pop, u may hate hearing Jay Chow and SHE songs, BUT THESE SONGS ARE WHAT PEOPLE PAY TO HEAR THEIR FRIENDS SING. U can of course choose not to, but then be prepared to see everyone not even bothering to pretend to listen, and feel like shit afterwards. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;L is for Leap of faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to Lunch Actually recently, and in another episode of "Jason learns more about the world", I have realized that their referral services, cost... A BIG EXTREME NUCLEAR BOMB! I respect and admire their business model (low customer rate but high profit margin and ALMOST LITTLE COST), but had mixed feelings on their product.. because of the damn cost! But really, its subjective, bcos, there definitely are people out there who are willing to take that leap of faith at this cost! It is really how u value it. Really. And in a country where COE costs more than cars and flats cost your whole life earnings, is a 4 digit package really that shocking? Think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M is for Mei Mei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The last time I did this format, M stood for the same thing. And I just wanna say, I have zero motivation to know this person anymore. I wanted to meet up and catch up recently, and I understand that she may had inhibitions..she wanted me to ask other mutual friends (whom I am sure have less contact with her than me), fine... I did all she requested, accomodate to where and when she ok, and in the end, the meeting was off because those ppl didn't come. Well what is the problem Jason, u may be asking? The problem is that this person always claimed to have no time bcos of school work for like 2 years. So now, it was 1) her holiday, 2) she doesn't work and was free on that day, 3) and, the most absurb shit is that she lives exactly 200 metres from my fucking workplace! I'm not saying that she is wrong to reject meeting even though she promised and that its not my fault others pangseh, but if you are not even going to meet up despite of 1, 2, 3, then, WHEN are u gonna want to meet up? Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N is for Non covered walkway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know if u noticed, but in some HDB areas, like Serangoon and Marine Parade, there are non covered walkways. Like special paths built like covered walkways, but, they are uncovered! I mean, there are pillars equidistant from 1 another, and horizontal poles also above... and that's it! I mean, what the hell does it do? Is it for parkour experts to practise? Is it for monkeys to do swinging? Or did u guys build it for filming the sword duel for Pirates of Carribean 4? Its worth talking about, cos I am 100% sure at many times some people saw the pillars from a distance while it was raining, and thought: "Covered walkway"! And ran there and realized... THERE IS NO SHELTER! Government: we hate $. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O is for Opportunity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just have a question. Which is worse, giving up on a chance and regretting it? Or, taking a chance that you should not have, and then regretting it? No clear answer right... I mean we all have missed out on many opportunities and regretted them. We feel that its ok, but then we look back and realize that the chance passed us by forever. But on the other hand, sometimes, we didn't need to take the chance, and true, it would be high gain; but very low chance, and, we could make big losses (like risky investments or gambling money). But we think its fine, then we regret. Haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P is for Percussion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally reached my 1 month of drum learning, and its actually getting more fun hehe.. at first is just banging and banging and banging. Now, there is a bit of combinations that I get to do, and sometimes have to hit 3 parts at 1 time, even using leg!! But I also realised my basics is quite chui LOL... my teacher finally helped me to understand that I had been hitting with the wrong way!!! And I guess its also very me, that when he is not around, I am able to play better, but with someone watching I get apprehensive -_- he he .. Jia you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q is for Quiet little meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a meet up with the Korean gang, minus Chiao Luan, who, to put it nicely, couldn't make it on time. Anyway, it was good to catch up, find out how each other are doing; especially ZQ who I have not contacted with since receiving my gohozon in December. Man has it been that long? I must say, absence makes the heart fonder, is not a false statement in this case la. We had lunch at Paradise Inn restaurant, been there? The food is quite autentically Cantonese Chinese food apparently, and for the atmosphere, the price is good! Give it a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R is for Rotten fish smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, I was minding my own business in office, pretending to be busy, when I realized a very weird smell! Actually, I had noticed it from morning, but now this confirmed my thoughts, that it orignated from me, and not a passenger on the bus!!! And yes, it came from my shoes, and my trouser edges!!! ROTTEN.FISH.SMELL. Actually, it could have been rotten "insert name of dead animal" smell for all I knew! Explanation: Sometimes, I walk home. The only small problem is that, along the way, I have to cut through the expressway, and to go through the below area of another expressway bridge, which, happens to be a construction site!!! And in true army style, I just bash through the trees and grasses, and, MUD. Why do I do this to myself? I don't know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;S is for Sunset grill and bar at Deby's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a gathering at my boss' place some time ago, BBQ at her porch, it was cool! Nice to peek around at her old photos, playing twister with Angela's meijia daughter, and of cos tucking in to the food, which was already cooked cos I came late!!! Kekeke!! And no alcohol this time!!! Of course, the highlight was that, my other friend sucumbed to the influence of it, and the whole night, he was telling another guy his sad stories and frustrations.. Now, I, of all people, absolutely digged what he was doing, because, I had emotional problems during kukup, and I did the exact same thing. I made myself drunk till high to let it all out! So I understand. But it was mixed feelings of cos. Good for him that he could ventilate, but bad that he has to suffer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T is for THE MEI MEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After years of searching, far and wide, the world over, I finally discovered that the cutest mei mei, is in my Serangoon DC!!! Oh sweet Jesus, HUMANS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE SO CUTE!!!! What the fuck??? I mean, serious, she is wearing the super sex drive decreasing uniform, she is very thin, her nurse hairstyle sucks... but she is still damn chio and cute!!!!! Aha... "Jason", u must be thinking, "Then why don't u chase?" Hmmm... the answer to that question, is not gonna be explained now. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U is for Ultimate match &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To continue, in the aspect of hypothetical fantasizing, what if my brother hooked up with THE MEI MEI? I mean, she is chio, and my brother is a hot piece of ass. And the reason I am talking about this is because, how many hot couples do u really know? Just between you and your conscience, YOU KNOW that the following types of couples exist in abundance in Singapore: 1) Hot girl with ugly like shit guy, 2) Hot guy with some fat girl, 3) Hot girl with a butch, who is also ugly like crap. I mean, for some reason, hot people seldom hook up, and also, as much as guys like to say that hot girls are extinct in Singapore, hot guys are even more extinct, becos most guys, like me, just don't bother to groom well and dress well even! Hahaha... man, in a perfect world, their children would be so good looking! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;V is for Victoria! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our VJC class 01S48, is into its ELEVENTH anniversary man haha!! Ok, not really the class but our own group. This year, we met up 3 times, and that is quite cool because normally its just once when Steph returns from China LOL . We had a BF at Central to eat Ba Kut Teh, I got to see Kevin who is now happily married (and whose wedding I missed); the peeps went to support me for the audition (see: Ever heard me sing?), and we went for our own KTV even 2 days later! Good times! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;W is for What the fuck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I recently received a facebook email from some stranger, and the content is that this stranger is basically ripping the receiver apart, bringing up some bad blood, and insulting and cursing the receiver. That's all fine and good, except that, I WAS NOT THE RECEIVER. The mail was addressed to my friend, and I couldn't see any reason that someone would mix us up. Its quite bizarre the way things happen cos of facebook huh? The only theory I have is that the enemy of my friend found out that I am a friend of hers, and sent the message to let me know what a bitch she is. And if I got it, I think many others did too? Wow, facebook is so dangerous.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;X is for Xin Fu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I consider myself very blessed to have had a little lunch with a group of my patients that day. Turns out one auntie brought a big tub of curry chicken, and together with bread, snacks, and another person's biscuits with peanut filling inside; the feast was on haha! Social work ethics aside (not that this is wrong), its good to know that some patients at least like me enough to ask me to share food, and it was good to bond. In this field, you have to take the bad with the good, but right here, this is the good that can happen. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y is for Yipin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think u don't know him perhaps, Mr Sito Yipin is a legend around potong pasir! For years, he has been battling for the MP Potong Pasir Championship belt with Mr Chiam! Well, as voting is coming, the banners are coming up, and it was all well and good seeing Mr Sito's posters.. till I SAW HIM IN PHOTOS AT THE CC!!! Yes, I was walking by, and glanced at some photos, and thinking, "Who is that grey haired uncle in this cheap pink shirt shaking hands with old folks?" And 3 seconds later, I realized it was exactly Mr Sito!!! Oh sweet mama.. he has agedddddddddddddddddddd, and looks exactly nothing like the photos!! No wonder the photos look the same as the last elections, because they are the same!! And on that same day, 10 minutes later, as I stepped out of the area, THERE HE WAS, grey hair and all, talking to some other people!!! Oh my god! Dude.. please find the hair dye, and go for the botox! Elections are coming deh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*In not unrelated news, I also dreamt of him that day. Really. I was asking Mr Sito in the dream, "Why should I vote for you, since I had been voting for Chiam See Tong?" LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Z is for Zhuang Yi Da You Xing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hehe.. I know Z is like 4000 points on scrabble, and I managed to use it!!! Anyway, Chingay was great last year, and this year, I was like at the almost same spot, and it was still awesome! LOL. Of cos, when u watch on TV, u see that there are a lot of performances that the participants do that u can't see from free standing, and u also get commentary and explanations. But, with that said, given that free standing, is free, it is good for what it is! U have the atmosphere, the crowds, the challenge of live photo taking, and of cos, u get to be with your companions! Good nite! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Annyeonghi Gye Se Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-7903986574782115159?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7903986574782115159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/abc-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7903986574782115159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7903986574782115159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/abc-again.html' title='ABC again!'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-7642674687605579620</id><published>2011-01-25T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T06:43:52.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Album about me pt 2 - 价值观心得篇</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Title: Album about me pt 2 - 价值观心得篇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I tried before to use certain song-title sounding phrases to compile an "album" about events in my life!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And now, its time for pt 2! Instead of events, I will now use the phrases to describes certain values I have acquired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1.需要这样吗: I think many people do a lot of unnecessary things. Sometimes less is more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. 做了再说: I also think people generally procrastinate too much, perhaps out  of fear of failing. Sometimes, just F it and do it man, pass or fail,  later than say. If u don't do, the chance could just pass u by forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. 心里价值: Value is defined by you and yourself only. Not family, not  friends, and certainly not society. Understanding that everyone values  everything differently will go a long way to understanding and accepting  one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4.你睡得着我无所谓: Sometimes we are too caught up  with what others do. Its good to care, but in the end, its their life,  and if they are ok with their choices, I think we should be too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5.孤单和孤独: To be alone is not the same as being lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. 放下: Detachment to an extent is essential. Especially things which we  can't do much about, things which we can't control, and things which  bring us anger and resentment. Letting go means freeing your own  burdens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7.望远镜: When people are caught up in problems,  they tend to think of themselves only. Sometimes we need to look at the  big picture, we need to see ourselves in the context of it, and we need  to see from the views of others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8.点点滴滴: Life is about  the big events, the great accomplishments; but its about also the small  things, the little drops of everyday life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9.快乐的传染病: Happiness is contagious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10.伸手之间: When we need help, we hope that others can be there for us. But are we there for others as well? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;11. 你要的是什么: Its not what they want, what they think you should do, or what  you think you should do because of what others want. Its about what YOU  want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;12.作个过渡站: Sometimes we have to accept that we  aren't the final destination, we are just a stopover for others in the  interim. But there is joy is knowing that because they stopped over in  your life, it helped them to carry on their journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; FINISH!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-7642674687605579620?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7642674687605579620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/album-about-me-pt-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7642674687605579620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7642674687605579620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/album-about-me-pt-2.html' title='Album about me pt 2 - 价值观心得篇'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-135072485447470962</id><published>2010-12-29T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T06:25:15.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post of 2011: Post Hol column!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Post Holiday column!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TSFdDX80idI/AAAAAAAABBA/hw8Qr5bK0Og/s1600/sad-face.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557825727702010322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TSFdDX80idI/AAAAAAAABBA/hw8Qr5bK0Og/s320/sad-face.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Major screwup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was on leave and just recovered from my illness, and decided to meet up with a new fren! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a rare chance in fact, so I noticed (not met) this person at a gathering earlier last year, and thru facebook, realized she was also from SSA! I proceeded to chat with her on and off, and finally, asked her out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I must say, it screwed up! Now, it is a fact in life that anytime a single girl agrees to go out with a single guy like in a blind date situation, its cos she doesn't mind getting to know him! And I'm not saying I like her or what, but it was really a good chance to make a good fren! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiz.. it just didn't click, and I think I was just stoned and off form. And I really feel bad cos I think it took a lot for her to want to come out, and she even wrote a card for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope I can make it up one day! Seriously! I never felt I owe someone so much in a long time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TSFfPOHzbOI/AAAAAAAABBI/xJcWUVOsiSo/s1600/bfc-ebook-eat-exercise-and-be-happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557828130245405922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TSFfPOHzbOI/AAAAAAAABBI/xJcWUVOsiSo/s320/bfc-ebook-eat-exercise-and-be-happy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IPPT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the second last week of the year, it was time for my IPPT to mark the end of my phase 1 RT! Well, needless to say, I thought I would fail, as I have done for the past 5 years... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But somehow, something in me just decided to go for it. And a combination of willpower, luck and strategy (Ex: NEVER do situps before chin ups) allowed me to actually be on pace to pass, if I could clear my standing broad jump and run! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfortunately I missed my jump by quite a bit: 9cm, but I still wanted to give the running a shot, as I found I could hit 2 min per round in the previous week, which is the average running rate to pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And so I tried, and altho I missed by 37 sec, I must say overall, it was A GREAT VICTORY bcos this is by far the best score I have had post ORD! And I have not been training, and was still sick 2 days ago, and yet I was just 1 or 2 steps away from passing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TSHdvRYi2LI/AAAAAAAABBQ/qmI1IH24Wco/s1600/Photo0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557967219341842610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TSHdvRYi2LI/AAAAAAAABBQ/qmI1IH24Wco/s320/Photo0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soka 80th anniversary! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xmas day was a big day indeed, and I spent the first half of the evening in indoor stadium watching the performances for the 80th anniversary! I was alone in fact, suprisingly, but no matter, I saw some nice singing, dancing, announcements, prize presentations, soka youth musical spinoff featuring additional adventures of Toda and Ikeda Senseis! Well deserved acknowledgements were also given to NDP and SYOG performances, and it was all good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*The photo is the ONLY one I managed to take, before our own SSA volunteer staff told me no recordings allowed! Very dumb thing in my view if the reason is bcos "Indoor stadium events cannot take pictures" bcos, NOBODY FOLLOWS THAT RULE! Or even its a Soka rule... well, its still dumb cos, we are your members, why can't we take? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TSFboln1x1I/AAAAAAAABA4/63EDpOU5F-w/s1600/christmas_party.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557824168004011858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TSFboln1x1I/AAAAAAAABA4/63EDpOU5F-w/s320/christmas_party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xmas with family! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I rushed back halfway from the stadium to go to my aunt's home for the family party, and I'm glad I did, cos I managed to balance my SSA committment (although no one would know if I went or not) with my family stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Although I only spent max 2 hrs there, it was really cool! Just chilling on the porch, listening to songs played from my cousin's laptop, chatting with my muscleman cousin, listening to my uncle sing, becoming a little drunk (unfortunately not the high drunk), and getting my present of a nice bag!!! Yes!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TScdAF8L83I/AAAAAAAABBg/WabQLj5zk2w/s1600/49936_651411000_769839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559444152443990898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TScdAF8L83I/AAAAAAAABBg/WabQLj5zk2w/s320/49936_651411000_769839_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My greatest Xmas present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really pleased to receive Meijia's latest album: Star, from my office angel, ANGELine this year!! Granted, it was what I stated I wanted, but I was really pleased, and very grateful and appreciative even! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*If u add my soka fren in, Angeline is the 2nd person I am really grateful to for something this hol season! This has never happened (being extremely grateful to 2 people at 1 time and feeling I owe someone something) for as long as I remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, this to me, is really the definition of a gift! I mean, its only 20 bucks, and something that I could really go and buy if I wanted to. But the fact that someone made it a point to get it for me, and give it to me on a day of giving (Xmas), so that I could open the wrapper and see something I really want, THE FEELING IS REALLY GENUINE HAPPINESS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I must say, I was also very glad to go out that weekend and buy something that SHE ALSO WANTED. Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TScdc2uylHI/AAAAAAAABBo/8zamN7X8Yvc/s1600/4149_116908476000_651411000_2976619_3754552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559444646577476722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TScdc2uylHI/AAAAAAAABBo/8zamN7X8Yvc/s320/4149_116908476000_651411000_2976619_3754552_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meet up with Sec sch frens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The photo is outdated by the way, I regret to say I didn't take photos.. though in defense, NO ONE in the group of 9 ppl wanted to either.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, it was great to see a big group, 7 guys excluding the girlfriends, and it was just good to chit chat and catch up! We had some cool Thai food, some nice HK deserts, and then we went to play MONOPOLY CARDS at the food court! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone is good, KW talking abt $, JZ talking abt monopoly cards, Matthew abt how his MOE job sucks, Piat talking about how he has 2 teabreaks a day, and totally manipulating the whole monopoly card game! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good times.. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TScegBzxhLI/AAAAAAAABBw/QjWky4K2i3I/s1600/164550_482150822011_553577011_6133449_6231040_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559445800602404018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TScegBzxhLI/AAAAAAAABBw/QjWky4K2i3I/s320/164550_482150822011_553577011_6133449_6231040_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xmas at wendy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At a nice time chilling at Wendy's place! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The food made by the girls was really great! And it was fun, sitting there, playing PS3, watching Po Tian Wang, singing KTV! Yes, yes, she has the KTV service for starhub woopie!!!!! The food was also first class man!!! Too bad we couldn't finish :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and of cos, the gift exchange! I gotta a fan, usb style, from Desmond's wife! And Desmond got my toy monkey!!! Yes yes, my special unisex gift to all, the toy monkey!! Which "no one wanted", but whatever!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and her dog, was all over the place sia! He ate everything from the food to the table cloth to the table, to the microphone.... wow!!! He also kept licking me &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TScfp2ZhJvI/AAAAAAAABB4/SL0Om63sSOc/s1600/168082_477308643442_669448442_5938263_3406127_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559447068849809138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TScfp2ZhJvI/AAAAAAAABB4/SL0Om63sSOc/s320/168082_477308643442_669448442_5938263_3406127_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KTV new yr with the gang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New year was spent with the gang, and its good to meet up with them! Except Marcus, whom I didn't call cos I got his tel no wrong and ended up contacting someone else all along... and Wenjie, who of cos, has gone missing for the last 2 yrs =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, it was great, we had dinner at Delifrance at Lot 1 (Even Lot 1 was so crowded!), followed by. THE. KTV!!! Yipee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WL brought those small light tubes and we wore bracelets and headbands with them, and we had a nice time... bad romance of cos came out, so did ppppppp-poker face!!!! And I went a bit crazy dancing and stuff.. (lucky not really caught on camera :P) Her cousin also came, and glad he enjoyed it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nice that I spent new yr with the gang instead of going some countdown somewhere, and squeezing with other ppl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;END!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I have not recovered from the bitch slap and groin kick given by girl no 9, ONE YEAR AGO. And if u want to look further, u can even track my emotional downfall to China Girl, or even to Tomato (then it would be 2 yrs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, after each rejection, I have sinked deeper, and before I even recover, another bomb hits, and another. So much that, ONE WHOLE YEAR LATER, I haven't had a serious target in this whole year. This has never happened before! And its not that I don't want, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have the desire, motivation, and emotional capacity to put all my feelings into someone else anymore. NO ONE, has really really moved my heart. There has been a 1 or 2 instances where I may have wanted to try, but the feel is just different. I just don't have the urge and motivation to go after someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see it as a spiritual evolution really. To explain, we have to answer the qn, why does everyone feel that they want someone? And to further answer the qn, do we really need someone? Not need as in society telling us its something that we should do, or bcos u just don't know how to connect with all your already settling down friends, or bcos u just feel its time. NEED, as in, is it something u really, REALLY NEED in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, everyone says it is your "final life blissfulness", but thats everyone who is not ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 26, and for 26 yrs, I've been getting along fine w.o someone. Ya, it may improve my life if I have someone, but its not a given. I can't say, I want to get attached, bcos I have no idea if it will make things better, bcos I have no means to judge something I have never experienced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, it would be good to try so I would really know for sure, but really, such things really, cannot rush. Just have to see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First time in hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In march this year, I was hospitalized for THE FIRST TIME EVER, due to dengue. It was indeed a big deal for me as it was also the first time in like 10 yrs that I had very high uncurable fevers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As bad as having fever for 1 week BEFORE hospitalization was, to be honest, I was a bit excited when I first heard at the A&amp;amp;E that I could be warded. Yes really weird I know. But it was quite an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day there, was hell. My fever was not down, and everything was a mess... not to mention that I was on I/V as well. I was also in a daze and woken up many times at night to be injected and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 2nd day morning onwards, I recovered, and spent the next 2 days, DOING NOTHING. Yup, it was cool to observe everyone around, nurses, patients, families, their pace of work, their behaviors, the good and the bad .. I read a nice series of story books, I got a crayon shin chan comic, I ate legendary hosp food which sucks as much as people say, I had to pee in a jug like 50 times a day cos I had to drink water to pass the time, I had to cope with a needle in my hand for 3 days and of cos , I got nice sms-es and visits from some good frens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experience was indeed a big deal, as other than experiencing what patients see on the outside, i.e the hospital environment, I also experienced their inner world. Being a sick person is not a good feeling, and a lot of things which are taken for granted, become very sensitive issues for them. And I can understand why patients, are patients and need a lot of managing and care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, I also felt the goodness and warmth of many people, family and friends. And its good to know who cares abt u when u are really down. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the spotlight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be a little more involved this year, but I realized it was more of performance related stuff LOL Maybe I am very talented in this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was involved in a series of musicals as a stage hand this year; and it was great to be able to experience backstage stuff, and I developed a lot of respect for them, bcos, it is really stressful! The amount of detail is staggering, where to put something, how to carry something, how to move when carrying, how to coordinate with various people, ALL THIS IN THE DARK, AND WITH CAT LIKE SPEED! Sadly, they aren't acknowledged in theatrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My singing continued as I was part of performances for my company, singing Friends are friends forever and Zhen Xin Ying Xiong hahaha. I'm glad that at least of the songs was video-ed. Despite having done these quite a few times, I'm still not comfortable, and I can get very anxious when the thing starts, and EVERYONE looks at u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also joined a singing competition for the first time in 9 years, and I must say, I have also developed a new respect for singing. To be able to perfect a single song, is already a massive feat! Singing is a deep form of communication and you have to really know and understand your song, and know how to bring your message across in a way that the audience will understand! U literally have to read every single word, sentence structure, punctuation, and try to FEEEEEEEEEL what the essence of the song is about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got into a little bit of acting, and my most memorable role, which even I was suprised, was THE BUDDHA! Hahahaha.. I don't know how, but on the spot itself, I just came up with the wacky spongebob-Jack sparrow hybrid character, and tong tong! I was able to crap my way through a performance which NONE of my team members were prepared for! (Half of the group was formed ON THE DAY itself). The laughs really showed me I had some talent :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things also included acting in skits, in videos, on stage, and, I also performed a hip hop dance for my friends wedding!!!! Woo pie!!!&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My human revolution &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this year was definitely one which I have experienced inner change. In some ways I have grown, in other ways though, I'm disappointed that its a few steps back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the thing abt me is that, I'm a lot more open about a lot of things, and I've learnt to let go of a lot of things that made me depressed in the past. I think last time, I've been concentrating on blaming people, blaming society, and blaming the world for so many problems. Now, its not that I see things positively, its just that I accept human nature as the way it is, I accept the 21st century, and I realize that me bitching, is not going to change anything. Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have also regressed in terms of how I communicate with people aka acting more cute, childlike or naive, but to me that is a more positive thing though. Huh? Haha.. well, honestly, we people, especially men, are just so fucking ZZZZZZ. Sometimes we have to loosen up, relax and don't take things so seriously u know. How people respond, is really influenced by us, and if we can make things more fun, it really changes the atmosphere around us. I mean, at many times, I even voluntarily and willingly become the source of jokes. And I am totally cool. Bcos it makes everyone happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think another thing is that, I have also tried real hard to be nice to people, to really care! Those people who have received my well wishing messages can attest to that! And really, that's who I want to be, and who I know I am wired as; the guy who cares. And more than that, is that it does not matter to me AT ALL if people don't reciprocate. To me, what matters is that I am nice to others, and whether they can be happier based on what I do. I judge myself this way. I shouldn't judge myself based on whether someone reciprocates, and I shouldn't judge them even. I'm not their God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, being detached and letting go comes at a price. This year, I realized I have lost interest in much of life, even in writing this blog, and that is never a good thing. Therefore, I should work on getting my passion back, and finding new interests!! Of cos this year I still did try, going for Korean lessons, pilates, aerobics, going on field trips to explore singapore, joining new volunteer programs... but I know I can do better! Get sexy back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I need to work on my patience and understanding better, especially towards family. Its damn hard when they are always nagging.. but still, have to try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I really had some of the most fun in my life in my workplace. I won't stay forever, no one does, but for what's its worth, it has really been a memorable ride. When I first joined, I felt very out of place, but over time, I came to realise the goodness of everyone. Everyone here, even if I am not friends with, is at least friendly with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many workplaces ON EARTH can claim this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a place with no politics, with lots of laughter, and where you can really feel AT HOME, WITH FAMILY. Everyone here is really genuine, and you don't have to think before you speak for fear of offending others or saying something out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinners, the home cooked lunches, the ktv outing, the kukup trip, the lunch outings, our recent Xmas games... its all wonderful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;High high into the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds quite minor to be placed here, but I must say, I finally got high when drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its significant because, all my life, I've not been someone that can drink, even with training. And what happens when u can't drink, is that u are drunk. And I never liked being drunk, bcos either I would be zonked out like hell and can't do a damn thing, or I'll just end up so sick I will vomit. That is why I always never liked drinking; and also cos ALCOHOL TASTES LIKE CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in Kukup this year, for some unknown reason(s), I experienced a new kind of drunk, THE HIGH DRUNK. Maybe it was bcos of the fun atmosphere, the company, the overseas feeling. Whatever it was, I finally know what people mean when they say DRUNK UNTIL HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it has never happened to u, its a waste really. DUH (Drunk until high) is really a very very amazing feeling! U are still drunk and giddy and tired, but u are also very excited. U know u are drunk, and u can't think straight, but u just feel happy. U know u are going to say and do stupid things, but u will still do them willingly and feel damn happy doing it!!!!! Even Marjuana wasn't so amazing! (Ok it wasn't amazing really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 1 night only, it was really cool! I still don't know exactly how it happened, or if it will happen again, but its just so memorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-6943653543250154290?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6943653543250154290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-happened-this-yr-pt-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/6943653543250154290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/6943653543250154290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-happened-this-yr-pt-2.html' title='WHAT HAPPENED THIS YR PT 2'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-3259508300575413874</id><published>2010-12-26T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T05:20:40.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year End Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT HAPPENED THIS YEAR? Pt 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never be far away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all intents and purposes, I went on a one on one outing with my dear old Tomato, TWO FREAKING YEARS after our last date. 2 years ago, I thought that finally, something would happen, but I never got my chance ever again. As it had already been 2 yrs of chasing her, I decided I had enough, and I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I no longer like her since that time, she has always been someone that can affect me, and someone who is never that far away. A lot of people pass into, and pass through our lives, but she is one who has never left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day, I know she always thought I was weird. And as we know, impressions seldom change. But I feel that this 2 years away, and 2 years that we have spent working and stuff, have really changed us. I have always kept in contact, and have tried my best to really care about her and everyone else, and I also know, from how she responses, that she has changed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outing was nothing special, honestly. Somehow we just picked up where we left off (we know each other for 5 yrs after all), and just chatted as friends. It wasn't groundbreaking or extremely exciting at all, but at this point, that is what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like closures in relationships. Somehow when things just end w.o any explanations or resolvements, it bothers me. But in this case, it wasn't a closure. I didn't have to ask her why she just stopped giving me a chance then, why she just dropped the ball. I didn't cause it doesn't matter anymore. What matters is now, that we are old friends, and that we can just meet to catch a concert. It's not the end, its a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Her hairstyle looks like Sun Hwa from Iris!!! Up sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime in the mid year, I was "conned" into a slimming prog by 1 of my best friends. And for the first time since army, I was seriously looking at losing weight. I have stopped more than 3 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U see, the prog was really not a good fit for me. And I really struggled very long before I decided to give it up (even though I paid $1000+ up front). The thing I realized was, yes, my weight did decrease quite rapidly, BUT, and there is always a BUT in life, at what cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prog requires, 1) starvation (eating liquid and 1 apple a day is starvation) and 2) no exercise. And although it is not impossible, for the few weeks I tried, I WAS MISERABLE. Because, I am 1) someone who needs to eat, and 2) someone who doesn't exercise that often, but still does exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is where I learnt, that you have to go for a diet/exercise plan that is suitable for u, becos everyone is different. The whole point of a diet is so that u lose weight, become healthier, AND THEREFORE HAPPIER. And food I realized as well, doesn't just have a biological function to keep you alive. But food also has emotional and psychological and social functions, which are just as important. Without food in your life, you lose out on social activities, you feel moody and down, and you kind of go crazy after a while. I.E, this particular plan, makes me miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I stopped, cos if the plan doesn't make u happy, so what if u lose the weight? Our society often tells us blatantly that you need to be slim so that you can look like Christy Cheung or whoever, and that, will gain u admirers and friends and make u happy! But is that really true?&lt;br /&gt;And also, u need a plan that is SUSTAINABLE. If I rely on artificial products to help me, yes I can lose... but what happens when I stop using them? In the end, I have to keep buying the products rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence I decided to try to lose weight myself. In the long run, it is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has to be done &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure u know about THE UNCLE, Ah Ng. Well, by the middle of this year, I think I have severed all contact with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day, when girls don't want me, I never could accept. I am, a very stand up guy, and character-wise, I believe I am more than acceptable for most ppl. But how come some badder, ruder, less compassionate, and SEXIST guys always seem to be the lucky ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learnt from this experience is that, in relationships, FEELING IS WHAT COUNTS. Relationships is 100% emotional and 0% rational. What u know doesn't matter. What u feel is what matters! But what determines what u feel? There is no clear answer to that. It really differs from ppl to ppl, and that is why we will never be able to explain terms like "chemistry" and "can click with him" and "feels comfortable when he is around"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I knew Ah Ng is a good man. I know he doesn't mean harm to me. I can understand why he is like that. But he just freaked me out! He could be someone who dives onto the roads to save stray cats from being knocked down or rushes into burning houses to saves babies, it fucking doesn't matter. All that matters is I don't feel comfortable with being his friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why from then on, if someone doesn't care about me in spite of my care and concerns, I have understood and respected their wishes. Because I can see things from their perspective now. Does this make sense? No. Is it fair? No. But there is nothing u can do, that is the way things are. And since I rejected Ah Ng w/o any reasons or closure, then I must be willing to accept that people also have a right to reject me for any reason they can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 1 of the exp where I think I grew a lot as I realized that, I shouldn't let my happiness be dependent on whether ppl accept me or not. As long as I did my part when I was their friend, and tried my best to care abt them, that's all I can ask for. I really can't control if ppl feel uncomfortable towards me, but at least I know I didn't let myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope 1 day Ah Ng also realizes this and finds his inner peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SYOG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what u will abt the gov spending the $$$$$$ for an event that no one really cared about (If u disagree, name 1 sg youth athlete who competed. Just 1. U can't!) but it gave me the opportunity to go onto the big stage and perform again! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was just a very peripheral role player who had 0.2 sec of tv time (and I was like a dot in the TV screen), I myself went thru a lot! I really had a lot of complaints and frustrations! From the long trips to Kranji camp after Korean class, to the plans that seems to change EVERY WEEK, to the fact that until the performance day, I am sure we didn't really know what we were doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, the positives certainly outweighed it all. It was definitely fun to play with props and fireworks, it was cool to see the other performing groups, it was awe-some to witness the DA CHANG MIAN where the whole world is watching, there was definitely pride knowing u are representing ur country, and that u are a part of history! And really, as they say, its a once in a lifetime thing, because there will never be a FIRST EVER YOG ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos, the people were all cool. For all the screw ups from the higher ups, our immediate leaders Su ming and Andy (who looks like Ah Ng!! &gt;.&lt;) did their best to lead us, and they really took great care of us! And the main crew themselves, our YMD pryo dudes.. they just came in different shapes and sizes, from giant indian guy to guy with vampire teeth, to Tom (my old HK buddy) look-alike, to the pair of gays, they were all unforgettable! And they really provided the sense of comrade-ship, the sense of passion for what they do, that u just cannot find anywhere else!!! And a similarly unforgettable experience! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solo-trip: Return to backpacking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around Nov, I, on one of my patented "I wanna do something and I will just go and do it even if no one else comes along" ideas... I decided to last minute, go on a trip overseas. In the end, the destination was KL, and as I couldn't get anyone along so last minute, I just said "fuck it" and packed my bags and left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, this trip, although short, was quite full of new discoveries. A lot was about what I saw or smelled or felt or ate, which u can read about in my diary post. But a lot was also the intangibles, the things that u can't quantify, and the things that become an experience unique only to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reason why I wanted to be on this trip was to experience backpacking again, and more importantly, to do it alone. A lot of people do not realise that having another person with you, makes a whole lot of difference! Even if the person is totally useless and becomes a burden to u in the trip, U WILL STILL NOT BE ALONE. And having another person with u, just makes u keep your guard down a little at least, because u know u will have someone to fall back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have travelled extensively compared to avg ppl (a big blessing), but even in a place so near to home, with similar cultures and languages, its just difficult in a different way! When u are alone, u have to do every little thing YOURSELF. U will look after ur stuff yourself. U will beware of dangerous stuff yourself. U will have to ask for directions yourself, and u will have to find your way if u are lost, yourself. There is definitely a certain challenge in it, and a good training at being independent.&lt;br /&gt;And secondly, being physically alone, also gives u a lot of freedom to really do what u want to do, and really FIND YOURSELF. For me, I just like to go around exploring; I went from skyscrapers to slums to being chased by dogs, and in the process, there is really a lot to learn about myself. It also gives me the time to think clearly about a lot of stuff I couldn't do in a familiar environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I think travelling alone can be a rewarding experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Return to HK &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 long yrs, I finally made my triumphant return to HK! Its no secret that I always wanted to go back, and to be honest, I think it took too long. But better late than never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I enjoyed it. No other way to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One thing we sometimes notice is that when we return to familiar situations, after a while things just click and u get the familiar feel again, no? Well it probably took a couple of hours, but after seeing the billboards, and feeling the crowds, and hearing "Ha Yat Zam, Wong Kok, Sheng Hak Ho Yi Jun Shing Qun Won Sin Hoei Qun Won Zam" at the MTR like a thousand times, THE FEEL ALL CAME BACK, AND IT WAS JUST LIKE I NEVER LEFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HK, is just an amazing place, to visit at least. The food, the views, the lifestyles, the girls =p, it all made me think I should have made the most of it when I stayed here last time. But its too late for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the iconic moment that describes it all, is when I met up with my old roomie Tom and had a nice $15 breakfast at my old school. (Its a pity its the sem break now, so very little students around) The previous day I made a heroic, record breaking 30 min rush and explored the whole school AT NITE IN THAT SHORT TIME, taking as much pics as I could, bcos I had to meet up with my sis who was finishing her shopping &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But on tat morning, I really had the time to look around, soak up the atmosphere, and tell myself, its good to be back. It was closure at its most perfect form. And tat is what going back to HK was about. To come back and say the goodbye I never did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next time, I won't wait so long to come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-3259508300575413874?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3259508300575413874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-end-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3259508300575413874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3259508300575413874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-end-review.html' title='Year End Review'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-5136488825353891500</id><published>2010-12-08T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T06:50:53.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Final Movies Reviews of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjre_8j6I/AAAAAAAABAs/a1GHlWrwhwE/s1600/51psVUhYMeL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548544339627249570" style="width: 300px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjre_8j6I/AAAAAAAABAs/a1GHlWrwhwE/s320/51psVUhYMeL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life as we know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty Wu Li Tou romantic comedy, a guy and a girl who dislike each other but in the end have to be together their friends legally left behind a baby for them when they passed on (where does this happen ever?), and end up falling in love! Throughout the journey of cos, there's fun, laughter, and lots of joy as we see them trying to one up each other, yet also working together to be good adopted parents. I liked that they also had a sense of realism, where the characters struggle to come to terms with balancing parenting with their work, how to move forward as parents but not lovers (which they didn't) and having interventions from child protection agencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a decent comedy, with good chemistry and full of laughs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holly: They love Sophie more than anything in they entire world, and out of everyone, Messer, they picked us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjhGKxYBI/AAAAAAAABAc/0qtlpUCBOS4/s1600/Ice-Kacang-Puppy-Love-304x450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548544161163075602" style="width: 275px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjhGKxYBI/AAAAAAAABAc/0qtlpUCBOS4/s320/Ice-Kacang-Puppy-Love-304x450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Kacang Puppy Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Niu's directorial debut is not bad actually. I thought that he had a good story setting, theme, as well as a stellar cast, MALAYSIAN SINGERS ALL STARS. And as raw as the actual storyline was, I think he did well to bring out the nostalgia feelings of the good old times. Everything just felt really authentically old school, and it was like being in a time machine! And I really liked that he was able to bring about the feelllllllllll of the puppy love in those innocent old days, and he did well to give the audience the sense of bittersweet feel at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't dig Cao Ge's gay character, or that Liang Jin Ru practically said nothing in the show, and Penny Dai (fav malaysian singer) also only had a cameo role. But hey! Nthng's perfect! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Narrator: 初恋是一袋红豆冰，转眼便溶掉，能回味的，是藏在心里略带轻涩的甜.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjk2JLIaI/AAAAAAAABAk/nbKoTyVIDro/s1600/Jade-And-The-Pearl-322x450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548544225580884386" style="width: 229px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjk2JLIaI/AAAAAAAABAk/nbKoTyVIDro/s320/Jade-And-The-Pearl-322x450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pearl and Jade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this was a average comedy overall. A show that doesn't take itself seriously, and just wants to make stuff that entertains. Princess and General fall in love while he escorts her to be married. However, she gets lost halfway, loses her memory, and becomes partner to a storyteller. General finds her and attempts to gain her memory back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the show was split into 2, and I think the 2nd part really took away the momentum from the 1st. It wasn't that interesting after the memory lost part, and then in the end, the show jus ended soon after the General finds her.. could have been better. The acting and ancient setting was good, but the thin plot was disappointing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;公主: 虽然我不是你的公主，但是有那么一刻你令到我有做公主的感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjQAGgtrI/AAAAAAAABAU/TDG5HLuAOAY/s1600/harry_potter_and_the_deathly_hallows_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548543867476817586" style="width: 261px; height: 272px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjQAGgtrI/AAAAAAAABAU/TDG5HLuAOAY/s320/harry_potter_and_the_deathly_hallows_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highly anticipated movies, I must say it didn't disappoint too much. As I read the story, I can say that much of what was portrayed was indeed similar to what I envisioned then. So that's the good thing, that the producers stuck to the source material, and made the fans happy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say the story dragged a little, and there was actually NO CLIMAX, and I feel that the ending was abrupt and not what I would have done. But the action was there, the acting was there, the effects was there, and the atmosphere really made u attached to the characters, and their goal in the story. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord Voldemort:  I must be the one to kill Harry Potter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjEaMlZtI/AAAAAAAABAM/ulUkq2gWZtk/s1600/01300000764046127381813475076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548543668323182290" style="width: 320px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjEaMlZtI/AAAAAAAABAM/ulUkq2gWZtk/s320/01300000764046127381813475076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taipei Exchanges &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think this was one of the sleeper suprises in my movie watching this year. 2 sisters operate a cafe which has barter services. Anyone can swap for anything (and there's a lot of weird shit in the cafe) and business functions as people flock to the shop and end up drinking coffee. Through the experience, the always conventional and nerdy sister learns the meaning of value, and decides to follow her dreams to travel the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The show explores the meaning of value; and the unrecognised fact that in life, not everything can be measured in monetary terms. Rather, value is decided by you yourself, and no one can tell you what you should or should not value. Very sexy theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is filmed in a very cute manner, with small and random scenes with light hearted classical music, and with the exploring of the day to day lives of the sisters. There's even parts where real people are interviewed on the streets and asked opinions on themes explored in the movie. Nice =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, Lin Cheng Xi, the younger sister, completely stole the show, and is officially the chio-est Taiwanese woman alive now. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;朵兒: 你說的沒錯，跟別人換東西，聽到了很多本來不屬於自己的故事，可是聽多了啊，也會希望有一天，自己有故事可以跟人家換啊。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBi4rexdVI/AAAAAAAABAE/EhtZIneAr9c/s1600/eat-pray-love-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548543466804442450" style="width: 250px; height: 176px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBi4rexdVI/AAAAAAAABAE/EhtZIneAr9c/s320/eat-pray-love-movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat Pray Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book about 1 women's search for everything through 3 countries in 1 year was an amazing biography. Is the movie version good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was long, for one. And with regards to the source material, I think it was done faithfully, and you probably couldn't find a better actress than Julia Roberts to play the part. A lot of ppl felt this was too long and unsubstaintial, but I felt it was just the spirit of the story. There isn't a said goal to be done, the character Elizabeth just goes along for the journey, and what happens, happens. But yes, it was a bit long, and something felt missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I thought it was not a bad show though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elizabeth: When I was in Italy, I learned a word - It's "tutti" with double T, which in ltalian means "everybody." So that's the lesson, isn't it? When you set out in the world to help yourself, sometimes you end up helping Tutti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-5136488825353891500?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5136488825353891500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/5136488825353891500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/5136488825353891500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TQBjre_8j6I/AAAAAAAABAs/a1GHlWrwhwE/s72-c/51psVUhYMeL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-4500680897267553294</id><published>2010-11-20T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:52:51.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things abt me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Things about me 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome back! Let's begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I want to talk again about my special x-men mutant powers. I really do have some kind of super strength man LOL. That day I was making my green liquid when I accidentally slipped the bottle a little (but the bottle didn't fall or anything), but a lot of the water-green powder mix fell to the floor.. floor is ok, table.. table is ok, and even to the tray next to the water machine.. also ok! What I cannot believe is that the next day, I found out that the green mix actually flew all the way to THE WALL AND STUCK THERE. Yes, the wall IS ONE METRE AWAY FROM WHERE I WAS STANDING THAT DAY. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. I can cough, sneeze, vomit, yawn, and spit like an old uncle. Not very clear? Go to coffee shop toilets, stand next to an uncle at the sink, and hear the sound he makes when he coughs or spits saliva into the sink. That's exactly how I sound too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. I can make the sound of a duck =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. I always wear socks to bed. One of my baby behaviors I couldn't unlearn. But then, its really cold at nite! &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. I like to walk about when brushing teeth. Yes I know its dangerous as you may fall and the toothbrush will choke u (your mom also said this b4 rite), but, ITS BORING JUST STANDING THERE AND BRUSHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. I really really sweat alot. At one point, I even named myself the human sweat machine!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. I never consciously knew my eng name was Jason until I was pri 2. Really, I always wrote my hypy name LOL. But, it is on my birthcert so it is my real eng name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. There were parts of my formative years that I may have had the risk of turning gay =p Boys sec school will do that to u. So, my children must go mixed sch! MUST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. I did seriously consider ear holes and tatoos again in my formative years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Yet, I never everrrrrrrrrrr considered smoking. I do feel a bit cool when doing the smoking action (put something in your mouth and then blow out air), but I never thought of smoking before. Because smoking makes u an addict, and when u are an addict, this vice controls your life. No one or nothing controls my life except me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. I am a SG-rean that doesn't eat durian LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. I don't eat Chilli too. Hence if I do, it means its a extraordinary situation. (See: Incident, Being a Brother at Shuming's wedding and eating 2 chilli padis which gained me instant respect from the girls. It also almost cost me my life. No kidding.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. I am an introvert, and not only that, I am very comfortable with being alone. I am very comfortable with silence, and I think we all should learn to be, because you have to be comfortable with yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14. U know there are quiet people that hav lots of friends? Although they don't talk much, people are very attracted to them, maybe bcos they are nice, sweet, cute people? Well, I am not one of them, for better or worst. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. I realize I can be very long winded when I do talk a lot. I tend to dwell about a certain point too long and keep going into specifics or explanations when there is no need. I'll be a naggy old man next time =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16. My online personality is very different, opposite even. Well, I know people who are extroverts but just cant be bothered to talk online. To me, if u can't even say what u really want or be enthu online, THEN WHEN CAN U BE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. I really don't like to talk about work, money, girlfriends (theirs and my lack of) and politics with guy friends. That probably only leaves sports as a topic, but I don't really follow sports (SOCCER) so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18. I can't sit still most of the time if I am idle. I will just walk here and there, strolling and strolling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19. My BMI has never passed since pri sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20. I have a high tolerance to pain, physical irritability, physical discomfort; stuff like that. If I am physically unable to tolerate something, it means SHIT HAS HAPPENED. (See: Incident, where I sprained/almost broke/tore/ my right arm, while running) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21. I am a very mood-dependent and physiological-dependent person. If neither of these are well, you can expect almost, sometimes ZERO human output from me. I may do nothing, think nothing, say nothing or feel nothing else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22. I talk to myself sometimes when I am alone. Mostly to come to terms with issues or feelings I am not at peace with. I don't like to do it with other people, because, frankly, WHO will 100% really care about what you have to complain or are not happy about? Everyone has their own problems, and who will want to be emotionally burdened with other people's problems? Secondly, you can only be 100% honest about your issues, with yourself. You can only say what you really feel or think, what you really want to say, you can only say to yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23. I emphasize the impt of responsibility for your choices and I live religiously by it. If I made a choice, I have to shoulder the consequences the best I can, good or bad (mostly bad). If I told someone to da bao "anything" for me, and I get crap I don't eat in return; I will do my best to eat it, bcos I chose to "eat anything", so I should take responsibility. Then next time, I will learn not to make such mistakes again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24. I seldom waste food! Bcos if your plate is not clean, next time wife face will have pimple!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;25. I don't litter. If I have some shit with me, I will struggle until I find a dustbin (a difficult task in SG sometimes -_-). However, this habit significantly becomes less impt to me when I am overseas. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE END!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-4500680897267553294?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4500680897267553294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-abt-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/4500680897267553294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/4500680897267553294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-abt-me.html' title='Things abt me'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-2162615023091840146</id><published>2010-11-17T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T21:33:39.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Diary 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: KL Diary Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0300: I wake up randomly, to pick up my glasses that fell to the floor, and I realized I picked up the bra of my roomate (who sleeps above me) .... her clothes are all on the floor.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800: I decide to skip hostel's breakfast and go explore!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0815: The exit door leading to Times Square, which I used yesterday is locked!! So I circle around the carpark looking for a way in. I run into an area under renovation, so I go out of the carpark. I feel like I am playing GTA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900: I realize that I can walk to Bukit Bintang area from Times Square! No need to take mono!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0930: Breakfast time! I decide to try something called Ling Mian! Its like mee with black gravy made of egg and vinegar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0945: Some old uncle sits together with me. Don't know why I am talking about him too... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000: I decide to find the PUDU MARKET!!! Yes, the legendary Pudu Market! And I am now walking from Bukit Bintang there!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1030: Anyhow walk and still can't find! And then, suddenly, I found it!!!! Hahahaha!!! Wow got lots of wet market stalls, REALLY WET MARKET, got live animals somemore! I skim through and take a few photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backpacker tips #4: When u are really feeling lost even though theoretically u should be around your destination, don't despair! Just go with your instincts and walk! Before u know it you will find the place, and then, before u know it, you will be lost inside it le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1100: Ate some yummy yong tau foo with qu jiong fan!! Oh my god! Its like what Joanne used to buy, but so much nicer!!!!! I feel like saying like what Sophie, Liz's friend from "Eat pray love" said when she ate the pizza from Sicily, "Why do they bother to make Yong Tau Foo in Singapore!!!!! Why do they bother to make food in Singapore???" And then burst into tears... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1110: Old local asks me in Canto when I was taking photo of the food: "Lei Ying Zoh Fan Hoei Tai ah"? At first I couldn't understand till he said again... my canto is still very lousy! But then, I couldn't catch cos his sentence is so weird! He's asking me if I am taking the picture so I can view it back home??? EH... YA????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1120: Man I am walking through some really slumpy slums here! But anyway, I've been taking a lot of street art, and it is quite impressive haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1130: See a bird eating remains of a rat!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1145: Taking another line to the city centre! But take wrong direction!!!! On the train, someone that looks like a Malay can speak Canto man! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1215: Oooh the most famous mosque in KL!!! Wait, I no need to wear the robes inside? But I wanna wear the robes!!! Why only women and some foreigners need? Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1230: Some guy that looks like Scrappy Doo from the Scooby Doo movies walks by haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1245: I go and check out some drain areas.. the things u do when u travel alone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1315: In Chinatown, and its time for the lunch! I decide to go to the Kim whatever famous stall for Hokkien Mee! On the way though, its worth noting that I pass by another slumpy area which has a wet market, a guy cooking a black hole of curry, and a dark, gritty but tasty food street! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1320: I wonder who these Malay lookalikes who work in Chinese Restaurants are. They can speak Canto sia! (I later learn from Caren that they are Burmese or Indos..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1330: The mee is ok la! Not much taste actually! Hahaha! Hmmm.. there's some backpackers who are carrying bodybag-like trash bags along man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1345: The beef noodle stall last night is still there, but its now selling biscuits LOL.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1400: Go for toilet in Mac, where I see Angmohs happily eating there.. its all good, but Backpacker tips #5 says: If you can afford it, why not try the local food? I mean, I'm from SG but I find ML food different, so why not Angmohs? Its your choice... but u fly half the globe to ML to eat MacDonalds??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1410: Massage! 1 hour full body!!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1500: I decide to once again, find KL tower's nature reserve! The only thing I achieved is stumbling into some rural hut area, and BEING CHASED BY TWO DOGS!!!!!!!!!! Well, I can't run fast at all normally, but this shows that, if threatened in terms of my life, yes, I can still sprint!!!!!!!! Run!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1510: I slump onto a bus stop seat, full of sweat and laughing to myself. =/ I walk back and realize I ran like 400m!!! Might as well ask dogs to chase me, sure can pass 2.4 in IPPT one.. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1515: I carry on walking to Bukit Bintang, while singing Qing Tian by Jay Chow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1520: Is that a man urinating????? Ok, its just a Bangla holding a hose at his groin area.. I almost wanted to take a pic though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1530: Bukit Bintang is super crowded, and the cops have been activated to control traffic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1545: Go into No.10 Hu Tong, and decide on (extremely ex) ba kut teh! -.- Not very nice somemore! Anyway, I am still not hungry today, and this is my FOURTH MEAL. Maybe walking the whole city in 1 day is the best way to digest all the crap u eat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1600: I also see, a guy wearing my Peace Love Music shirt, a round sofa that people are just lying there slacking (it looks awesome from top view), and some nice Star Wars Stormtroopers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1800: After my nap when I went back for a bath, I go for my dinner at Jalan Alor! Along the way, got some pimps.. maybe they should have came in the afternoon when I was more energetic... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1830: Dinner of Ice Kacang, satay, fried noodles, chicken wings!!! Woo!!!! By the way, their system here is cute. 1 guy takes your orders, and different stalls deliver them.. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1900: Time to go Sungei Wang to see Olivia~~~ ^^ But then, as there's time, I just go and walk walk there first! And its HUGE!!! It looks so small from outside but inside is like MBK of Bangkok sia!!!!!! Never, NEVERENDING CORRIDORS AND SHOPS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1930: Wa!!!! So many people! Until the road must be block by police!!! I try to sneak to the side of the road but then its raining and all the people are holding up umbrellas and blocking!!!!! Its then that I eye the monorail bridge nearby... heee heee heee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1945: I ended up in another place &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2010: Oliva!!!~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2020: Oh its Jeff Chang too!!! Olivia leaves =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2025: I realize I can squeeze even nearer........ -.- shit!!!!! Olivia can u come back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2100: Jeff is obviously the bigger star here, but then, its a situation where its win win. Joint promotion works here as Olivia, the rising star with her niche fan base, needs someone to boost the event; and Jeff, the washed up veteran singer, can't deliver a good event based on his name value alone, so he needs Olivia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2300: Kun!!!!!! Tmr go home le!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-2162615023091840146?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2162615023091840146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/kl-diary-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2162615023091840146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2162615023091840146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/kl-diary-2.html' title='KL Diary 2'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-5735682633669499677</id><published>2010-11-17T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:44:38.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Title: KL Diary Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hey Hey! Its time to write abt my solo trip to KL, and what better way than to bring back the Jason diary?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;0600: Wake up… -__- Sibei tired haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;0700: Reach airport by cab. Hmmm it’s the first time I been to budget terminal in fact. And man, it sure is budget.. the whole area consists of Mac, another food place, toilet, playground and……. Check in counter, that is it!! Where are the cool features like SAM machine, or money changer, or candy shop or book shop???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;0730: Queuing up in the line.. and behind a guy and a girl. Guy’s an ABC, Girl’s a WABC (Wannabe ABC) from Singapore.. LOL.. And basically, they are talking about some stuff which gets me guessing, are they really good friends or just acquaintances; but whatever it is, they aren’t together, so why are they going to KL together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;0732: But whatever it is their relationship is, ABC is using his ABC charms to size her up, and WABC is using her fake accent to sound cool, and at the end of the day, they are going to have some rough sex in KL. That’s all you need to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;0745: I innocently ask man at counter whether I can define my backpack as a handcarry so I don’t need to pay extra for check in.. and he says as long as it is below 7 Kg its cool. And… it is 6.8Kg!!!!!! I give a nice grin while man at counter rolls his eyes.. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800: Go toilet and left bag in cubicle while going out to wash hands.. tsk tsk.. should not be so careless when in Malaysia.. O.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;0815: Got a lot of time to burn so I just decided to have some BF. Wanted Mac but absolutely no space! Oh but “Rough Sex” and his girl were there though.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;0820: I decided to, in the spirit of Malaysian trip, eat some Mee Siam before leaving at the other makan place. One of the staff walking past comments to another guy, “Why your shirt so messy, tuck out, like kena rape like that?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;0900: Flight! Time to sleep!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;0930: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1200: I finally reach KL Sentral station! Man I should have taken the bus which (if as claimed), can reach the city in 1 hour! Instead I took transport from another company; which has very nice advertisements located just next to immigration.. , and took a bus and then a train, with a total journey of 1hour plus… power of advertisements people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1215: Anyway, KL Sentral is a nice station! Its like where EVERYONE is! Whites, blacks, browns, yellows, blue, orange, green, any color of people are all here!!!! And, in a touch of nostalgia, it looks like a Euro railway station..! Ohhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1230: I search and search and realize that the monorail station is NOT here. All the other trains, KTM etc are all here..! Except my monorail stop! Where is it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1240: Apparently, it is across the carpark, which, is not existent as it is under construction, so I just end up somewhere.... and cannot see anything except this big bus bay for tourists! And then.. my backpacker instincts take over! Backpacker tips #1: Normal locals will just bypass the bus bay, and go where? MONORAIL LA!!! Tatata!! So I just follow them!!! ^ ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1250: Well, the station was, underwhelming sia! Its like some steps and the oval shaped entrance and then straight away u see 300 people queuing for tickets and there! That's the station! And the entire place is next to some dumpster as well! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1300: Off to my place at station Imbi! In typical tourist fashion, I look around wide-eyed at everywhere and everyone! Yup even the locals who look like me, to me, in their country, they are worth a look =p As is the African woman standing next to me, who is so black yet so shiny and can reflect light @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1315: Lalala! I have reached, and there is Times Square! Yay! I attempt to follow the instructions given by the hostel; down the escalator, walk to supermarket, turn right, see a door called exit, reach car park, walk through carpark, and then walk across road and there!!! There it is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1320: Its good, very homely feel, with chinese plants, a rocking swing, tv.. I swiftly check in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1330: Time for lunch! I ate some Indian mixed rice (Yes the same u find in Singapore, and also similarly expensive for their cost of living, 9RM. Those Indians.. their rice harvested on the moon isit -_-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1345: Some Malay gangstarZ arrive for lunch! Naturally, I stare a while as they got nice old school rockerZ looks, BUT, backpacker tips #2 says that: Be careful of local gangstars in a foreign land.. cos u don't know their style! Hence I look away and pretend to be interested in other things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1415: I go take the rail to somewhere, and notice that it is human operated! But, does the driver have to actually do anything? Other than press accelerate and brake I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1420: I look at the ads in the train, and there's this little cute one that has a sticker of a company logo representing each stop. Well there's Fed-Ex, Sony, that's cool! And.. some local company.. ok.... and Julie's biscuits? Double A paper??? Well I get that Julie's is probably a cool biscuit brand in Malaysia and Double A is the poster boy of photocopy paper companies (Yes I just googled A-4 paper and Double A came out =p) ... but .. u know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1500: Went to enjoy some foot massage in Times square... There is a moment of "........" when I just remove my socks. I think the oxygen in the room was taken over BY MY SMELLY FEET!!! I pretend not to notice whether other customers are looking... *whistle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1600: The supermarket in Times Square keeps replaying this song with the words.. "Tamil words........................ Happy Happy Deepavali.... Tamil words.................... Happy Happy Deepavali, Happy Happy Deepavali.................. " Wa! I know its Deepavali today, but the level of respect for other races is much higher here man! Disagree? WHERE do u hear Tamil songs in Singapore on Deepavali other than in Little India and Vasantham Central?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;1800: Meet up with Ah Mel and her fren (sorry forgot name) for dinner at Tong Yan Gai!!!! We ate sexy beef noodles, nice cool longan drinks, and awesome zhi ca seafood!!!! Yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!! Backpacker tips #3: The best food is not the most "branded food" or "mainstream famous". The best food is normally found in slums with maybe even no chairs and tables, and the chef looks like he is 4000 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;2000: We go to Bukit Bintang for some cool deserts!!! Apparently its a Taiwanese concept, but using local deserts! So u get Ice Kacang, Chendol, Cheng Teung stuff.. but in a Taiwanese way? I dunno, but its just damn nice hahahaha! And... they also give you some nice round buzzer which looks like a prop from Star Wars, and it BUZZES with light and sound when your order is ready! Wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;2200: TimeZ to kun!!!!!! ZZZZZZZZZ!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;2230: I realise, the Jackfruit I bought from China town, IS STILL IN MY BAG!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;2235: Standing near the dustbin eating my Jackfruit... with messy hair and stuff... ZZZZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="x_ecxMsoNormal" face="courier new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-5735682633669499677?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5735682633669499677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/kl-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/5735682633669499677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/5735682633669499677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/kl-diary.html' title='KL Diary'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-7559395971701442677</id><published>2010-11-09T07:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T00:33:26.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Human revolution: Be yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was finding the chance to say something abt this topic, and as is the case in life; the time will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the time has come to talk abt ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not all cheery though, I am, in a bad mood as (again), I receive negative opinions from ppl about something I said, which apparently seemed offensive. Well, the thing is, it was totally taken of context, or rather, I didn't mean anything at all, but ppl jus assumed the worst of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I still do, deep down, care about wat others think, even though, I should not. Especially strangers who don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so today, I will make a promise, to NOT CARE about what others think of me, in my personal life matters. (Work is a diff thing.. u have to care LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bcos they are not me. Why should I let opinions of what others think, others who don't understand me, affect me? It doesn't affect them, so of cos they can think what they like, but if I let what they think affects me, who suffers? Yes, baby, I, am the one who suffers, bcos of who? Bcos of strangers who don't know me???? For what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Even if they know me, as frens or what, if they really think so abt me, then so be it! I am not going to change their opinion, cos they are entitled to their opinion. If it makes them happy to perceive me as such, so be it! The thing is, if they understand me, then they will know why I do certain things. If they don't understand, then maybe they just don't know me enough. And so be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Normally, a lot of things just involves few people. Like this thing. Only me and another person. But other people, who are NOT INVOLVED AT ALL, have their opinions, and I let them bother me??? Why should I???? If this doesn't concern other people, then who cares what they think? They aren't in the situation so they won't understand! So be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) And lastly, most important, is I think that I should not care about what are others' opinions of me, because I don't need people to think I am good. I KNOW HOW GOOD I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And these people, don't know! They don't know cos I don't go around Facebook or what telling people what good things I did before. I believe that if people got eyes, they can see; if they got heart, they can understand. I don't tell cos that's not me. So when I am good no one knows, but when one or two weird shit I do offends someone, then everyone knows? Then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) At the end of the day, I know I am different from others. I know. But I should not be ashamed, I should accept myself, and be proud that I don't follow the crowd. Even if everyone can't accept, so be it! I don't do evil stuff, I don't go and harm others; I have a stable job, I have a good family, I contribute to economy and society, I have every right as any normal person to be in this society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I have this right, then I have the right to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO RAH!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-7559395971701442677?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7559395971701442677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/be-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7559395971701442677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7559395971701442677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/be-you.html' title='Be you'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-1208264070495988396</id><published>2010-10-26T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T09:02:04.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates i e yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Updates i e yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah haha.. I'm not updated for so long.. happen to be in the mood today, so let's go! Time flies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ok let's get the work part out of the way LOL.. in weird ideas #65325 from my organisation... they decided that next year onwards, they will collect fees monthly or whatever at the centres. Well, who thought that is a good idea, should probably go and help M.Night Shamalam direct his movies! U will create unhappiness, conflict, u will open Pandora's box, and u will unleash the gates of hell on the ground. Haiz.. I get the reasons why they do this, but is this really the best way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Hilarity ensues again as in addition to my numerous Jaemi-isseoyo (very interesting,fun) "portfolios" at work.. I also recently became a paramedic! Haha.. honestly it was quite fun as I got to do a little role play during the last fire drill =p !! Cool stuff as I was literally screaming my ass off to simulate some touching scene where someone is dying and everyone is trying to save him LOL.. good times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I was for the first time ever, a brother at SM wedding! It was a long..... but very happy day! We woke up so early.. looking weird in office wear in the wee hours while others are sleeping.. and then we just spend the morning being tekan! AND, I ATE TWO CHILLI PADIS HAHAHA!!! Apparently that was a very cool thing to do (It is, given I don't eat chilli padi at all) as everyone kept talking about it=p Anyway, the food was cool, the tea ceremony was cool, I had time to go sleep at home, and off to the dinner itself, WITH THE HIP HOP DANCE !!!!! Of cos, I have no videos, I do know where to find it, but I don't recommend it be seen... quite chui.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I was rather worried recently over the fact that I had tooth problems. I don't know whether it was long term wear and tear, or just plain decay, but my front tooth which coincidentally has a chip (cos of a dumb captain ball game 4 yrs ago -_-) has been troubling me for a month! In addition, pain here and there in other teeth as well! Maybe u can't understand what I mean, but let's just say that, as a young person, when your health is ok, to you, it will always be ok. But when signs of AGING start to show, there is a certain level of grief, shock and maybe depression involved. Because, simply, that you cannot imagine that it will happen to u, and so soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) Thankfully I bucked up my toothbrushing by going on a buying spree of brand new tooth brushing tools, and I also went to visit the dear old dentist finally! According to him, its a gum issue, but the teeth themselves are fine.. THAT IS A BIG RELIEF I can tell u, and at least now, I don't feel so much pain and sensitivity in the teeth area! Of cos must still maintain my vigilance in tooth maintainance! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) I am finally gonna get my otakaki gohonzon, and I guess that's a big step in my buddhahood quest.. hehe... you can probably see I am not very excited =p. Well, the members in my district, you know, act like I am some Xiu Cai from the olden times who is representing his village in the imperial exam or something man aka I'm like one of the select few from this community to get a prestigious honour. Well, to me, its a big step, but its more of a natural thing.. what's so exciting? Faith to me, is from the heart. U can give me the gohonzon 30 years later or 3 days later, to me, I am still gonna go about my human revolution man.. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7) Speaking of weddings, to backtrack a bit.. after SM, there will be 3 more all quite near in dates, making it 4 weddings this year. 3 of the people, incidentally, are my age. Hehe.. I guess u can say this is the police sirens telling me that I should have plans to settle down. LOL. That, is easy enough. There is only 1 small problem: finding the partner LOL. Well to me, its just fate.. just things cannot be rushed. I also don't wanna go around chasing every girl I meet, and I sure won't bug all my friends (just bug a few =p) to intro ppl (to me, if they WU XIM they will intro, u ask but ppl don't want, then u will just get empty promises cos they will say ok to pacify u but they won't do anything.. and in the end, it will cause disappointment and resentment u know?) Anyway, in conclusion, happy wedding to the new couples! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8) I went on a Kelong trip with my office buds! Haha.. it was definitely a good trip and the 2 days was spent very well.. to summarize, I learnt to play Mahjong, I got drunk and high, I took lots of X-rated photos, I bought new slippers, I got to know my colleagues better, I learnt a lot about supermarket shopping from Darelle, we celebrated her birthday, we played with some firecrackers, and lots of other cool stuff. Oh yes of cos, I got rejected by Lydia. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9) I finally, FINALLY, went to a singing competition for the first time ever in eight years!! Woo! Haha.. back in 2002, man, I sang a song so OFF that I embarassed myself so much haha! Anyway, I finally had the chance again, and I thought, actually, that I did stand a little chance as I did have some performing exp from office and Jalankai, and also, IMO, I thought I can be a good rendition of Yong Qi, which is definitely diff from Fish Leong or Michael Wong. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10) Well, it was different definitely, BUT.. and there is always a BUT in life, I think it wasn't what the judges were looking for LOL.. well good exp though! And altho I failed, I think from the few sentences they said, I do have a better understanding of singing.. it really is as challenging as u can imagine. Well, try again next time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11) I went back 1 day with my bro and dad, some happy Low family bonding, to my old house! Haha.. we needed to set up a bed for the new tenants and it was quite cool seeing some classic stuff like the neighbours homes and the old mailbox and stuff like that. I do have a little thought that it would be really cool to live here next time with my own family, like when I am waiting for $ to buy a flat lol. Raising a family in the same home u grew up in, man that is awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;End! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-1208264070495988396?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1208264070495988396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/updates-i-e-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1208264070495988396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1208264070495988396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/updates-i-e-yo.html' title='Updates i e yo!'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-2540010152164486080</id><published>2010-10-04T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T06:28:36.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-___-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very happy with the way some SSA members do things.. which is why&lt;br /&gt;I am not rushing into more SSA committments. I went to a chanting session at a senior leader's home from 10+ to 11+. Well, one guy shared that he had successfully got a member to join, which was totally not planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut a long story short, basically in my view what happened was this. The member found a chance to share, and bombasted the friend with a lot of stuff. He used his own life as an example to tell the friend that the friend's life was not the way it should be, because he was not in the faith. He told the friend that he was stupid. He implied that he was better than his friend. He proceeded to drag the friend over to the HQ, stuffed an application form in front of him, dragged him to prayer, and got that senior leader over and stuff. In the end, the friend was "convinced".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my story is not clear, u can ask me in detail cos writing about this hurts and its not productive anyway. My point is that :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I do not believe anyone has the right to judge another as inferior to him, especially because of differences in faith, and differences in lifestyle choices. For example, someone is on drugs. Does that means I am better than him? No, because I have my vices too, and he definitely should have areas in his life that makes him a better person. SSA believes that life must be lived only in the Soka way, and although its not officially said, the belief is that u need to be saved. That is something I cannot accept. If this is the case, what is the difference between us and Christian fanatics who say that if we don't believe in God, our sins will never be gone and we will go to hell? Who are we to tell someone that we are their savior? Who gives us the right to judge others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Soka people are very passionate people. I get that. I know that they really believe in what they believe and they really want to help people. However, how people should be helped, is not up to us, it is up to them. I do not believe in 1 size fits all; everybody can be helped but in different ways. Just bcos I am in SSA doesn't means that SSA is the best religious group in the world. It is good, FOR ME, that is all I can say. But if someone else decides that Christianity is the one for them, who am I to say that "No, Soka is the only thing that will help u"?? If we really want to help people, then we should respect that they may not need our help. But in the end, if they are still helped, isn't it good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Of cos I am not saying we can't spread Soka Buddhism. We can try, but that is where it ends. Spreading the teachings. We can say all we want to others, but if we really want to help them, then we should make sure they fully understand about it. We should make sure they know what they are doing if they sign up. And for that to happen, it could take days, weeks, months and yes, YEARS. But we want to help them right? So we should respect that everyone has different levels of acceptance and needs different periods of time to accept a faith, even if they do accept it. There is really no point in taking the easy way and just getting someone’s name in your member list, just to increase your organisation head count. If the person goes into something they don’t fully understand, not only is it NOT HELPFUL, it may also cause the person harm, as they will not learn the faith the correct way. Do you want someone who doesn’t understand the faith to go around spreading it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) And, getting someone into something in the form of cheating (yes, to me it is cheating) may seem alright at that time. But its like being taken to bed drunk. It is also ok at that time, but when you wake up, then you realize you are in deep shit. When someone learns that they have been tricked, do you think they will still view the organisation favourably? By not being honest with people, and getting them into something like this, you will only create hate and resentment in the end when they realize that they can’t back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) And lastly, hard selling, insurance agent tactics and MLM strategies are disgusting. It is already disgusting when used in the financial fields that they are invented for, but in faith? Come on! Bombarding people with info, dragging them to your HQ, getting your senior to come, sticking an application form to people, withholding info from them, that is just classic MLM man. Do you really think that in a faith organisation, you really need to do this? Do I need to say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the organisation exists for good reasons, and the faith has indeed helped me. However, being overly enthusiatic about it , i.e thinking that we must help everyone, to me, ironically, can make matters worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Faith is a very sensitive thing, and as members of a faith, we should exercise more thought before we try to do such things, and not just do it for the sake of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;End. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-2540010152164486080?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2540010152164486080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2540010152164486080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2540010152164486080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='-___-'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-2979293644526670101</id><published>2010-10-01T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T06:02:53.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheery Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title:Cheery Songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annyeong Ha Se Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheery songs makes its redebut after so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Re Qing De Sha Mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WLW0DxkmG68?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WLW0DxkmG68?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was a list of guilty pleasure songs, I am very sure this will be on most pple's lists. For convenience sake there is the dong li huo che version, but I of cos prefer the Harlem Yu version.&lt;br /&gt;The song is just a very classic song that u can use for many social situations. It's hip, its fun, its SEXY; it is supposed to just bring out the HOTNESS IN YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Jian Kang Ge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oe59gSD6pbo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oe59gSD6pbo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on your list of guilty pleasure songs, I am quite sure this will be just below the last song LOL. I mean, what's not to like? Let me ask, do you remember any of the Great Singapore Workout songs? ANY? ONE? But if I ask you about exercise themed songs, u will say this rite??? And your fav part is??? Of cos is PI GU NIU NIU  la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Zhong Guo Hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5IXO3vv4tvE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5IXO3vv4tvE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what u think of PRCs, this song will make u proud of your heritage LOL. I mean, it is the perfect song that can show people why being Chinese rocks, and although it is a girl-band song, it is very well written! And of cos, what classifies it as a cheery song, is that it is dam cheery la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tian Tian Tian Tian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XN8uPqLZrAI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XN8uPqLZrAI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to also introduce to you, this is the band called Wan Fu! Its a nice indie band, and songs like this are pretty much what I feel is their style!! A really cheerful song talking about people you see everyday!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More another time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer u up ! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-2979293644526670101?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2979293644526670101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/cheery-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2979293644526670101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2979293644526670101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/10/cheery-songs.html' title='Cheery Songs'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-4451145928670406049</id><published>2010-09-27T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T17:44:19.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to die, go and die</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Want to die, go and die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I encountered someone who was very negative and kept wanting to say she wants to die. Truth is, this person has little quality of life and by all accounts, should already have died long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not against dying at all. Life, is supposed to have meaning to the individual. That is why he, or she, u know, is alive! If one day this person really comes to a realisation that there is nothing to live for; and has thought through it carefully, weighing pros and cons, talked to someone whom they trust and respect about it; and they still want to do it, then I say, go ahead. It's their life, it's their decision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I couldn't stand was this person who keeps saying the same thing over and over, but doesn't want to take action. U know, dying, is an incredibly easy thing to do. In the old days, u could hang some rope over the pillars in the ceiling, so just plunge yourself into a big river. Nowadays? Just eat the sleeping pills like menthos! Or just dive onto the road at PIE when there are cars going at 120kmh! Or better, find the newest, biggest, just completed BTO flat, climb to 40th storey, close your eyes, and just jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its so easy, why are u not dead? More importantly, why are u not dead, but wishing that u were dead???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not like the person is some vegetable on life support, or looking like stephen hawking, or mohammad ali in 20 yrs time. Its not like the person is physically unable to take their own life! The person is relatively able bodied and of sound mind! What's stopping her then????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly! What is stopping her???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, everyone has shit in their lives. But if everyone wanted to, they could kill themselves so easily. But why are we not dead? We are not dead, cos we choose to be alive. Yes, not doing something, is also an action, and is also a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this person also chose to live, then why complain about dying?? Will it make her life easier? NO! Will it help her die faster? HELL NO! Jumping from an overhead bridge at the PIE is faster! Then why complain???? All she is doing, is making herself miserable, and everyone around her miserable! And the worst thing is, she knows it, yet she still does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An honest opinion: our world has limited resources. If u want to die, go and die, bcos it means there is more tax money that can be used for other people. There is more food that can be given to other people. There is more bus seats that people can sit. And there is more oxygen that other people can breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will get what we want, and u get what u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if we choose to be alive, I suggest we think within ourselves and ask, ask why we are alive??? There must be a reason. Is it your goals? Your family? Your love? Your XXXXXXXXX?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, just make the most of it. I mean, if your life is so meaningless, by all means go ahead and jump! But since u are alive here and now at this moment, why don't u just try your best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world doesn't need losers who can't appreciate what they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-4451145928670406049?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4451145928670406049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/human-revolution-live-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/4451145928670406049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/4451145928670406049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/human-revolution-live-well.html' title='Want to die, go and die'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-7749769729462252151</id><published>2010-09-16T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:43:30.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Things about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey hey, oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah Hey! (Yes I am outdated) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know, when I was overseas last time, people asked about my country. What's it like, what's so special about it? Stuff like that. And I thought I always knew. I mean, like everyone else, we always think we know stuff that is familiar to us, but do we really KNOW??? I couldn't answer a lot of stuff about Singapore, in fact, people can tell me more things about her that as a local, I couldn't bring to my mind! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Same with ourselves. What do we really know or notice even about ourselves? Sometimes people actually know stuff about us that we may not even perceive! So, now I'll just rattle off the top of my head some stuff about me. You may or may not know, but here we go =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Although we don't know stuff about ourselves and have blind spots, I still believe that, no one has the most accurate knowledge about ourselves, than us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) And which also means, I believe 100000% that only the individual has the right to know what to do with anything in their lives, especially if its really personal and doesn't involve others. For example, "You should change your hairstyle" or "You should wear darker clothes"or "Why don't you do this or that more?" are things I very dislike to hear from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Speaking of hairstyle, I seem to still have not have figured out a good hairstyle. My hair, by the way, will probably be studied by scientists from another planet 100000 years later when they land on a deserted Earth. Why? My hair grows fast, and expands, but sideways. It seems very disjointed from the front view, but looks very thin from the side! Like do I have hair or not?!!?? And when I wake up, I look like the guy on the logo of Quaker Oats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) I don't understand my body sometimes. Sometimes I am minddumbling weak, like I can feel feverish from a little lack of sleep or after exercise, but sometimes I seem to have super strength. I knock a lot of things over accidentally with very small movements, like chairs, small tables and COMPUTERS; I sprayed a pack of fish strip snacks on the ground before cos I tore the plastic wrapper too strongly, and I ever shattered a bubble tea plastic cup by just accidentally dropping it on the floor once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) I really do like to eat the fish strips snacks =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) I have unexplained spots on both my arms. It reminds me of those spots old people have, but not exactly too. To my knowledge no one else has such stuff. Maybe I am a real life Benjamin Button??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7) Speaking of birth related issues, I never knew why exactly I DO NOT HAVE A CHINESE NAME! I seem to recall parents saying that since my ba zhi was ok and stuff, I didn't need to have an astronomically suitable name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I'm not so sure I will have Meijia next time, bcos I'm not so sure I will get married. Sure I love kids and I will love a daughter, but sometimes you can't expect too much also. Maybe it just isn't in my life to have a family?? I hope not. But you still have to be mentally prepared. And if I don't, my sibling's kids will be very lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9) I am a qualified instructor in lifesaving. However, I am technically not a qualified lifeguard. Know the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10) I like looking at my side view in the mirror when I am not clothed... so ya, er... moving on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11) My fav clothes are the CHEER U UP t-shirts from Giordano!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12) My new nickname is called Ding Dang! Notice why there is no XIAO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) I have never passed BMI since it mattered, becos of my weight. Even at my physical peak, which was very fit.. maybe I got metal in my body like wolverine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) The most common thing that people say is my profession by appearance is BOUNCER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Current more possible aspirations include: working for SDU, professional speaker, being a part time singer, radio DJ, drummer in a band, opening a hostel for backpackers, and becoming an international aid worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Not so possible aspirations include: professional wrestler, MMA fighter, astronomy scientist, astronaut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) I think I have a very warm, gentle and comforting voice. That is also why I think I can be a DJ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) I soooooo love to eat super rings.... I do it almost every week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) From what I see from Korean dramas, I am a little similar to Korean men. Not very kind on the outside, sometimes even rude and blunt, but actually deep down very caring and responsible to people that matters. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) I used to learn abacus mental calculations, and I can do multiplications of 3 or 4 digit numbers. Instead of vertical, it actually uses a horizontal method to calculate, and somehow its faster! I also, can count 1 to 99 using 2 hands! That's about the limits of my maths abilities =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21) When I can find time, I like to go explore places in Singapore like nature parks and heritage areas and just walk walk and take pics by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) I am very sensitive to those high pitch squeaking and creaking sounds like skidding of tyres or scratching of glass.. I literally cringe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) I am seldom affected by the sound of thunder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) I love to sing. Sometimes I just sing in public, regardless of who's there LOL. A fren once messaged me to say that she could see me singing by myself in public! I mean, sing then sing la! Singing makes me happy, and why should I stop bcos a bunch of strangers look at me?? They are strangers and I won't see them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) My email: js_sma@hotmail.com, can be interpreted as jason_sexiest-man-alive.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) I like to walk about, I can't really be at a stationery area even if I have nothing to do. Hence that is why people may notice that I tend to walk around and around.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) My fav ice-cream and bubble tea flavor is peppermint! Yes I know it tastes exactly like toothpaste! But I still like it &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28) I tend to just want to get things done, and dislike having discussions, especially where things just go back and forth. With the time spent, it could have been used to already complete the tasks. Most of the time, I rather do something myself than ask for help bcos again, things tend to go back and forth and time is spent waiting for replies and stuff.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;29) I think I have an international look.. =p I have the potential of being mistaken for Filipino/Thai/Vietnamese/Hispanic/Polynesian/Mongolian/Tibetian/Nepalese ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30) I am extremely proud of my birthday!!! Not only is it Yao Ming's birthday, Jennifer Hudson's birthday, it is also the day Hong Kong disneyland was opened, and it is also the day that the Japanese surrendered in South East Asia!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all for now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheer u up!!!! =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-7749769729462252151?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7749769729462252151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7749769729462252151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7749769729462252151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-about-me.html' title='Things about me'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-8115068466958242771</id><published>2010-09-11T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:26:34.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a good week, lets talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I got a good experience with a stranger. I was searching for a place at TPY north, and I just happened to ask him the way. Well this Henry Thia lookalike guy just told me, to hop into his car and he would bring me there since we were at TPY area anyway! Wow! Other than the fact that giving people rides isn't part of our culture, when was the last time any of us was helped by a random stranger in such a big way?? For all he knows, I could have been some robber or rapist! Man, in spite of countless government reminders, I think that its only when we experience such real life stuff that we know the impt of kindness and graciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Unfortunately, it was a funeral of a pt I went to. Whether its 100% work or not, I can't give a clear answer bcos I was on friendly terms with the daughter, and I'm the only staff member she invited. Nonetheless, its more out of respect for the pt la. Its a big loss for the daughter also, as she lost her both parents, who were very ill, in a span of less than 1 year. But she has nothing but my respect for hanging in there to be the caregiver as she was the only child. Well, she has nothing to be ashamed of, and can also look forward to a new part of her life. (I also didn't give Bai Jing WOOO!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I was jogging 1 day this week, and then as I was putting my hand behind to rub my back (imagine u are doing the sanandiry position with 1 hand, and the hand is rubbing the back), and then suddenly, I... SPRAINED SOMETHING!!!!!!! Was it because I was running too fast, and the force at that time coincided with the awkward position of my arm? I dont know.. but wat I do know is that... IT HURT LIKE HELL!!!! There was a moment when I just blacked out and as I told some people, I just fell to the floor! Actually that muscle area has always been a bit stiff, and just my luck that I had to do that on that occasion!!!!! I was worried that the next few days I would be DU BI DAO but thankfully its still not very bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) There's a singing competition finally that I found!!!! But... and there is always a but in life, it falls on the day of Kukok trip!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Man, just as I was thinking of what songs I could (finally) sing, life will throw u crap!!!! Hmmmm... is there anyway to make this work???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) But speaking of actual singing that I could do, I went with the korea group (5 out of 10) for ktv! Other than people pangsehing the meet for dinner (which got me real angry for a while), it was all good! Honestly, the people who couldn't sing sang a lot, while the only girl who could sing sang like 2 songs? Singing with tone deaf people is like.... WOAH!!!!! Anyway... I did my best, I also took home Jay Chow's Fa Ru Xue (which is a good way to open your vocals), and I remember doing LIU XIN YU!!!!!! WOOOWOOO !!!! Duno why I just felt like singing it =p Also, I not much voice le... so prob wont sing on Tuesday (if there is even chance la, 10 ppl going?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Finally met with my JC guys on Thursday! For some reason we always end up in Geylang, but since it was Wan Dou Sik, its all good! That place by the way, is like one of the only places in Singapore that has the real Hongkong cafe feel. Anyway, it was good catching up, and we had a nice walk all the way to Geylang Serai, looking at the Pre Hari Raya pasar malam and the crowd, and then back again! Good times, and must say, Geylang is as special a place as can be; and I think I would find it fascinating if I was a foreigner! Its a melting pot... OVERFLOWING POT of everyone and everything that is part of the red light district man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) On Friday, I decided to visit Bukit Batok park myself! So off I went, for some good old exercise! Its really been far too long for hiking man! Anyway, it isn't a big place, u can do it in 1 hour if u are quick, but I must say, there was a part that was really awesome, and that was, THE RED CLIFF!!!! It was really good, just some place where suddenly, its all a stream of water with a huge rock structure... its really awesome! I even sat there for a good while eating my apple and admiring it... man, that alone was worth the visit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) On Sat morning, I decided, as usual, to go out and whack something at somewhere where I would be a stranger! Yup, I decided to join one of the volunteer projects at my old school lol... its at Bishan home there for intellectually challenged people..! And of cos, being the new person was a bit weird, but I made it work somehow.. had a nice chat with an Auntie in my deteriorated Cantonese (how come she can understand and those hongkies can't? -_-) and overall it was nice spreading some fun! And different from the other groups I have been to in my school days, I must say, these volunteers seem really bonded and friendly! Cool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Had a good dinner with the family on Friday, went to Botak Jones haha!!! And I got to eat my steak too! Woo! And then when I went home, my brother revealed that he bought, THE TOY WWE TITLE FOR ME!!!! Wa!!!!!!! We had a good time posing around with it! We also did the cake cutting on Sunday morning! Family is cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) And last, I had a good lunch with Ah Hui! Thanks for the treat! Hope u liked my present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saeng Il Chu Ka Ham Ni Da!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer u up!!! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-8115068466958242771?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8115068466958242771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/8115068466958242771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/8115068466958242771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-4515401556088012222</id><published>2010-09-05T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T06:50:27.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies this year pt 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Title: Movies this year pt 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TITq2MV4hhI/AAAAAAAAA_0/9KD8o4Z0dY8/s1600/grown_ups_poster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TITq2MV4hhI/AAAAAAAAA_0/9KD8o4Z0dY8/s320/grown_ups_poster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513790060555175442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grown Ups &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;First impression, this is some Xiao Hi.. u know the slapstick Adam Sandler and friends stuff that comes out every year… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Well, turns out it is a xiao hi of cos, but it wasn’t bad actually. Its more of a pleasant show to me, something that you really could use to unwind, and not something for you to just laugh aimlessly about. There are some dumb –funny parts of cos, but not those that will make you laugh and then fill stupid for laughing; but more of something that you can grin at and think, “Well that was rather interesting.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;There is apparently also some bigger picture involved. Because it’s a plot about families getting together for a gathering, it actually attempts to talk about good family values. You know, the important of being together, forgiveness, understanding one another; and also tries some social commentary about encouraging kids to interact with their parents and enjoy the little things in life; rather than playing video games and surfing the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Not bad, better than expected! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Grade: B+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm3465073/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Becky Feder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;: [&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;about the bug zapper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;] Daddy! Where is it taking them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005450/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Marcus Higgins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: ...Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001191/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lenny Feder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: Higgins. Don't say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005450/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Marcus Higgins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: Oh I'm sorry not Hell... Mexico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_1UpULeI/AAAAAAAAA_k/v5GA_B--1gE/s1600/The-Sorcerers-Apprentice-Movie-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513672397860122082" style="width: 217px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_1UpULeI/AAAAAAAAA_k/v5GA_B--1gE/s320/The-Sorcerers-Apprentice-Movie-Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sorcerer’s Apprentice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;First things first, I saw this show online, and I couldn’t keep my eyes on the screen always.. sounds normal as we all do that when watching online movies.. but I actually kept my eyes on King of Fighters more than this show.. so you can take it to mean this show wasn’t very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;What I didn’t like about the show was quite a bit. I hated the main character; his whiney voice and his blur attitude is absolutely what a hero is NOT. I didn’t like that Nicholas Cage, FORMER BEST ACTOR, keeps acting in crap, and I definitely didn’t like how empty the whole show was. There’s very little other than “Good vs Evil.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;With that said, there were glimmers of good. I liked the way they combined science and magic; explaining magic in scientific ways, I liked how they decorated the movie with effects and mystical stuff. I also liked how they had a scene where the apprentice misuses spells and causes a mini flood with broomsticks that can walk and buckets that keep filling with water! That was a scene from the original Mickey Mouse movie with the same title. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;I think the grade would be better if watched in a cinema… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Grade: B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Nicholas Cage: Your hair is very nice (IN BAD CANTONESE)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_04tGcpI/AAAAAAAAA_c/NaI8xn6gwxY/s1600/the-last-airbender-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513672390359806610" style="width: 320px; height: 226px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_04tGcpI/AAAAAAAAA_c/NaI8xn6gwxY/s320/the-last-airbender-movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;" class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;The Last Airbender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;This long standing cartoon network series has been made into a live action movie, and directed by Mr M.Night SXXXXXXX, director of SIX SENSE. Well, its two different shows, and expectations of Night have long since went downhill.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;I didn’t watch the cartoon, so from a non-fan’s point of view, it was rather good for what it was. I thought the character of the Prince was done well, a classic anti-villan (opposite of anti-hero; I don’t think there is such a term..), there was good effects, and the goal of the story, the purpose and motivations of the characters, was done well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;I’m not very sure what could have been done better, but it was far from perfect, and a good sequel is needed if they want to tie up a lot of stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Grade: B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0396455/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gran Gran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;: He will begin to change hearts, and it is in the heart that all wars are won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_pgTXsHI/AAAAAAAAA_U/PnrIK5IfuVI/s1600/king-of-fighters-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513672194830872690" style="width: 221px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_pgTXsHI/AAAAAAAAA_U/PnrIK5IfuVI/s320/king-of-fighters-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;" class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;King of Fighters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Sometimes you just want to know how bad a movie can get. I mean, Street fighter sucked. So did Dead or alive, Mortal Kombat, Dragon ball, Legend of Chun Li, and Tekken. So did the latest fighting game franchise's live action movie suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Yes, this movie, indeed SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Grade: F &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;No quotation, I can’t even be bothered to write…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_pRJvQ0I/AAAAAAAAA_M/C3bi6NPQKPc/s1600/inception-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513672190763942722" style="width: 216px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_pRJvQ0I/AAAAAAAAA_M/C3bi6NPQKPc/s320/inception-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We come to the biggest and baddest of the lot, the show that many claimed turned their worlds around, and blew their minds away! Hype, can however, be a bad thing. Too much hype actually boosts the expectations to unrealistic levels, and in the end, the show is perceived to underachieve. Such is the case in Inception. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Looking back, its produced well, it has great effects, and its balls to walls action throughout. But like I mentioned, since by the time I watched it, I expected this show to be the best show ever, it therefore didn’t reach that level to me. IT IS, TOO COMPLICATED. There’s just too much going on, and too much dreamy/reality stuff, too many characters (Why does Japanese man, British man, and Indian man need to be in their team?), and TOO MUCH LEONARDO/HIS WIFE STUFF. And, by the way, this aspect is TOO SIMILAR TO SHUTTER ISLAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Is he the one stuck in a dream? Is she the one stuck? Are they both stuck? WHO CARES? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;To me, the show has great themes about dreams, but at the end, its just that, DREAMS. Maybe its just me bcos I live in reality, and I don’t wanna see a movie that goes for so long, and at the end, tells me that it could all possibly be a dream… a show which a lot of stuff, to me, is just put inside to deliberately confuse you, and I most definitely do not want a show which requires me to watch it again to understand more... that's not enjoyment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Grade: B+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000138/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cobb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;: For this to work, we'd have to buy off the pilots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0330687/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Arthur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: And we'd have to buy off the flight attendants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0913822/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Saito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: I bought the airline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_pOyLk9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/SRst6LQ_e4M/s1600/Gunless-Poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513672190128264146" style="width: 222px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_pOyLk9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/SRst6LQ_e4M/s320/Gunless-Poster1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;" class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Gunless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Its another show that 10 people on this planet watched (cough* where the wild things are * cough)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Gunless is simple. A wanted gunman, the Montana Kid, in the old Wild West arrives injured in a town in Canada. He is a killer, he is ruthless, BUT NO ONE CARES, least of all the guy in the village who he wants to duel to death with (cos that guy offended him)! And he has to deal with farming and fixing the windmill for a lady in exchange for a pistol that he can give that guy, so that guy can duel with him. But that guy again, doesn’t care… what’s wrong with the town? Meanwhile, hunters have come to search for the wanted man; will he leave this town he comes to love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Gunless is cute in the sense that it’s a little story in a little setting. The characters are interesting and carry the show throughout. It also gives a nice snapshot of life back in the Wild West, in a little community which doesn’t know anything about bloodshed and violence. There's just something about the feel of this show that draws you in. Nice show but could have been more exciting or funny.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Grade: B+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0343472/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Montana Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;: She is most definitely worth a bullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0347149/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: [&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jane overhears what The Montana Kid said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;] Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0343472/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Montana Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: No. I meant... I don't mean it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_owy2nZI/AAAAAAAAA-8/ksnFVgASa88/s1600/expendables_poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513672182078021010" style="width: 224px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_owy2nZI/AAAAAAAAA-8/ksnFVgASa88/s320/expendables_poster1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;The Expendables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the show is a guys version of Sex and the City, except if that show had Lady Gaga, Britney Spears, Paris Hilton, Lindsey Lohan, Amy Whinehouse and lots of other crazy female stars. That’s right, this show is an all star collection headlined by Stallone, Jet Li, Transpotter guy, Mickey Rourke, and other notable unknowns like Ex Wrestler Steve Austin and MMA star Randy Couture. Bruce Willis and Arnold Schwazanagger also make cameos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;And I did enjoy this movie, which as my fren said, was TRASH. But its damn entertaining trash. It has really quite no story, but its action – mama packed all the way! Bombs, explosions, bullets, knives, flying knives, and lots of skull crushing and fistcuffs, which are done really well, populate this show, and its really enjoyable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;The script actually does have intentionally silly parts, like making fun of Jet Li for being Asian, or Arnold for wanting to be president and the show doesn’t take itself seriously by giving dumb names to the characters. Jet is call Ying Yang… (@_@) and Stallone is called Barney… but its all fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Acting wise, the actors also did well, somehow. Stallone with his “can’t act” acting style, Transpotter guy doing his cool guy routine, Jet Li with his lousy English, Steve Austin acting as himself, and Mickey providing the best individual acting scene; it somehow does add up well in the end. Weird stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Grade: A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005458/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lee Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;: [&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;] Are you crazy? You could've killed me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000230/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barney Ross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: You're welcome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_om2rlBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/vz0pEA1A4iU/s1600/au-revoir-taipei-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513672179409720338" style="width: 228px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TIR_om2rlBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/vz0pEA1A4iU/s320/au-revoir-taipei-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;一页台北&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Something about this show took my attention. Maybe it was the play of words of the title, maybe it was the cute Guo Cai Jie, maybe it was the fact that it won at the Berlin Film Festival. Anyway, I watched the show, and I was pleasantly surprised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Charming sounds like a good word to describe the show, as is the word cute. In short it’s a cute little show. It gives a little look into the life in a night in an urban city, and how a simple incident creates a night of blunder and adventure for everyone involved. Love of course, also finds its way in the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Its really a show about nothing, yet bits and bits of simple everyday things make you laugh out loud, and keep you interested to see how it all ends. Whether it’s the escaping from the cops or the bad guys who do not know how to be bad guys, everything seems done for a reason, and nothing is really out of place. Another thing to comment is that the music is really good. Its just simple instrumental music (European inspired I think), but done really well, and brings out the atmosphere more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;In the end, it’s a happy ending, and it brings a smile to your face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;Grade: A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;高高：桃子？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;桃子：什么事？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"  class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;高高：明天见。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;哈哈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;END! 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Things that, u know, happen just bcos of no reason other than it is a coincidence??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, when things get too coincidental, could there be a bigger picture behind it? Even when there is no rational or explanable reason, yet it seems TOO COINCIDENTAL, maybe someone up there somewhere just wants it to be? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Students on train&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 night, after my YOG, I took the NEL home at 10+. I went into a random carriage, stood at a random spot, and just looked randomly around. Well, I noticed a girl who I tot was cute (I can sense your smile now) and then I noticed the guy she was talking to; bcos he looked like a China guy. Well, I just started looking at their dynamics, and I came up with the idea that the girl probably likes the guy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just like to do such things. No choice, no I-phone u have to find things to occupy your time on MRT. =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the next day, around the same time, I took NEL. I was tired, I just went into a random carriage, and just sat down on some random empty seat. I then looked up randomly, AND SAW THE SAME TWO PEOPLE SITTING OPPOSITE ME, WEARING ALMOST THE SAME CLOTHES, SAME HAIRSTYLE ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What are the chances that I go into a random carriage at a random time and see the same 2 people on consecutive days!!?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad and Egg&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For my breakfast diet, I have been taking oatmeal with 2 hard boiled eggs. Hard boiled eggs are one of the best egg meal btw, everything is expanded and you get more value for your 20C egg. But anyway, the diet instructions said NOT to eat the yolk, which happens to be also a very delicious part of the egg. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, given the choice between compliance and pleasure, I of cos chose my egg yolk! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, after days of eating my egg yolk every morning, I decided to one day, give it a miss. Maybe my conscience caught up with me, maybe I was sick of eating the same thing, but on that day, I left the 2 egg yolks alone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amazingly, my dad saw it somehow after I had just left it in the sink and started to NAG, and NIAM NIAM NIAM to me about "Why are you not eating the egg yolk" and "Don't believe all the EXPERTS who claim that yolk is bad for you" and "Because all these health articles on the newspaper aren't reliable because the so called doctors probably pay the newspapers to air their views and give them publicity!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All this while, I was thinking to myself, "Dad u are talking to me about eating the egg yolk, BUT THAT IS WHAT I WAS DOING ALL THIS WHILE TILL TODAY!!!!! And on the only day I didn't eat it, u are telling me to eat it!!!! Talk about suay man!!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well anyway, since I love yolk so much, I am still eating it, and no nagging... so the next time I want to be nagged at, I know what to do... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sound of music&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, so there are 2 songs that I liked more a few weeks ago, so I downloaded them together and put them next to each other in my mp3 folder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One is a hip girly song called "Give me" from Prosecutor Princess Drama, and the other is a (SUPER) romantic song called "I think I" from Full House, starring Rain and Soong Hui Chiao. 2 totally different songs put one after the other, just because I happened to download them together, and I didn't want to spend time to seperate them into another folder which suits their genre more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well one day I was sitting bus 100 from Serangoon back after a late night, and I just decided to play the "give me" song for fun. I was chilling and then towards the end of the song, I just started feeling emo because I thought of the girl I was interested in at that time. It happens right, sometimes u just randomly think of that person... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Almost immediately, the next song played, and it was "I think I", which if you can remember, is a song talking about someone whom you like, and not just liking, but the situation where you find yourself slowly falling for someone, which is exactly what I am feeling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just put the 2 songs together, with no intention of hearing them one after the other, but it just happens that there is a situation where hearing them one after the other actually fitted my mood at that time, and I didn't intent it to be this way! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Condoms at YOG&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know my views about condoms at YOG (I'm glad they were given, must be fair to the athletes). Anyway, I tot of this issue quite some time before YOG, and then I forgot about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day on the cab, you know the comfort cab where there's a small screen for you to see.. well I was bombarded with the same YOG advertisement like 20 times in 10 minutes. So given that the only thing in my brain was YOG, I just thinking to myself about the condom issue, like wondering if it had been approved etc. (I didn't catch much news that time, busy =X) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then, ON THE RADIO, they started talking about YOG, and then, they started talking about THE CONDOM ISSUE!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice coincidence!!! Imagine I happen to be in a cab which has this tv set, and happen to be thinking of YOG bcos thats the only thing the tv is showing, and it happens that because I am Jason, I like to think of stuff like the condom issue (because it involves human rights, freedom of choice, fairness; not because it involves sex), and just at the moment I am thinking, THE RADIO, a totally unrelated device from the TV, started a news report about what I am thinking about!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A guy named Joe&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If u aren't familiar with Street Fighter/Capcom, u may not get this but anyway. During YOG practise, cos I don't a lot of people's names, I tend to give guys in my group nicknames. Like I think of it to myself la, cos the nicknames aren't very flattering.. =D So if I see this guy, I'll tell myself, "Balding guy is here", or "Pai Gia is here.. " &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, there was this guy that for some reason I decided to call Blanka. Blanka is the green color monster with orange hair in the classic street fighter game. Don't ask me why, I just saw him and in my mind I decided to name him blanka. =S &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well anyway, one day I found out his name was Joseph, or JOE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That doesn't seem anything special, till I also at that moment suddenly remembered that in another Capcom game with ties to Street Fighter called Final Fight, there was a baddie named Joe. And Joe, was actually designed after the character Blanka!!!!! (Due to the games having same producers of whatever, some character designs are borrowed here and there in subtle ways) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The End! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheer you up X o X !!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-8371701909367796801?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8371701909367796801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/coincidences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/8371701909367796801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/8371701909367796801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/08/coincidences.html' title='Coincidences'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-3347946220274608048</id><published>2010-07-29T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T18:33:51.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Updates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I missed a few singing events like the Taiwanese starlight audition in Singapore, but I think I still got quite a bit of singing in 2 weeks. Maybe the mystical law of the universe has heard me and given me the chance to be a singer? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Jalankai (don't know how to spell), me, karen and jamie did "Xiang wo ni de shou", which I think was as good as can be from me (I think the guitar version is very nice! And not easy to sing too, but challenging in a good way =D) and also a last minute "How deep is your love". Unfortunately, because it was last minute, we actually didn't know when to stop and went "la la la la la.. " while looking very awkward =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back at office, someone somewhere also thought it would be a good idea for Job, Jeffrey, Thomas and myself to form a boyband... so we did it and we are the BEYOND HOPE TEAM woopie!!!!! We sang "Zhen Xin Ying Xiong" twice, wa ha ha ... guess which member I was? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unknownst to most, 8 years ago at Heartland mall, me and some buddies came up with the intention to have a boyband.. (although why would we think it would be a success I don't know... 1 guy is Indian, 1 is fat and creepy, 1 is nerdy, and 1 is me... ) and of cos times change and people change and I know the time for stardom has left, but still, having "a dream fulfilled" somewhat is a nice feeling =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whens the next singing competition? I should really test myself lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Korean class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An-nyeong ha se yo! Jeo Neun Jason i e yo!! I reu mi myo e yo?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah yeah I just introduced myself in Korean! Actually its one of the few things I can actually say, together with a bunch of vocab ranging from "Apple" to "Tofu" to "Salaryman"!!! Lots more, LOTS MORE to learn; heck, one of my fren's fren is under the same teacher, at intermediate level (like 3 or 4 levels higher than me) and still couldn't say anything coherent when we asked her lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O tto ke he yo???? (one of my fav phrases: what to do?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But still, everyday learn one word, sure can learn finish one !!! =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jin Jja ??? (Really?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ne!!!! (yes!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use technology to your advantage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of relying on sms-es to organise my next sw outing, I decided to use... FACEBOOK!!!! Why didn't I think of this before? The idea is really great!! I mean, from community centres to adopt dog organisations to collecting marbles support groups.. everyone uses it and so should I!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When using sms-es, basically I am dealing with 6-7 people, messaging in and out, asking, clarifying, confirming and re-confirming and changing and re-changing.. it is quite sian, not to mention when people give u very irritating answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using facebk to email accomplishes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The replies of one, can be seen by others, and everyone knows what everyone wants, where they prefer, when they are free... I DO NOT have to message everyone here and there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Because what u type is seen by all, people tend to be more careful what they say. Its very easy to just say no and give lame excuses bcos u are just replying to 1 person. But if in the email thread are people whom u actually care enough about ?? I think u will make more effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Let's just say the group dynamics will make things happen. In this recent example, one person did give one of the variations of "cannot confirm" (which means I am not really interested in u guys). Another person (who does the same job = same level of busy-ness) REPLIED WITH A COMPO highlighting all her available dates in August. Next? The "cannot confirm girl" actually did bother to give a better reply. Is it she paiseh that ppl can plan their schedules and she can't or won't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, but this method works! Bcos all I did was type the first mail, and the thing started to move.. a lot less fustration and stress =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOG &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the YOG opening comes nearer, so our rehearsals get more and more hardcore LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have started to put on the awesome suit, which when ppl ask what it represents, I really do not know.. all I know is that I look like a giant bird with a power ranger helmet holding a pole with a giant fish on it.. if anyone is able to tell me what it represents let me know ba =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its coming to an end soon, and actually there was fun times, like posing as power rangers, running in water till pants going to drop, hearing the guys sing, see them use the cage somewhere to play wrestling (we are bored sometimes), opening the pyro to find its more like firecrackers, doing the pyro cheer (we burn baby we burn!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny though last week was almost the same, but on the last CR4, I finally got THE BIG ATMOSPHERE FEEL. Seeing the fireworks, the lively crowd, hearing the national anthem, and the alarm bells start ringing in your head telling u, ITS TIME!!! And therefore we went out there and tried our best, and I think the pyro effect was quite nice. Hope we can keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prosecutor Princess &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I can only committ to 1 drama at a time, and not even everyday haha. I don't know how ppl can rattle off the names of like 10 dramas (mostly ang moh shows) that they are watching.. wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, prosecutor princess is a nice show, simple and straightforward plot. Girl whose only love is fashion becomes a prosecutor, and at first she totally sucks at it. Although she is kind hearted and innocent in a cute sense, she mostly have little EQ and doesn't think outside of her situation, and says things without considering how others would react. As she is damn glam and pretty-pretty, she attracts a lot of criticism in a government office, and bcos of her flamboyant style, she gets into a lot of embarrassing situations too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first she wants to give up, but slowly through her own effort and creative behavior, she manages to win people over and solve difficult cases, and develops into a good prosecutor with a sense of duty and justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos in the middle there is the love quadruple with her liking a guy, another guy liking her, and another girl liking the guy that she likes... nice romantic comedy drama. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of cos, Miss Kim So Yeon, the reason I watched this, stole the damn show. Its amazing how she can transform from a GI Jane secret agent from Iris into a living barbie dall, and its really good acting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guardian angel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A fren replied one of my messages saying I am like her guardian angel.. lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have the habit of sending well wishing sms-es to people, some every week, some occasionally, and for the first time in a long time, I actually felt appreciated. Although it was in a semi joking way, but kids, we must always remember that when someone says something, it is roughly somewhere in between 100% false, and 100% of what they actually feel. So even if it was a bit of a joke, I sense the person does think of me positively and appreciates my efforts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do I place so much emphasis on this? Well, as is the case in life, a lot of things come with a story. The story here is that I don't really leave impressions on others. I do good things, I care about others, but I think people just don't place a lot of importance on me altogether. And of cos as people, we want to be more cared about and valued, and in the past, I did think why people that are much worst than me can get the attention, the friends, the relationships? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of cos now that I am older I have learnt to let go a lot and not judge others as worst or better. So I just do my thing, and care about people in my own way. I judge myself based on how I treat others, and not how they respond. BUT, in such a case, when a person does show gratitude and appreciation, its really a GOOD feeling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I encourage you to do the same, show your care, in your own ways, however small it may be. It doesn't have to involve doing a lot of things, I guess its the heart that counts. And believe that as long as you are sincere, people will understand and value your care. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-3347946220274608048?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3347946220274608048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3347946220274608048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3347946220274608048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-3104137503506225012</id><published>2010-07-20T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:37:43.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies this year part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Movies this year part II&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TEV2NVl9ysI/AAAAAAAAA9s/k774Pqq2eaM/s1600/Treasure_Hunter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495928891782318786" style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TEV2NVl9ysI/AAAAAAAAA9s/k774Pqq2eaM/s320/Treasure_Hunter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treasure Hunter&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realized I did watch this at the beginning of the year, and although it did not put me to sleep, IT WAS INDEED AS BAD AS THE REVIEWS SAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think the main point is that, there is no plot. We don't know shit about the characters, their motivations, their directions, and most importantly, what is their goal in this story! Is it to find a treasure? Is it to save the world? Is it to live forever? No one explains this, and whats left is a boonzana action adventure that goes no where, with random events and characters just appearing and disappearing, and at the end, u just leave the cinema wondering what went on. A pity though, there were certain elements in the costumes and setting that were a bit Final Fantasy-Japanese RPG like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lin Chih Ling: 我警告你千万不要爱上我。不要爱上我哦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TEV4UEMgNOI/AAAAAAAAA90/aVtORHBVzYg/s1600/ip_man2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495931206394459362" style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TEV4UEMgNOI/AAAAAAAAA90/aVtORHBVzYg/s320/ip_man2_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ip Man 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to being a sequel, its not easy to make a good one cos people will benchmark it against the original; especially if the original was good. This is exactly the case as IP MAN 1 was a breakout hit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I think, IP MAN 2, WAS VERY VERY GOOD. I can't favor it over the first film, but it certaintly wasn't worse. What I must say is that, the storyline was quite lacking; maybe I have seen too many "Chinese martial artist fights for the honor of Wushu by taking on muscular ang moh fighter" (See: Fearless, True Legend etc.), bcos that is what the story is. The scenes with Sammo Hung were too little in my view; they should expanded on his rivalry with IP. And of cos, "Bruce Lee" was a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT, what was good about the show, was again, VERY VERY GOOD. They took what worked the best in film 1, THE FIGHTING, and built on it really well; the scene in the fish market and the table top scenes were superb, and of cos, THEY DID NOT FUCK UP THE FINAL BOSS FIGHT. Notice in IP MAN 1 that he hardly gets into any danger, and opponents can't even touch him? No way this time, as "Twister" made it a hard fight all the way, putting IP down, and in the process, making the audience support him even more! Bravo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;葉問: 你觉得分胜负重要，定係同屋企人食饭重要？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TE0LKORLgNI/AAAAAAAAA-E/vfYfo5jI_Xg/s1600/poster_Prince-of-Persia-movie-poster-hi-res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498062990345994450" style="WIDTH: 219px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TE0LKORLgNI/AAAAAAAAA-E/vfYfo5jI_Xg/s320/poster_Prince-of-Persia-movie-poster-hi-res.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Prince of Persia : The sands of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Games that become movies, tend not to be very good at all. Many classic or excellent games like Final Fantasy, Resident Evil, Mortal Kombat, Doom, Hitman, Max Payne weren't very good at all, or in the case of Street fighter (BOTH: including the Chunli one..), Super Mario, Dead or alive.. just sucked!!! I don't have high hopes for Tekken and KOF this year at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, this was indeed not bad. Its a case of what u expect is what u see, and what u see is what u get. U wanted the hunk and babe, u got 'em. U figured on special effects, swashbuckling sword fights and death defying moves, u got 'em. U wanted a plot which isn't dumb, yet has enough "twists" at the end so that u can say u didn't see a dumb show, yup! U wanted a nice adventure with exciting moments combined with sparks between the couple and comedy elements, absolutely. There was definitely nothing bad at all, and it was a nice entertaining movie. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Narrator: It Is Said Some Lives Are Linked Across Time..... They Are Connected By An Ancient Calling..... Destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TE0LUFDKIPI/AAAAAAAAA-M/UeXkN7j7Dio/s1600/mock-iron-man-2-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498063159669956850" style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TE0LUFDKIPI/AAAAAAAAA-M/UeXkN7j7Dio/s320/mock-iron-man-2-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the movie that unites the former drug addicts that turned their careers around, Robert D. Junior and Mickey Rourke, comes IRON MAN 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think that, it was very funny. Yes, funny in a good way. I don't know whether the directors intended it this way, but it was very entertaining to see Tony Stark, a rich and intelligent man, get into many embarrassing situations because of his over confidence and ego.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effects and actions wise, nothing much to add, they were very good. The action scenes were done well, the acting was great, and its everything and more u expected from one of the biggest shows of the summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Whiplash: "The software is shit.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TE0LfBVoOEI/AAAAAAAAA-U/9oIYwbQm2bc/s1600/shutter-island-poster-560x843.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498063347652245570" style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TE0LfBVoOEI/AAAAAAAAA-U/9oIYwbQm2bc/s320/shutter-island-poster-560x843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shutter Island&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I didn't know what this show was about, and I must say, the result is that I was pleasantly surprised. This is a thriller and mystery story of good quality, with twists around each corner that keeps u guessing. When you think you know what happens, suddenly something else occurs that throws all your theories away.The ending revelation, is indeed not expected but manages to tie a lot of loose ends and clear a lot of doubts, showing u the brilliance of the film-makers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could have done without the 3467 scenes of him grieving over his wife, although that did make a lot of sense towards the final revelation, which was quite satisfying. Great acting, nice atmosphere, things that keep happening.. this is a show that delivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teddy Daniels&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; "Which would be worse, to live as a monster, or to die as a good man?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TE2b6zZ-ScI/AAAAAAAAA-k/7aX5PIy0V48/s1600/img6811poster_image_3417_3_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498222154623109570" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TE2b6zZ-ScI/AAAAAAAAA-k/7aX5PIy0V48/s320/img6811poster_image_3417_3_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wedding Dress (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="eow-title" title="[KrMovie] Wedding Dress 웨딩드레스 Teaser"&gt;웨딩드레스)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;Everyone needs a tearjerker now and then. I caught this on my flight in Korea and I never regretted it. Truth be told, objectively, it is a rather average sentimental movie with an average sentimental plot (mother has illness and is leaving young daughter). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" id="eow-title" title="[KrMovie] Wedding Dress 웨딩드레스 Teaser"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;True we may have seen shows with dying people and I did see 2 very good foreign films about them (Tokyo Tower: Me, mum and sometimes dad and Aeja) in the last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" id="eow-title" title="[KrMovie] Wedding Dress 웨딩드레스 Teaser"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But when emotion is concerned, objectivity means nothing right.. ! What the show does, it does very very well. The show focuses on the relationship between mother and daughter, their good times, their quarrels, their funny interactions, their poking fun at each other, and their equally important struggles to come to terms with the reality of death, and how each of the couple attempts to make amends or to show their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a show which can make u feel the loss when the mother works on the wedding dress that she knows she can never see her daughter wear, yet u feel the touching-ness when the socially awkward daughter tries to make friends so that she can show she will be independent in future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a show which really goes deep into your soul, gives you the bittersweet feeling, and makes u rethink about yourself and your loved ones.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','','1','','0CBQQFjAA')" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_movie_Wedding_Dress.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="r"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;Grade: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sora: "Mom, look these are my friends!! Now you don't have to worry anymore!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TFJSvgmAFVI/AAAAAAAAA-s/v-TTANeWfW8/s1600/10758877-toy-story-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499549071129449810" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TFJSvgmAFVI/AAAAAAAAA-s/v-TTANeWfW8/s320/10758877-toy-story-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Toy Story 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get this out. This was awesome. The best show of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toy story 3 has it all, and has done it all. The attention to detail is really amazing, from the hundreds of difference toy designs to how things look from a toy's point of view to even USING THE SAME BOY WHO HAS GROWN UP TO VOICE ANDY WHO IS NOW GROWN UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show has everything. It has cute stuff, fun stuff, funny stuff, exciting stuff, interesting stuff, and very touching stuff. Whether you see the antics of Big Baby or Ken's fashion show or the cuteness of Bonnie, none of it feels out of place, and eventually, it all builts to the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The thing is, we all know that the toys will leave Andy in the end, but the question is not the result, but the process. And this process indeed is a deeply engaging, funny, exciting and emotionally journey. We grieve and feel touched by the toys' resolve to die together during the "Volcano scene"; our spirits are lifted when they humourously survive; and it then comes to a CLOSURE as we finally see Andy give the toys away to Bonnie; a child who can appreciate them, but not before playing with them ONE LAST TIME, and bringing a 10+ year story to a satisfying end. It couldn't have been done more perfectly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: Perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three Martian Toys: "The Clawwwwwww......"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-3104137503506225012?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3104137503506225012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/movies-this-year-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3104137503506225012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3104137503506225012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/movies-this-year-part-ii.html' title='Movies this year part II'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TEV2NVl9ysI/AAAAAAAAA9s/k774Pqq2eaM/s72-c/Treasure_Hunter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-6353156829441646417</id><published>2010-07-08T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:19:22.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDqbdqlL58I/AAAAAAAAA9M/vFGwOPL5pUk/s1600/Comments_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492873629480511426" style="width: 225px; height: 179px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDqbdqlL58I/AAAAAAAAA9M/vFGwOPL5pUk/s320/Comments_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's some comments on some stuff :) I may be retiring my "Buys and No Buys" soon. Although the name RULES, I think I have run out of "No Money" signs on the internet to put LOL.. So before I think of a new name for my updates posts, here is a makeshift version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDqbdTb11mI/AAAAAAAAA9E/854icMGO5mg/s1600/biggest-loser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492873623267300962" style="width: 227px; height: 149px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDqbdTb11mI/AAAAAAAAA9E/854icMGO5mg/s320/biggest-loser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if u didn't know by now, I am on the LONG FA INTERNATIONAL: WELLNESS SANCTUARY WEIGHT MANAGEMENT DIET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. it sucks. For me. At least the 2 weeks detox aka u cannot eat anything stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I couldn't follow it completely, and still (over)eat, but on the positive side, I am trying my best already, and lost 2-3 kg le.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story though, is that a diet plan, especially one that requires a 180 degree change, IS DIFFICULT. I am telling u now, even if u are willing to spend the $, and tell yourself u are motivated, nothing can prepare u for this, bcos it will be nothing u have ever gone thru. From obvious problems like hunger and pseudo-depression (yes depression) to conflict with family to even 5 cent things like "How to drink my health drink if I am in Kranji doing my YOG rehearsal?" or "How to wake up at 10 on Sunday because my lunch will be at 3 pm and my dinner is at 9 pm?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u can cope, no prob, but if u can't? Then don't try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDqbDlou8GI/AAAAAAAAA88/rHflIsMK0Ek/s1600/IRIS__07122009100239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492873181476614242" style="width: 234px; height: 190px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDqbDlou8GI/AAAAAAAAA88/rHflIsMK0Ek/s320/IRIS__07122009100239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coolest Korean drama ever has just been watched finished by me and I saved $59.00 (Poh Kim dvd price!) Well, first off, let's get the negatives out; which given the hype and budget (most ex Korean drama: $17 M USD) was quite a bit. How abt 5? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A lot of talking, political stuff, technical stuff about military, law, secret service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A lot of plot holes and unexplained stuff. I think the story of an agent betrayed and left to die by his own country after a failed mission; being hunted by an assasin, being saved mysteriously, working for North Korea to take revenge on his superiors, and discovering a secret terrorist organisation and that everything that happened to him was part of a bigger plan involving possible unification of Korea.... Sounds cool rite? Too bad a lot of stuff I mentioned was not explored enough in the show, and before the plan was discovered, the hero went back to just being a good guy and saving the world... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Underwhelming ending event (From the second last important event of a Nuke Bomb in Seoul to a terrorist group occupying a small shopping centre? Shouldn't the most impactful event be the last event in the story?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Hyun Joon and Sun Hwa's admiration/respect/mutual pity/allies/platonic friends/love? story not fully explored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) And last, Sun Hwa DID NOT APPEAR IN THE DRESS in any point of the show!!!! (See top picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How abt the positives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Great performances. Main actor Lee "I look like China man" Byun Hun led the way with great acting, and everyone of the case was at least solid in their different roles. The terrorist leader which Hyun Joon worked for was really great in his cool, intimidating bossman role. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Great characters. With the exception of T.O.P and some other callefares, the characters all had their own distinct personalities, backgrounds and roles to play, and enhanced the story in their own ways without taking away from the main story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Fast paced and good action. The chereography, editing, sound effects, music were all top notch, bringing the action scenes to a different level. Whether a car chase or a gun fight or a bomb detonating scene or just a group of terrorists moving in side by side in a very stylo formation, the stuff was all intense and captivating, and the atmosphere and mood were really there to suck u in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) SUN HWA. Acted by Kim So Yeon, who is now my fav Korean actress, Sun Hwa stole the show and her importance to me surpassed the lead actress! They truly missed a mark out moment by not having her appear in the black dress!!! (see top picture again!) Imagine a badass anti-chick agent, who had been kicking butts the whole show, suddenly dons make up with a bare back dress with heels, puts a gun at her thigh and makes a glamorous appearance at some ball or dinner? HOW COOL WOULD THAT BE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) And lastly, I think that what sets Iris apart is that, its one of a kind. The stereotype Korean show is some lifestyle drama with couples that hate each other at first and then fall in love. Just change the setting from school to office to shopping mall to village. If not then its a period drama, following in Da Chang Jin's footsteps. But this is awesomely different! Terrorists, spies, politics, lies, betrayal, conspiracies, love, web of relationships.... its like hollywood in a Korean style man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TD076cmURNI/AAAAAAAAA9U/HaR1ccDFbBc/s1600/facepalm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493612995757229266" style="width: 224px; height: 198px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TD076cmURNI/AAAAAAAAA9U/HaR1ccDFbBc/s320/facepalm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facepalm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently Lydia did something to the White Carrot Man Pek San (Who I name after the villan in Iris) which I could not believe! Well, he's white, so Lydia used red marker to DRAW ON HIS FACE!!! Now he has red cheeks, eyelashes and teeth... @_@ Yup, and she did it with bystanders around telling her not to... and she was having fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Charlene asked whether I would be sad, and I also don't know the answer. Haha... I mean its her thing, and although I bought it, she should do what she wants with it... just that I never expected her to do so.. should I have been sad over a toy? Is it because of the toy, or that I just think she doesn't value what I give to her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then yesterday, she stripped him and lost his hawaii blue beach shirt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LYDIA!!!!!!!!!!!! O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TD0912zq5tI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ptr-4R3RWxE/s1600/Hey__what_the_hell__by_Roswell63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493615115916469970" style="width: 227px; height: 208px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TD0912zq5tI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ptr-4R3RWxE/s320/Hey__what_the_hell__by_Roswell63.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crap!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was interested in the FIR concert which I ask Ah Luan to go, and actually she was going with a friend, so I wanted to tag along. Well, in the end, she said she said she had to check with him first, as he didn't know me and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end, I didn't go, but the reason given was that THE FRIEND, THE GUY WAS NOT UNCOMFORTABLE WITH ME BEING AROUND, COS HE DON'T KNOW ME ETC ETC......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been alive 20+ years, and I have never encountered a guy, &lt;em&gt;under normal circumstances&lt;/em&gt;, who would reject another guy (even if he is a stranger) coming along to an outing.... Well, this is not a normal circumstance, because this guy plans to go to a concert with this girl... alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know what it feels like to have a date, and then have some guy whom u don't know, turn up and make it a threesome. It sucks, and as a guy, I don't fault him for making this choice... its just that HIS EXCUSE IS SUPER LAME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Not comfortable with u" is something people say when they reject someone who is after them. It isn't used to get rid of your perceived "love-rival" ok? Be a man and just tell me honestly u are chasing her and u don't want me around, instead of giving me this silly joke of an excuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TD8tH-UR8bI/AAAAAAAAA9k/ZeQ1mmuCF1Q/s1600/img_compassion365b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TD8tH-UR8bI/AAAAAAAAA9k/ZeQ1mmuCF1Q/s320/img_compassion365b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494159685425689010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compassion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold (oops asked for donations) for stress balls last week for our New NKF health week! Well, I once again did "standing and asking for donations" and its not something I will do again soon! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, response wasn't good, but in particular I wish to ask a quiz question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Which group is most likely to donate when a volunteer asks for donations in public? Is it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A: 1) A group of teens (boys and girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    2) Parent with a young child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    3) A couple (assuming not married)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    4) An old man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u guessed 1, 2, 3, U ARE WRONG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guessed 1,2,3 also, and my theory was that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) In a groups of teens, peer pressure is very important. If your friend donates, wouldn't it put pressure on you to show that u are not stingy/are a kind person? Especially if there is opposite sex friends (which chances are, includes the boy/girl u like) around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Back in my time, I have more than once seen young parents give their kids the 10c, let them walk slowly to me, and drop the coin in themselves, and get the sticker. Its just 10c sure, but its valuable life lessons. By doing so, u 1) are telling the child that donating is a good thing to do, 2) empower them to do it themselves, 3) for them to actually get a postive reinforcement by getting a reward (sticker), so they know they have to put in effort in life, to get something in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Similar to 1), if u are a boy, wouldn't u want to show your girl u are very nice and compassionate by donating for a cause???? And, if u show u are willing to give $5 for a charity u may not even know, wouldn't it mean u are willing to spend a lot of $$$$$ on her???? (Some girls are materialistic after all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in conclusion, disappointment was an understatement... is it that times have changed? 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-6353156829441646417?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6353156829441646417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/comments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/6353156829441646417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/6353156829441646417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDqbdqlL58I/AAAAAAAAA9M/vFGwOPL5pUk/s72-c/Comments_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-8027031853666843627</id><published>2010-07-01T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:17:11.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies this year! Pt 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Movies this year!! Pt 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi! Nothing much to talk about so let's talk about movies I've seen this year! Actually not a lot, and a few are even not from this year, but let's go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanted to give a ranking to them, but I was too lazy to think to whether movie A is better than movie B or C, so I'll just categotize them in general! I do of cos give a grade, which is based on what my expectations were based on genre (if an action show has great effects and is entertaining, it gets A; but if an artistic show is super boring with no story it gets C, even though artistic shows are seen as superior to action flicks in general), and based on personal perception. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TC1sWMj1raI/AAAAAAAAA7k/lMElSedWfxE/s1600/alice_in_wonderland_poster_mad_hatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489162649418968482" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TC1sWMj1raI/AAAAAAAAA7k/lMElSedWfxE/s320/alice_in_wonderland_poster_mad_hatter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had high expectations of this movie, and I thought it would be artistically pleasing and highly entertaining. Which would be a good movie already, and that is excluding Johnny Depp's performance, which I expected to steal the show; bcos he is the best actor alive after all. Well, I fell asleep. I FELL ASLEEP. I think the show was trying too hard to incorporate weird and nonsensical stuff in it (it is wonderland after all), but to the point that it doesn't become nice to watch. The pace was slow, and they should cut about 10% of it? Also, with the talent involved, I think they didn't get to showcase their characters enough (other than the red queen) and I really didn't know what the hell Johnny Depp was doing. And of cos, the main character Alice wasn't charismatic enough and it dragged things down. Well this is what I think, I know some people love the show though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Red Queen : "PIG!!!!!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where the wild things are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TC1uwA-ZMtI/AAAAAAAAA70/LtXlM04q1lY/s1600/where_the_wild_things_are_ver21.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489165292008977106" style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TC1uwA-ZMtI/AAAAAAAAA70/LtXlM04q1lY/s320/where_the_wild_things_are_ver21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am probably like 1 in 20 people in this country who was even interested in this movie, especially after GV decided to PULL IT OUT OF CINEMAS!!! Well, in hindsight, I guess they were right. The good things are: a creative story about what goes on in a child's mind, and also, the very innovative creatures who are goats/monkeys/bears/birds. Its a pity though, cos it can't be a kids show as its too dark, and kids won't know what the hell this is about, and it isn't a good adult show too as it just doesn't appeal to them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Max: " I have a sadness shield that keeps out all the sadness, and it's big enough for all of us. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KickAss&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDFhOizh0xI/AAAAAAAAA8E/8acWmK7QzHM/s1600/kickass_musthave_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490276323230339858" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDFhOizh0xI/AAAAAAAAA8E/8acWmK7QzHM/s320/kickass_musthave_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I first saw the story of Kickass, I thought it was very very original. Using the modern phenomenom of youtube, myspace etc to illustrate a story of a self made superhero is unheard of in movie fiction, and yet its so possible in real life. It has black humour, decent action, the bizarro Nicholas Cage, and a main character that is just like everyone of us. And I did expect this to be Hangover 2010, the little movie that becomes a sleeper hit with its wacky story and humour. Well, I think it was ok for what it was, but it wasn't as funny as I thought, and rather underwhelming. Could have been better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kickass: "And three assholes, laying it in one guy while everyone else watches?[reaches for air]And you wanna know what's wrong with me? Yeah, I'd rather die... so bring it on!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Percy Jackson &amp;amp; the Lightning Thief&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDFtiWk0E6I/AAAAAAAAA8U/lfwDmsbdx-E/s1600/percy_jackson_wallpaper_08-535x401.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490289857684312994" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDFtiWk0E6I/AAAAAAAAA8U/lfwDmsbdx-E/s320/percy_jackson_wallpaper_08-535x401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have never seen the book, so for me, this movie was quite ok! There was nothing really bad, other than overlong vegas part, and for most of the show, it was quite entertaining. The plot was structured on RPG formula basis, loser --&gt; boss fight --&gt; meets girl --&gt; forms team with girl and compulsory sidekick --&gt; boss fight --&gt; slowly like each other --&gt; gains powers--&gt; boss fight etc, but it was good for what it was, and nice pops to Uma Thurman for re-inventing Medusa in 2010 and to the Hades dude too. However the story fell apart towards the end and there wasn't really any climax so it ends up no higher than a nice weekend popcorn movie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grade: B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Medusa: "They say the eyes are windows to the soul. I hope you find my eyes... " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to Train Your Dragon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDK0gBcUEGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/trraolGLlBU/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649357954060386" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDK0gBcUEGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/trraolGLlBU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think this is quite a nice kids movie, with an uncommon setting (the viking era). It has an everyman main character much like Kickass, it has his polar opposite ass kicking girl power love interest, and a take home message to children: LOVE THE ANIMALS!!!!! There wasn't much that was truly bad, it was a nice ride throughout the show (no pun intended); just that it was very predictable, and it just lacked something to push it into the elite of animation shows this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grade: B &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gobber: "Don't you...! Hiccup! If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all... this." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hiccup: "But you just pointed to all of me!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gobber: "Yes! That's it! Stop being all of you!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sex and The City 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDK3KN3KiVI/AAAAAAAAA8k/i-Tj4X7o2oo/s1600/sex-and-the-city-2-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490652281865668946" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TDK3KN3KiVI/AAAAAAAAA8k/i-Tj4X7o2oo/s320/sex-and-the-city-2-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know why guys are against girl shows like this. I mean, we don't understand women, so watching a show about women should help right? Anyway, coming from a guy, this is actually quite watchable. I think there was a lot of cute stuff, like Mr Big becoming an Uncle and watching tv, or the sex adventures of Samantha or just the old Arabic-bashing stuff, and if u just switch off your brain and don't ask why, the show is not bad. Of cos, it was a little tooooo long and a lot less focus was on the other 3 women who aren't Carrie compared to the first film. Not bad! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grade: B+&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miranda: "You brought a dog to a wedding?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Samantha: "Well it's a gay wedding, what's one more little bitch?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-8027031853666843627?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8027031853666843627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/movies-this-year-pt-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/8027031853666843627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/8027031853666843627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/movies-this-year-pt-1.html' title='Movies this year! Pt 1'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TC1sWMj1raI/AAAAAAAAA7k/lMElSedWfxE/s72-c/alice_in_wonderland_poster_mad_hatter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-6926940441538368133</id><published>2010-06-20T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T08:37:20.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buys and no buys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Buys and no buys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485991437851682418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let's start with Paint a home, a nice project I had at this old folks home at tampines, under NUS CSC. Notwithstanding the fact that there was some chio mei mei-s there, I thought it was a nice time. I mean how often do we get to put 10000 sheets of newspapers on the floor, paint blue shit on walls, accidentally paint places we aren't supposed to and trying to cover up =p, putting musking tape everywhere, tacking old folks who walk around like aimless NPCs while u are trying to paint, all the time while pretending to be NUS students, being bossed around by a bossy female team leader who a member pointed third finger to, and doing it with duanhui and marcus? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIprXPGm7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/9fveGqEDk-Y/s1600/mark_carson_freeware_dollar_globe.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIprXPGm7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/9fveGqEDk-Y/s320/mark_carson_freeware_dollar_globe.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485993121039162290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2 months ago, my Citi credit bill actually told me I had spent $45 on Taverna Cafe and Pub man! And I was cool with the fact, except that I HAD NEVER HEARD OF THIS PLACE IN MY LIFE. Well I filed an appeal, and 2 mths later, they got back to me with proof, MY OWN SIGNED RECEIPT!!!! Well it was so bewildering that Angela even suggested it could be that I was drugged one day and brought to Victoria Hotel to Kai Fang!! (the address is at Victoria Hotel, thats all I can find abt this place on net) And I actually spent 1 hour travelling there after work on Monday to see what the fuck this place was, and then the answer of the mystery became clear... IT WAS REPUBLIC OF STEAK THAT I ATE AT!!!! BUT WHY THE FUCK, OH WHY, DID THEY INDICATE A TOTALLY DIFFERENT NAME ON THE BILL???????? Stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485991437851682418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was innocently doing my stuff one noon, when suddenly the lights went off, and the music to "skater girl" started playing and I heard the wrestling commentator shout: "Its Lijie's music, LIJIE IS HERE, SHE HAS ARRIVED" and then there was sounds of 10000 ppl cheering as LIJIE MADE HER RETURN!!!! Haha.. well in the world that is not my imagination though, it was still cool :D I am glad to see she missed us (me) and that NKF was special to her. We had lunch despite the rain, and gon cha too :p Good to see she is doing well, and she has not told me the answer to a mystery thing she said she would tell me &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485991437851682418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes oh yes, I finally had the long awaited KTV with Shirley (Charlene!!)! We went to liang court Party World, and we sang the shit out of everything there :D And as the anti-kbox guy in me will tell u, Party World is cooler cos it has the tambourine, the fake hands that go "piak piak piak" and the bowling pin lookalike thing that has the "sha sha sha" sound!!!!! I thought our Ming Tian Yi Hou was good, as was lian ai pin lu, and I did a good san hu hai :P Hope we can do it again soon !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485991437851682418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we are at KTV, office people went again on Monday for the $8 NETT offer!!! GOOD!!! Kbox at $8 sia...!!! I always have supported Kbox =p =p =p And altho we could have done with more people (Lydia and Angela and Francesca are all welcome), and w/o Jo and Wendy becoming emo and not singing.. I still tot it was cool =D, cos me and Charlene get to sing more lor!!!!! Wahahahaha!!! Anyway, still worth it, and was a good monday. Was also nice chatting to Charlene and accompanying her back. Her punggol place looks very homely =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIprXPGm7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/9fveGqEDk-Y/s1600/mark_carson_freeware_dollar_globe.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIprXPGm7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/9fveGqEDk-Y/s320/mark_carson_freeware_dollar_globe.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485993121039162290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the worst days of my life last Tuesday happened, as I got caught in the rain and arrived to office looking like I just swam in Singapore river in my office wear. Kids, NEVER, EVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER think u can beat nature and run through the rain because u cannot! Period. And if you thought that was the end... NO.... I had to go to MSW focus group and therefore I went home to change.... and then, as I was parking my bicycle at MRT, I realized, THE LOCK CAN'T BE OPENED AFTER I LOCKED THE BICYCLE!!!! On top of that... my cab driver got lost, and I also got hit by the MRT carriage door, and I had to use hammer and screw driver to open the stupid lock after reaching home... -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIp-IC1ltI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ijYmjzOaAic/s1600/question-mark1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIp-IC1ltI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ijYmjzOaAic/s320/question-mark1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485993443378697938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joining YOG opening ceremony, or as I call it, "How to get your international 2 minutes of fame" !!! Well, let's get the bad things aside first... 1) Foo Yong PANG SEH-ING ME after asking me to join together, 2) Jason Chan who has already offended me twice, 3) Very lousy organising and progress in training, 4) Some very rude organising committee guy. But of cos, its still a good experience, knowing some new guys, participating in the atmosphere, seeing a lot of youth and feeling young =D, and of cos, anticipating that I will be seen on TV!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIprXPGm7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/9fveGqEDk-Y/s1600/mark_carson_freeware_dollar_globe.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIprXPGm7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/9fveGqEDk-Y/s320/mark_carson_freeware_dollar_globe.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485993121039162290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Disappointed, sian, and pissed at recent stuff at Wellness Sanctuary. If I didn't noe before hand that they were MLM, I could have been tricked into Alex Wong's circular questions to try to get me into it man, but I was ok with hearing his crap, not only once but twice. What I couldn't take is him using unethical shit to get me to meet. REALLY UNETHICAL. FUCKER. Why can't u just let me join the weight loss program in peace? I want to give u $ for your product not enough meh? U still want my $ so that I can become your downline, and make u even more $ when I help u recruit people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485991437851682418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went hiking with CH, James and Meiyin on sat too! Finally my first hiking since last year, and alto I already went to Mt Faber, it was cool! We went further than my last trip, going all the way to Hort park, and peculiar stuff like a man doing gongfu in the middle of the hills and suria channel filming show sia!!! When we stopped at Hort park, they had a small bazaar there and they sold nice Popsicle haha!! Should go again some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485991437851682418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought it was cool when I got to visit our SSA peace forum at HQ, and I also brought new fren CL!!! Wahaha!! I think it was a good afternoon; I got a free pen, we played some games, got photo taken, learn abt world peace and environment, joined "speed dating" which was not speed dating, have a malay look alike chinese to tell us abt land pollution, play more games, get free gifts, meet Zhiqiang.. and had Japanese dinner. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-6926940441538368133?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6926940441538368133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/buys-and-no-buys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/6926940441538368133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/6926940441538368133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/buys-and-no-buys.html' title='Buys and no buys'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TCIoJY375nI/AAAAAAAAA68/42wiNLAzwAI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-9141793830580081929</id><published>2010-06-17T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T18:26:40.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My own album</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: My own album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I were to create a track list of a music album about themes in my life or some events that happened, I think I would give it the title: 怎样! Could you guess why? And here are also the hypothetical track titles. Its a fun game, you should try it. Stimulates your creativity :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. 干我甚事- My first taste of "female wrath" was during J1, where for some reason, I answered a girl's question with " its not my problem". In adult life, "its not my problem" is something we think about many times daily, its not wrong, but there is also a reason we THINK IT AND SELDOM SAY IT rite? Well, it was a little big that time, with my form teacher even stepping in, and I had to call her home to apologize and got tekan by her Colonel father.. and I remember at the end of the day it wasn't even something remotely important, more along the lines of some rubbish qn like " Jason do u know where is my...?" but hey shit happens. Its like what the Rock says, sometimes, u gotta "Know your role and shit your mouth":P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. 赤裸观众- My first ever public singing performance was A FLOP, even bigger than Goal 2010 (HAHAHAHA!!!) or YOG theme song (worst open secret in singapore's history) but really, I sucked and I realised "need a hole to hid in" is indeed a true thing LOL. Imagining the audience naked doesn't help! Amazing that today I am a barely decent KTV singer! Hey, I ever sing before at a BBQ, at a discussion meeting, and ppl got clap before when I sing at KTV ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. 异父异母-In memory of my army bro Jyip (but he still alive la), one of the most amazing human beings in this world. Seriously, Jesus himself ain't got no shit on this motherfucker man! He is DA MAN!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. 我忘不了你忘不了的他- After a 2 yr monkhood in army, I remember very clearly the first girl I chased fresh into Uni. It wasn't going too badly; I could tell I had some value to her, even her random friends also heard of me, BUT, AND THERE IS ALWAYS A BUT IN LIFE; SHE JUST BROKE UP. AND SHE JUST BROKE UP WITH A GUY WHOM SHE TOT WAS THE ONE!!!!!!!! And as dumb as I think such thinking is at 19 years old (WE KNOW CRAP at 19 years old), that's what she thought, and we can imagine the rest of the story ok? And guess who I thought of (and wanted to beat the crap out of) for a long time after that? Good times.. imagine having an enemy who is someone u have never even met in your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. 原点- Do u think that some things in life come back to the start point after so much things have gone on? Like u have experienced, journeyed a lot, and in the end, it just goes back to where it was? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. 五元欧傍- In memory of the 5 euros that Marcus did not have to engage a prostitute in Amsterdam. I mean it was just 5 Euros, which can buy u nothing in Europe, BUT, this small amount which he did not have, and I didn't want to lend him, in my mind, saved him from aids. If only he understood. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. 过客- I like this word a lot, and I also can't think of an english equivalent. I gotta credit my sister for the idea of this phrase too, as she once wrote a very meaningful article on this. Well anyway, for those with quarter life crisis like myself, I think u can identify with this. Sometimes u ask yourself, what are you to others? Sometimes u ask, why did I put in so much effort when in the end, I still end up a stranger? Did I really matter, or am I just, a footnote in the life of someone??? (OH YES, FOOTNOTE IS A GOOD WORD TO SUBSTITUTE!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. 妹夫- Probably the coolest thing other than being Lydia's friend is to be her BROTHER IN LAW!!!!!! At least when I was thinking la of it at a point. Anyways, having her in a family is not a bad thing, but I think I can do without the trips to China ba. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. 九号佳丽- If you did pay attention in before posts, you would know who this is. No more comments whatsoever, so are u wondering why I even mention this? Well first, 6 mths later, it still has had big repercusions on my life now, and second, what a cool song title this would be right??? It could be a Jay Chow Mo Shu Xian Sheng thingy song!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. 小叮当- One of my many "nicks" or rather, comments that ppl describe me as =p, the others of course being, Crayon Shin-Chan, God of Fortune, Buddha, Michellin Man, Balloon, and "Guy Who Eat Full Sleep Well". Of cos, u know the importance of doraemon to me, so naturally I would use him as a song title =p. How cool a song would be if it could incoporate all these characters. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. 不一样的你们-"If you have ever wondered why u are different from others, maybe u can ask yourself, why can't u be different?" Heard this before? Well, I'll take it one level further. Instead of thinking u can be different from others, how about thinking that, ITS OTHERS THAT ARE THE ONES THAT ARE DIFFERENT AND DON'T GET IT. My message means, our life, is ours. We, are ourselves and not others. So we should live life the way we want, on our terms, and if ppl don't understand, its their loss and, ITS NOT MY PROBLEM!!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;12. 小朋友- Finally, I decided to go with this, to illustrate the theme that, we, like me, should embrace the child in ourselves! You do know that I sometimes act abit cute or un-adult like rite? Well, if u don't act young, you will stay old, that's what I think. And, as if there is anything wrong with being a kid again? Kids, in case we don't realize, KNOW HOW TO BE HAPPY. And, I guess, so can we =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-9141793830580081929?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9141793830580081929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-own-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/9141793830580081929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/9141793830580081929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-own-album.html' title='My own album'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-5546200924868354832</id><published>2010-05-30T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:36:23.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buys and No Buys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: The long awaited buys and no buys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAiNt-5jnzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GMW5ZYf582c/s1600/cash_money_sign_356x473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478784767814246194" style="width: 107px; height: 111px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAiNt-5jnzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GMW5ZYf582c/s320/cash_money_sign_356x473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehe.. had KTV with sister and then with Super Cool Travel Group from Korea.. lol.. I nearly went with Charlene on Sunday but its probably a good thing I didn't.. (but going nxt week !). Well with sister was more of singing what we want to sing, which was cool, but with the group is more of listening together with people, and listening to ZQ and CL "duet" lol.. and must say, 10 dollar KTV is really really worth it! The interface is BETTER LIKE FUCK than Kbox!!!!!! And free flow drinks.. the only thing the room is damn small, but still? Close proximity means close bonding ma! Take that Kbox!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAiNt-5jnzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GMW5ZYf582c/s1600/cash_money_sign_356x473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478784767814246194" style="width: 107px; height: 111px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAiNt-5jnzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GMW5ZYf582c/s320/cash_money_sign_356x473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My first aerobics class of boxercise just concluded, and it was quite fun! I love me some high tempo cross training baby!!!! Woo!!! Well Sengkang CC is accessible, and I arrived early, saw some ppl playing basketball, and then realised.. drum roll... I am in a class with 2 guys and 385 girls sia!!!! Well, not many chio bu-s (not that I was looking) but the workout was good!!! It also taught me some boxing (which can help in my future MMA career =p), and taught me that, boxing + aerobics = SUPER BODY PAIN NEXT DAY !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAiNt-5jnzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GMW5ZYf582c/s1600/cash_money_sign_356x473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478784767814246194" style="width: 107px; height: 111px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAiNt-5jnzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GMW5ZYf582c/s320/cash_money_sign_356x473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and SISTER had a good trip to JB at Vesak; good as being the actual time spent in JB la. All FOUR HOURS of it haha!!! Well, lesson is do not go JB on a public holiday, even one as miscellaneous as Buddha's birthday!!! Well, we still had an ok time, shopped around, I bought 2 shirts, I saw a very cute social situation involving girls and guys, and the waiting time at the JB customs was irritating, but we got a good laugh out of the people who complained when we cut their queue, or the dumb people who can't cut queue properly etc.. good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAi44O-xWoI/AAAAAAAAA6k/AmPr1lFtD9g/s1600/no_money_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478832222929771138" style="width: 148px; height: 120px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAi44O-xWoI/AAAAAAAAA6k/AmPr1lFtD9g/s320/no_money_sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well regarding the ultimate saga, I have decided I do not want any more part of it! I really want no more of the uncle in my life already. Yes I know I said I still "don't mind being his fren", but I really have had enough le. And I admit, I am not being fair to him bcos I never outrightly told him to fuck off, but at that time I really wanted to try to give him a chance, and now I just fucking do not care anymore. And really, there is no reason other than "I just don't care anymore." And trust me, I of all people know how shitty he could feel, but life is not fair, and there are only 2 things he can do: nothing and like it. For his sake, I hope he finally gets it and stops calling, not that I will know as I divert to an unused number now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAi44O-xWoI/AAAAAAAAA6k/AmPr1lFtD9g/s1600/no_money_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478832222929771138" style="width: 148px; height: 120px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAi44O-xWoI/AAAAAAAAA6k/AmPr1lFtD9g/s320/no_money_sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well suprise, I didn't complete vanguard training, as I didn't turn up for most of the last practises, and also the last graduation meeting. And they actually let my seniors at the district level know, and Wei Peng highlighted to me that they don't think I am leadership material. Well, I don't blame them; they had a criteria, I failed the criteria, they are just doing their job. But what I feel is not cool is that, not only do they always inform last minute, their last meetings were held WHEN I WAS IN KOREA, and on grad nite, I had to rush stuff and I WAS WORKING BOTH WEEKENDS. And yes I told them, but I should have known they don't communicate with each other or to the IC, nor bother to advocate for me. Well, lesson learnt: don't rely on others. Next time, got any reason to not be there, post on facebook, send email, send sms, fax supporting documents, video myself and put it on youtube, go to the IC house and tell him I can't go, WHATEVER IT IS, IN LIFE, MUST WAYANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAi44O-xWoI/AAAAAAAAA6k/AmPr1lFtD9g/s1600/no_money_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478832222929771138" style="width: 148px; height: 120px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAi44O-xWoI/AAAAAAAAA6k/AmPr1lFtD9g/s320/no_money_sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you say you were suprised that CHC members were called for questioning, go and see the mirror cos you got a pinnochio nose now! Its shit hitting the fan time for Kong Hee and friends, and honestly, I know we all saw it coming when the Suntec Boonzana was announced on ST front page right? But to be serious, I think that we should not be too quick to judge. And whatever the result, people we should remember that Durai, Ming Yi, and Jedi Master Kong Hee, are (or were, if he spends time in jail) men who did good. I think the lesson here is for us to look beyond the negativity and see that money is not everything. Yes 310M can feed so many homeless people in SG for years.. but ultimately, people made a choice to donate, and they received "God's blessing and forgiveness from Christ". We aren't them, and it isn't our money, so why should we judge? But anyway, this saga should be interesting while it lasts.. will Kong Hee Fatt Choy (I love this nickname =p) escape the ISD???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAiNt-5jnzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GMW5ZYf582c/s1600/cash_money_sign_356x473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478784767814246194" style="width: 107px; height: 111px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAiNt-5jnzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/GMW5ZYf582c/s320/cash_money_sign_356x473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia is the most amazing human being on earth. I mean, she just does the most bombastic stuff and you just love her still. God, that day, she took the bean bag white carrot man toy I gave her for xmas, and TIED A RUBBER BAND AROUND HIS HEAD AND GAVE HIM A NECK!!!!! ARRRRRRRHHHH!!!!!!! I paid $20 for that thing and she spoilt it by tying a rubber band on his head!!! And that day, she just decided to sing around in the office, and blurted out 1456 of her fav songs like she had ADD, and then just decided dance around and sing, and of cos Joelle caught it on film... and man, kids, we will have the newest youtube sensation soon!!!! When she dies, I think we should preserve her consciousness in some mega computer and her body is an ice casket so that should aliens arrive one day and awaken her, they won't be bored cos they can laugh at her jokes =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478832222929771138" style="width: 148px; height: 120px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAi44O-xWoI/AAAAAAAAA6k/AmPr1lFtD9g/s320/no_money_sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt; In a latest sad example which explains why people should not help others and mind their business... a 'fren' posted problems on FB, and I gave a suggestion, and I received the VINTAGE GIRL REPLY THAT LEAVES U CONFUSED, FRUSTRATED, AND FEELING LIKE U GOT KICKED IN THE BALLS BY KIMBO SLICE. Damn.. what to say sia? Good heart no good return? I mean, if u don't want people to care, don't post online la! U choose to post, then be prepared to get replies from anyone la! And, if u don't want someone unrelated to the matter to reply, how abt checking the thing called privacy settings?? 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 3 weeks plus later than I intended to post, but just a short tribute to Korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAZkuyouJOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/87IwfS51y2A/s1600/IMG_1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAZkuyouJOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/87IwfS51y2A/s320/IMG_1831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478176751772116194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour group: For the first time since I can remember, the tour group consisted of ppl around our age group; i.e no old people and no families with small kids!! Don't get me wrong, I respect elderly and I love kids, but got generation gap la! Other than the 4 of us and the awesome monopoly battles for the fate of the universe, the entire group was really young people and therefore it was a lot more comfortable during meals and small talk and interactions with the guide etc! And we even had a little meet with Diana's fren (just fren only?) from Korea!!!The group was cool, and even keeping in touch with some of them. This, by the way, has never happened before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAZxZjtjZiI/AAAAAAAAA5U/VHqhjmANuG8/s1600/Picture+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAZxZjtjZiI/AAAAAAAAA5U/VHqhjmANuG8/s320/Picture+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478190680639759906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather: And I can't emphasize this more during a time when the weather is just volcanic here man!! Seriously, north Asia weather is awesome! The weather had its not so good times, just ask ZQ, who was freezing at times, but overall it was the little things like the nice little chills in the air on your cheek, or the lukewarm sunlight at times.... and the total lack of sweat.. oh man! Walking at night, relaxing with the nice cool weather, is just something you have to experience to appreciate man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAz3U3luxEI/AAAAAAAAA60/iKwa9BmHx6E/s1600/Picture+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAz3U3luxEI/AAAAAAAAA60/iKwa9BmHx6E/s320/Picture+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480026784494699586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I experienced abt the culture: In a sense Korea has a unique identity, being a feudal state for most of its history, and creating a civilisation of people that, like Japan, are special in their own ways. Hearing the history of the place was enjoyable, knowing some of their customs was cool, and just hearing the buzzing of life on the ground was satisfying. Coming hands on and face to face with their trademark stuff like kimchi, food, hanbook, cosmetics, babes, local korean dramas, Kpop, nice scenery, and more babes with plastic surgery etc was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAZlh8Rw5tI/AAAAAAAAA5M/au_P3iojBPc/s1600/Picture+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAZlh8Rw5tI/AAAAAAAAA5M/au_P3iojBPc/s320/Picture+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478177630533510866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Yi our tour guide :p I think she mixed well with our group, and personally I didn't know too much, but enough to have an impression that this is a nice enough guide who sincerely wants us to have a good experience, and a nice enough person to want us to take more than just photos and souvenirs back with us. And we really liked her for her "motherly teacher" like style =p It was fun when we found her sunglasses, and disturbed her in the night with the ultimate excuse of "Do u know where to throw the rubbish" when we just wanted to bring noodles for her, and I think she really appreciated it when we gave her the farewell card and group photo!!! Good times :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAz1kO8HmFI/AAAAAAAAA6s/bLOsR_nYyWQ/s1600/Picture+387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAz1kO8HmFI/AAAAAAAAA6s/bLOsR_nYyWQ/s320/Picture+387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480024849437399122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The cute kids. Fuck, I know this is false, a million times false, but sometimes in life, u have to go with your emotions. My emotions told me, Korea has the fucking cutest kids in the world!!! I mean, looking at all the Meijias there, seriously, who needs to have other kids? Who needs to bother to procreate in other countries man???? Damn, neverland was like the world of toddlers, and really, if u don't like kids, u ought to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAfJqpP8FuI/AAAAAAAAA5c/3lfrSVJvRXA/s1600/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAfJqpP8FuI/AAAAAAAAA5c/3lfrSVJvRXA/s320/Picture+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478569206183892706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The relaxing. It was awesome to take a nice week off as I was quite burned out then, and it did me a lot of good sia!!! Just chilling, getting to know people, playing games, looking at another culture, trying to decipher the playstation language of X and Os... even simple things like going to the river at Seoul in the night and just seeing the open fields and feeling the cheer in the air as couples walk and youngsters play, or just feeling the nice air in the mountain tops and chilling with freshly squeezed orange juice.. holidays rule. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-2227062041531854593?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2227062041531854593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-i-loved-about-korea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2227062041531854593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2227062041531854593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-i-loved-about-korea.html' title='Things I loved about Korea!!'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QOCI8p-CtqU/TAZkuyouJOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/87IwfS51y2A/s72-c/IMG_1831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-5047722915576140692</id><published>2010-05-02T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T08:29:42.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky ICT day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Wacky ICT day 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0600: Its D-DAY baby!!! We see PS Alex at bf, and he is SUPER SIANZ.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0700: Getting ready downstairs for the final inspection, drawing ammo, (I nearly go into a stroke when I see that we are issued ONE THOUSAND MG ROUNDS, and are told by the ammo dudes that we have to use all. Fuck them seriously, fuck them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0710: PS Alex- Later when u are out there, the umpires will be there. So u all better be on the ball! The commanders may shout at u, and fuck u, but that is just wayang ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0715: CO talk! CO Sir starts well, trying to inspire us and tell us we are the heroes of the battalion, cos we are representing the battalion in this missions etc etc.. and then fucking talks abt CONSPIRACY THEORY??? He tries to deny that he has anything to do with pl 3, 6, 9 going for the missions??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;author's note: As a human, he has a right to explain, but as a CO, I really felt he was unprofessional. Why in the first place, does he have to feel so defensive? Yeah, there were rumblings among the ranks that he tried to sabo us, but why does he take it so seriously? As a CO, as a half Colonel, does he really need to bring himself to the level of hokkien pengs and mat yoyos? What makes him think that we care if he is the one who sabo us or not? Is this really the right thing to say at the time where we are getting ready for the mission? And why do u need to defend yourself, if u have nothing to hide??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0815: Jyip's Visible Panty Lines as usual are out, but at least this time he is wearing swimming tights, neon colored somemore! However, he's not wearing underwear as his dick is very visible. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0830: I dance to the hip hop Rikishi style in the bunk!!! I didn't know I had dancing talents in me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900 - 1500: The mission, was , shiong like fuck!!!!! But it wasn't w/o good moments. =p Minutes into the thing, the tail section 3 was contacted by HMG vehicle sia! And soon after, Sgt Chan fucking got lost!!! As in, he went off somewhere by himself, and was tyko-ly found by the scouts sia = = We valiantly posed for videos for the umpires, before collapsing on the ground soon after due to shag-ness, our MG team got contacted by the HMG vehicle, but we fucking shot it down bitch!!! Rashid used his sheng ming to lie on the vegetation so the troops could go into the enemy base, CPL Loh came to fetch our team and asked us to crawl through a dog hole, and in the end, VICTORY FOR EVERYONE INVOLVED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;author's note: I mean it when I say victory. At this day and age, chiong-ing the sua is not a very optimistic thought. And I really was apprehensive as my health has deteriorated in recent 1-2 years, and I really didn't know how to cope with the chiong-ing. I chanted and chanted to give myself strength, and I must say, I exceeded my expectations by surviving the damn thing, even tho I came really close to giving up, but I didn't. I was shag-ed to the max by the end, just lying on the soil and not moving, but in my heart, I knew I had defeated the 3 obstacles and 4 devils in me. But the Atec stage 2 with overnight route marches next year, I don't wanna think abt it = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1600: Come back to camp, and WE ROCK THE SHIT OUT OF EVERY FUCKER IN CAMP WITH OUR "PL 9, PL9, WE ARE THE ONES, WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, WE ARE ALWAYS NO 1, PL9!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICT was great this year. I don't know how to say it better. There were shit times, bad times, sian times but there were also a ton of fun moments. And somehow I feel that the guys have really a new respect and appreciation for one another. And its just something u can't find elsewhere, this feeling of going out there and fighting together, the feeling and the bond of brotherhood. And throughout these years, its really something to see how far we have come, and how we have changed, and not changed, and to know that whatever happens, we are brothers in arms!!!! WOO!!!! ICT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-5047722915576140692?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5047722915576140692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/wacky-ict-day-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/5047722915576140692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/5047722915576140692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/wacky-ict-day-9.html' title='Wacky ICT day 9'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-5952695354825581432</id><published>2010-04-29T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:51:55.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky ICT Diary Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Wacky ICT Diary Day 8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0730: Atec stage 1 day 1 is today!!! And I am not selected!!! So today ZUO BOH!!!! WOOO!!! Some guys however are selected, and OC gathers all of us, to give a speech, and for us to cheer them on! Pl 7 sec 1 for grenade throwing, Pl 7 MG team for MG, Sgt Tan Teck Joo's team for 84, Pl7 sec 2 for breeching, and Pl9 sec 2 for shellscrape (super lucky, only section out of the battalion to kena) and a few other guys for other weapons!!! Go guys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0800: Slack, listen song, sing song, read my korean guide book with Jyip and SM, make milk tea to drink.. just plain slacking. For some reason, I feel that Pl8 is going for the battle course tomorrow (the main event mission for this Atec), since they didn't kena any test today, and that the initial fears that pl9 will kena.. are rumours nia =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0945: So free to even go com lab and play facebk sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1100: Early lunch sia!!!! I wonder why pl9 is so lucky to not going to kena battle course.. but my subconscious mind is telling me not to "stat curse". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;author's note: Stat curse is a term in sports, meaning that u express over optimism or confidence about certain stats which ends up as a karmic curse that worsens your situation; like in soccer, Messi may say, he is gonna score 10 goals in the next match; and when the match actually happens, his team concedes 10 goals instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1200: Visit emart with the dudes. I realise, the FHM IS BACK!!!!! Oh my god, its $16???? Well... I really was very very tempted... and come on, we all shld try when we get second chances... but nope, I prevailed against my horny-ness.. so victory to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1300: Slacking in bunk, doing nothing here and there, and I don't know from where, but the mood starts to change as ppl talk abt Pl 9 getting the mission... hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1310: PS Alex tells us, YES PL 9 IS ACTIVATED FOR THE MISSION TMR &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1315: Some of us still hold out hope ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1330: PC sms-es us that we have been activated. BOO RAH = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400: I dunno, its a mix of emotions... on one hand very sian... with anxiety and fears over my lack of fitness, but on the other hand... kind of looking forward to it. Its like, going to die anyway, might as well give it the best shot.. u knw what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1415: The Malay guys rule. Seriously. They are cheering and playing the hip hop, and even if u were sian, u just don't feel it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1700:  Dinner. Talking about a recurring topic from the last few days: SM's girlfriend's female friend is just in an abusive relationship with her bf. They have broken up for the 4256th time, but still she loves him like hell even tho he shld be in prison for torturing her physically for years.. she doesnt want to let him go even tho he already dont want her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1705: Jyip suggests if we do catch this fucker, we are going to show him the TERROR OF THE GRANDMA UNDERWEAR OF JYIP. Oh god, even this guy doesn't deserve it man! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1800: Slacking in mess, and Sgt Jimmy walks in... well he is damn tired and sian from doing the crap work for Pl8 as he is the PS.. and he sees the same show we are seeing.. Mars and Venus.. old show man. Well, on one scene, the evil mistress of Tay Ping Hui is telling him how she is not abusing his son and that she is a victim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tay PH: Did u hit my son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistress: Why are doubting me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tay PH: No, I just asking u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistress: Why u don't trust me? I tot u love me? After so long, all I have done, u don't accept me! I have no status in this family! (SOBZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tay PH: No no darling, I just wondering cos he has these marks, and Wenjing (his ex wife) feels that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistress: So u believe what she say la! (SOBZ) I love your son so much, u know what! I can't believe u are saying this!!! (SOBZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tay PH: Ok Ok sorry sorry, darling, its my fault ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1805: And Sgt Jimmy proceeds TO LEAVE as he fucking can't take it anymore! And I don't blame him, doing so much shit work for Pl8 who are fucking ah bengs, and still being in uniform when we all are bathed and have eaten and are slacking, and now he has to see a show where the fucking bitch is just a fucking bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2100: Briefing for tmr's battle course!!! I don't know why, but Iskandar has managed to fold his t-shirt into A NINJA HEAD GEAR. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2200: Mini bonding with prata sia!!! Woo!!! Get ready for tmr!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-5952695354825581432?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5952695354825581432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-ict-diary-day-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/5952695354825581432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/5952695354825581432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-ict-diary-day-8.html' title='Wacky ICT Diary Day 8'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-7243670133984421927</id><published>2010-04-29T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T09:10:42.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky diary ICT day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Wacky diary ICT day 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0730: Today we are moving out to Pasir Lebar side, to do mock test for our Atec stage 1! Falling in now! Apparently, I was again running up and down for some reason... (see yesterday) = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0745: Bus passing by the sec sch outside camp, and we realise that they have defaulters parade too! Those kids that are late, they are made to walk around the field sia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800: Reached Pasir Lebar area!!! Our bus drops us at THE WORLDS DIRTIEST TRAINING SHED! Dust Dust Dust everywhere!!!!  Want to lie down also will think like 10 times, before saying no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0830: Hey some ppl begin to notice..... that they are people in the woods next to the training shed??? Is it some guy urinating.... NO!!! Its ppl in jungle hat and camo!!!! Are they spying on us????? We wave to them. They ignore us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0845: The dudes in camo (who try to act cool) walk off and cross our shed and seem to rush off somewhere, as we give them claps and cheers to send them off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000: Reach another training shed, and this is where MG training takes place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1030: Jyip, SM (who is here for 84 training) and me take about how good it would be to have martial arts inspired by MG!!!! Wow!!! Think abt it, how u strip a rifle... and actually the actions can be translated into fighting moves!!! WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400: Tired like hell... practised MG till SIANZ, nothing to do... try to sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400+: Some civilians are here.... TOURISTS??? &gt;&lt; I mean they dress in polo T and pants... some got those big hats or those u wear for golf... some are women.... they from which community centre???? Why are they talking to the warrant officers like they know them???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1500: Our practise test starts with Alpha company guys. The list for who among us that will go for the test tomorrow will be out anytime...but what time will it actually reach our shed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1515: Charlie guys scheme to want Alpha, Bravo and scout guys to do the mock test first. Who knows, by the time its us, the list will be out, and those who are not tested tomorrow, NO NEED TO DO MOCK TEST LE!!! IDEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1630: Our plan failed, and Charlie still had to do, which we did well! And the TOTO results are out!!! WHO WON THE LOTTERY AND WILL REPRESENT US TO TAKE TEST TMR??? Its.... Sgt Tang, Fuwei and Adhar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*author's note:  The results are churned out from the Atec HQ, disseminated down the ranks, the actual hard copies are printed, and passed around to be distributed, and a commissioned officer has to take a vehicle to actually travel to our area to announce the results???? IS THIS 1943 WORLD WAR II ERA??? In a world where we can tell  what my friend had for lunch from facebook or "whatever insane thing Amy Winehouse did again today" in like 2 seconds from youtube, something like this has to be PRINTED AND HAND DELIVERED TO US???? Ever heard of email guys? Did no one think of bringing a laptop? Or just sms-ing each other???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1730: Sgt Tang brings to my attention that Sgt Kelvin is talking abt his China sex adventures... which he already said LAST ICT!!!! Apparently he has been repeating it for like 254 times already &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1800: Jyip finally gets criticized by kelvin for his Granny Underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1930: Back in camp!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-7243670133984421927?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7243670133984421927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7243670133984421927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7243670133984421927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-7.html' title='Wacky diary ICT day 7'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-1571426886809068148</id><published>2010-04-27T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T06:29:56.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky diary ICT day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Wacky diary ICT day 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author's note: ICT day 6 by right was Saturday, but I'll skip it and continue to Sunday nite and Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2200: After having the Sunday off, Chua, SM and me take the cab again to book in at 2200 hours! We are JUST NICE IN TIME at the gate, when Anthony's car creeps by, the windscreen comes down, and he tells us to get our asses into the car. He proceeds to drive GTA GANGSTAR~ STYLE into the camp while drinking a beer at the same time, and somehow he manages not to knock down someone while getting us to the carpark in record time. He is also an IP MAN FAN. Great guy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2220: Settled in! Tmr back to training! More or less everyone is in, and I spot Jyip lying on the bed IN HIS UNWASHED DIRTY UNIFORM FROM LAST SATURDAY WITH BOOTS and with a towel over his head talking to his girlfriend. 7 years of buddy and I have no words to comment. I just shake my head and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0615: Wake le! Yip seems depressed at Bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0730: Today is FIBUA, and we are gonna move off! I struggle in the bunk abt whether to bring the elbow and knee pads they issued, before deciding not to, and then deciding to again while downstairs. Needless to say, I ended up sweating like hell again. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0733: WHY WOULD  THEY ISSUE TO US IF WE NO NEED TO BRING THESE STUFF ??????? I think this to myself and feel dumb. -_______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800: Aircon bus is here and the chinese techno is blasting baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0830: New FIBUA area, which is basically the generic ghost-town u see in zombie flicks or games like Left4Dead. SERIOUSLY. Half destroyed buildings, overturned furnitures, and even A FUCKING HALF BOMBED CAR FROM A MOVIE SET is there! And who can forget the signboards? Barber, acquarium, medical centre, repair shop, coffee shop, post centre, clothes shop, hotel... DBS (digital billing services) even sia! ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0930: The trainer today is 1SG Jason who tells us abt Fibua tactics. Warrant Teoh with the high school musical voice (imagine Zach Efron's voice when he is a uncle) then interrupts with his version of the training. Jason then proceeds to tell us (behind his back) that "Old man is that one.. nag not worst enough, cos nagging will stop. Is when they grumble then it won't stop" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0945: Jason also introduces the Fibua section stores, the foldable ladder, wire cutter, Iron pick and SLEDGEHAMMER (yes the one HHH uses in WWE)!!!! He also proceeds to say all except the hammer are useless... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1030: We have some fun practising storming into rooms and climbing windows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1100+: I get a nice NAP!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1200+: Lunch! I remember its some duck + lu chap rice cos it sucked LOL. Sadly Jyip is STILL DEPRESSED. Its time like this that being single rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1300+: Kelvin proceeds to talk abt the old times; his tekaning during GCC commanders training, our old old PC LTA Alex who was a dick and white as hell, and of cos, suan-ning Stanley for how we all saved his life when he almost died in Brunei. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1330: Getting ready for Fibua mission! I also bust out the RAMBO ATTIRE (i.e slinging the MG rounds instead of carrying them!) It looks cool so why hasn't anyone ever tried it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1500+: The fibua mission is SHAG LIKE FUCK! Ironic as it involved a lot less walking, but I finally realised why Rambo attire is a bad idea (cos it sucks when u have to run and dash and crouch), and I also realised why the elbow and knee pads rule (cos u are so shag u will bang here and there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1500++: MG rules in fibua! Just plain open firing man!!! We fired at rooftops, from windows, on tables, on tables that we slide to move the gun forward!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1600: Exercise almost over, and Sgt Jason askes us to to up the roof to secure or whatever the hell... but we NO SELL HIM and just proceed to lie on the wall. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1600+: Debrief!!!! SHE triumphantly says RECON ONE while Sgt Jason spits out his water!!!!!!! He also askes why me and Jyip did not go to the roof, and all I could say was, we were too damn shag!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1700: Back in camp!!!! Jyip STILL DEPRESSED AND TALKING UNDER THE TOWEL and I clean MG for him with help from Chua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2200: Nite!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-1571426886809068148?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1571426886809068148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1571426886809068148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1571426886809068148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-6.html' title='Wacky diary ICT day 6'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-1009867943531079245</id><published>2010-04-26T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T06:00:59.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky diary ICT day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Wacky diary ICT day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0615: Early morning in cookhouse again... been also clicking the survey on their touchscreen for days! Does the survey really mean anything? It makes me 1.356 seconds later to get my food! And is a survey really credible when 2 of the options are "not ok" and "lousy"?? If something is not ok, means its lousy rite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0630: Ahhhh need to shit urgently! - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0700: Raining!!!! BOO!!!! I don't wanna chiong sua when there is mud!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800: Anyway while waiting in bunk for rain to stop, some peeps oogle at the FHM I brought into camp, and some go toilet after that (which may or may not have anything to do with the FHM); I sing some songs to myself, I teach Jyip how to sing TONGHUA, and we talk abt Cheah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author's note: Cheah is one of the original 6 coporals, but he's kinda alienated from the 5 of us. I would liken him to the green ranger from power rangers, except it would make the remaining 32 power ranger fans on earth light themselves on fire. Anyway, he's 26, looks like 46, and has heart problems at this age, due to his "financial job" which causes him a lot of stress. He smokes to cope, he has slimmed down a lot, and he gambles like hell. I feel bad for him cos I know he's gonna die early if he continues this lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 0900: Rehearsal for battle course. Chop chop curry bok, as we simulate the combat into enemy territory without equipment and tactical movement. I.E, just going thru the motions. Nonetheless, I like it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0930: Sgt Kelvin tells me to change the ear piece for his signal set for him; I wonder why, till I realise its like been soaked with sweat, urine and semen from a giant sea slug. Too bad I couldn't find!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1200: During lunch, Ah Du and Lester talk abt war.  Ah Du: If there is war, and u are the one in our section highly injured, what will u do?  Lester: I will just ask u guys to carry on w/o me, and sacrifice ^^  Ah Du: Well we would carry on w/o u anyway cos by the time we carry your fat ass, we will all die! LOL !!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400+: Battle course starts baby!!!  The following events are typed as remembered by author, as due to the situation, I can't remember the exact time and order the things happened: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ah Du plucks plants and sticks it to his helmet! LOL CAMO!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Jyip has LOW CUT PANTS WHICH SHOW HIS GRANNY UNDERWEAR!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I give Jyip a massage during rest, FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER IN CHIONG SUA OF SEVEN YEARS. I HAVE CHANGED ^ ^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Almost blacked out. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) PC is the first one to die after he says "Chiong ah" while at enemy entrance -____- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Who is the $%%^&amp;amp;^*^##^%*^(&amp;amp; who decided that the entrance is a $$^^^**$#@#$#&amp;amp; MUDDY SLIPPERY 170 DEGREE SLOPE!!!! FUCK!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) MG no need to fire sia!!! WOO!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Firefight over! Time to get down the slope!!! There's a thick vine on the side but instead of risking to rappell down, I just slide my ass down the mud =X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) My light green uniform is now dark green -___- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) On the bus back, the PRC bus driver says on handphone: " Ni Zai Na Li Ah?" and Ah Du mouths (with china accent) : " Wo Zai Ni Xin Li Ah!!" Fuck man. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1900: Slacking in mess after coming back! Oh we are watching diamond club variety show, and I shoot another proposal idea to the dudes; how abt proposing on a variety show like this!!!!??? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2100: Hong Bai Xi Shi on tv! Well, I think its a good theme, if u watched Departures u would know what I mean. But too bad, its a Mediacorp show, so a lot of potential wasted. How I wish local dramas were like Wife's Temptation, with the beautiful Eun Jae (did I mention she is the chio-est 38 year old woman in Korea??? =D) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-1009867943531079245?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1009867943531079245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1009867943531079245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1009867943531079245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-5.html' title='Wacky diary ICT day 5'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-7172128552536892550</id><published>2010-04-24T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T05:59:19.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky diary ICT day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title:  Wacky diary ICT day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800: MG training early in the morning..! We have to get the technical handling right.. cos who knows who will kena selection for test! What LTA Daya? Oh of cos we practised in bunk ytd when u guys were too busy to conduct training for us! Yes we are sure ^ ^ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900: LTA Daya is a nice guy. He's patient, he has some humor, and he calls Fuwei Abang LOL. He also gains my respect by finishing the day's trainings after a certain amount of practice. Because, too much practice also won't help as it would only injure ourselves!!! In such a techinical test, a lot of times it comes down to whether u are on form, whether u can be not ganjiong, and things like luck and fate. If u can do it in practice it doesn't mean u can do it in the test and vice versa! So its great he is so understanding!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000: Oh yeah we are drawing the test sets, getting ready for the mission tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1015: Its funny how the antenna on the test set which is to be attached to our helmets can draw so many comparisons: 1) lightning conductor, 2) bumper cars, 3) fencing.. and 4) TELETUBBIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000+: PS Alex calls me Jyip! I don't mind.. but its been 7 years since NSF.. shouldn't u guys be able to NOT CALL US BY WRONG NAMES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1200: PS - " Hey, give this set to Ron, its for him." Arshad- " Ron???" (What the fuck look on his face) PS- " I know Ron is chao geng and not with us for qiong shua since first ICT, but he is in the platoon list ma, just keep for him first." Arshad- " RON????????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1500: Doing zeroing.. and firing blanks for test set.. I can't believe the people giving out bullets at the ammo pt actually said, "Thanks, have a nice day sir" Is this funfair??? Reservist = civilians in uniform lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1530: Not suprisingly, Jyip's MG cannot hit anything!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1600: Haiz, have to re-do MG firing (nightmares of cleaning the damn gun almost everyday last year is still in my memories), but NO CHOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1610: Platoon 7 and 8 MG gunners DIDN'T EVEN TEST FIRE???? And we are doing the re-shoot? And the ammo ppl want US to fire their rounds anyway since "they have to expand all the rounds regardless?" FUCK THEM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1715: Finally back from reshoot, and at this moment, looking at Yip's backview, I have mixed feelings. He's the one carrying the 11 kg nutsack of a gun, he's the one proning and sweating while firing a gun that can't hit the targets, he's the one who takes the responsibility for cleaning the weapon; and I'm just the one beside him who ironically resents it. As far as I have come in my human revolution, he is still the better man, by a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1730: Somewhere, Gabriel is shouting, "I NEED SOME SEX!!!" Girls, this is what u are missing out on... (not the sex, but the sights and sounds of army)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1740: I tear out my plaster from my knee.. OUCH!!! Brazillian wax sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1800: Over dinner, we talk abt how cool it would be if sushi and sashimi were served in cookhouse LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1800+: Spec mess supper!!! I break the chair while siting on it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000+: Coporals chat again, and we talk abt marriage.. and I bring out the KISS CAM IDEA FOR PROPOSAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2100+: Whole body aching..  -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2300+: SLEEP!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-7172128552536892550?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7172128552536892550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7172128552536892550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7172128552536892550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-4.html' title='Wacky diary ICT day 4'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-2474670152777335010</id><published>2010-04-24T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:44:34.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky diary ICT day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title:  Wacky diary ICT day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0100: Wake up le...! Eh its 1am???? Damn!!! = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0645: Wake up again for BF!!! Chua is sporting a nice army singlet.. and gets cautioned by Staff Yeo.. fair enough, he's HQ CSM and should up hold the correct dress code for meals, and then Sgt Rahman comes over and says the same thing... WAIT, SGT RAHMAN????? That bai ka bai qui slacker? Of all ppl HE warns Chua about not wearing singlet to cookhouse? Damn, this shit is serious. Did someone wearing a singlet like shitted in CO's helmet or did a wedgie on him ytd?? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800: Time for grenade throwing!!! This is part of the test for Atec, and u have to get the grenade a certain distance within a radius to be successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900: Not suprisingly, 90% of ppl SUCK at this. In terms of voice, we can still be Redcon 1, cos we echo the shit when throwing man! "GRENADE!!" But in terms of where the grenades land.. some too low, some too high, some too low and too right, some too low and too left, some hit other ppl, some hit ourselves, some hit the other stations targets... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000: Supposed to have MG training, while other guys go for other training.. but no news leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1100: Seems like no MG training today! Really? YEAH!!!!!! WOOOOOO!!!!!! U mean I get to sleep while others train?????? U mean it????? Haha, now its their turn to be tired and hungry and walk into the bunk seeing ME sleeping. Wa hu hu hu ha ha ha !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1115: Don't haolian... don't haolian.... scarly get retribution....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1500: I'm so free that I am in gym with Jyip, Chua and Sazaly. WOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1530: Chua is damn fit, doing running some more, while Yip is doing .... something..... which involves running very hard, then becoming out of breath, then stopping, then repeating it again and again... If I asked him, he would say interval training.. but he is also the guy who told me 2 days ago that his shoes were in good condition... (see day 1) so I shall not ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1600+: Back! AND STILL GOT TIME TO SLEEP A SECOND TIME !!!!! HA HA HA HA HA !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1700: The guys discuss in bunk what it would be like to have avatars doing NS for our grandchildren next time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1900+: The other ppl are finally back, they had a long day. Oh there's Sharin aka Boss, he's standing in the commander's bunk half naked, and he just came back from the training, seems like he is walking to the toilet... wait my brain is sending me some signals... something is not right... fight or flight???? OH CRAP HE IS IN UNDERWEAR ONLY!!!!!!! MY EYES MY EYES @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2100: Slacking in bunk reading "Adventures in non ordinary realities"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2100+: FUCK, don't understand.. @_@ I'm stuck on page 20+ which talks about Indian yoga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2145: Briefing on practice mission tmr for Platoon battle course! By the way, PS warns us that 87.3% is our chances for getting the actual battle course for Atec test next Thursday!!!! = = But first things first, prepare for the mission tmr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-2474670152777335010?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2474670152777335010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2474670152777335010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/2474670152777335010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-3.html' title='Wacky diary ICT day 3'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-844327180817801867</id><published>2010-04-24T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T09:40:32.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky diary ICT day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Wacky diary ICT day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0600: Wake up! &amp;amp;_&amp;amp; First breakfast in camp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0700: IPPT!!! I don't think u can find a more bigger collection of guys that know that whatever they are gonna do is useless (the attempt to pass ippt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0715: IPPT briefing from a warrant officer that looks more like your typical IT fair geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900: Results notwithstanding =p, IPPT was not bad! Time for bath!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0930: Uniform sizing for new pixelated uniform! But some guys went for sizing after IPPT!!! Meaning.... we are wearing their sweaty uniforms!!! +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0945: Wow, have a chance to put a new name on uniform instead of JS LOW.. I flirt with these names: Tom Cruise, Brad Pitt, Beckam, Rooney, John Cena, Big Daddy, Big Momma.... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000: MG training! Striping, assembling, IA... etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1200: I stay back to train more, while Jyip offers to stay back to look after weapons while the others go lunch... and proceeds to talk to gf on phone... #_#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1300: Bathe after lunch LOL.. civilian now, need to be clean ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1310: Man, ppl are already back from their own weapon training! And sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400: I regret bathing as I proceeded to sweat 10 seconds after changing! But I do my elbow pads like Randy the Ram!!! Ram Jam!!! (Proning on concrete hurts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1630: Back! Ppl still sleeping sia!!!! Well, MG is like that one, that's our life, we have to accept, and not to compare with others! (A recurring theme in this ICT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1700: Go emart again! Wait! The FHM I saw ytd with naked women (who manage not to reveal anything, but u know they are naked) is GONE! GONE!!!!! FUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1800: Go play FB!! ^ ^ I message my buds sitting next to me for fun :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1900: Talk to ZC in the bunk. I like that he's a good listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2100: Last parade! Long lost Fahmi returns, and PS announces that Coporal Loh, some new guy from somewhere, is gonna be Section 2 IC!!!! Malay dudes proceed to chant: "Change of command parade!!" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2230: There's some chikada in the bunk, and 10+ grown guys are crowding around each other while urging random people to "volunteer" to destroy it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2300+ Nites!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-844327180817801867?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/844327180817801867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/844327180817801867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/844327180817801867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-2.html' title='Wacky diary ICT day 2'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-1260630945034516690</id><published>2010-04-24T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T08:59:52.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky diary ICT day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Wacky diary ICT day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0630: Steam steam and waiting for Chua and SM to pick me up in the cab. What is it? ICT 2010 baby!!!!!!! Oh where are they? Late???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0635: Hey hey, they are here. Exchanging the slightly akward guy moments when we haven't seen each other for months. Off we go!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0700: I made it thru the hair cut check. No hair cut check!!! NO HAIR CUT CHECK!!!! SUCK IT YOU WARRANT OFFICER!!! SUCK IT MAN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0730: After exchanging greetings, we proceed for the CO parade!!! I pick the same bed as last year, nearer to the edge of the corridor, but further from balcony ^ ^. Its a 50 odd bed bunk btw... lol My buddy Jyip comes but has to sleep much further from me. (This is a blessing as u will see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800: HOT HOT HOT = = After hearing the 467th baris sedia, baris omat, baris abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz123456789~!@@##$$%%%^^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;***((() and all that... it was CO talk which I obviously didn't remember... and time for cohesion march!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0815: We are marching this year, out of camp, to Pasir Laba SAFTI range, cos we are gonna do range straight away man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0930: Still marching... still marching.... still marching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000: Range beginning!!! I scramble with some peeps to be 1 of the first details. Don't ask me why they are asking ppl who haven't even dreamt of a rifle in 1 year to do live firing (the shooting of bullets that can u knw, kill ppl) on their first day back. Thats army for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1015: Briefing. Warrant Teoh aka guy with squeaky voice is back, and announces that once enough people are gathered, the people who pass the shooting first can go back!!! ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1016: BUT the drivers have to pass the shoot too, then they are allowed to go back aka drive us back!!!! -_________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1018: Shouts of "Eh who got class 4 license sia? Can drive lorry or truck!!" "Drive us back lor!!!" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1100: Collecting ammo, nervous sia. Like I said, never even touch a gun in 1 year, and now ask me to shoot live ammo... somemore no zeroing sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1115: There are 2 targets, which will go up randomly, and I gotta do proning position first then going in a foxhole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1120: Hit!! Miss!! Miss!!! Hit!!! ETC ETC.. I only got 4/10 for part one!!! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1125: I gotta get at least 6/10 to pass!!! Ya hur hee ho ha hor wata!!! Take that and that and that!!!! Yes Yes I got 4 already, 2 more 2 more!!! Yeah baby one more!!!! Yeah come on big target big target.... YES big target, sure can hit one.. BANG!!! WOO!!!!!&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; HUH???? &gt;&lt; MISS??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1127: Shit man, small target how sia... HECK LA... BANG!!!! WOOO!!!!! PASS LE... !!!! SO HAPPY!!!! And the sergeant looks at me and says, still got target!!! Oops... BANG!!!! 11/20!!!! VICTORY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1133: Score sheets are out! Casually ignoring the fact that the average score is well above 11, alto there are some bohbohs who fail LOL, I look around like typical Singaporeans when it comes to seeing other people's results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1500: Transport is here!!! Reach camp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in between 1500 and dinner: Well, time to review my SMS buddies this ICT. In 2006 it was Melissa, Kaiting, and I forgot who else.. 2008 was Kaiting, DH, Weixuan, JYIP's attached fren... 2009 was Kaiting, Chinagirl, DH ... 2010 .... DRUMROLL&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; is Kaiting, Chinagirl, Jane, DH, CL, YW and a few other ad hoc ones... MAN... looking at the trends... Maciam Star awards sia.. every year got some same some different choices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1600: I realise.. I DIDN'T BRING PT SHOES!!!!!!!!! -___________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1610: I attempt to borrow Jyip's shoes... which should be ok as he had kept them in his ziploc bag for years and never used them..... but then I remembered, HE IS JYIP. And the shoes have not been used for years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1611: And the soles of the shoes... are like falling off. Disintegrating in front of my eyes is a better description. VINTAGE JYIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1620: I am back from Emart with NEW SHOES ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1900 - 2200: Quite some stuff.. 1) Found out polish president died in an aircraft accident.. 2) recounting that PC9 stood up for the men when a Warrant tried to be guai lan 3) experiencing Azeen putting a cold can drink to my ear lobe when he walked past 4) chatting with Chua, SM, ZC and Yip abt everything from games to movies to girls to underwear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2200+: Good nite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author's note: I don't really liked it when the guys talked abt.. "Hey XXX, u know so many girls, intro some to J-Lo la?" 100% of the time, u already can tell the answer 0.1 seconds later from the body language.. and yet, ppl feel obligated to give some sort of answer that doesn't say no when u know that they don't want / can't/ won't.. and then there's akward silence for a few seconds and the topic has to shift ... COME ON GUYS, I appreciate the effort to bring it up and the effort not to disappoint me.. but why are we trying so hard when we all know the answer: If XXX wants to intro, he would have done it long ago. Yes of cos if u intro I would love it, but I really don't expect any help at all. And if we have to engage in this which leaves NO ONE better off (i.e I feel like a idiot cos the person doesnt want to intro to me, and the person feels bad for not intro-ing to me), might as well don't bring it up ok? - Love from J-Lo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-1260630945034516690?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1260630945034516690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1260630945034516690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1260630945034516690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-diary-ict-day-1.html' title='Wacky diary ICT day 1'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-4945734937934848105</id><published>2010-04-07T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T06:37:32.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I know my ABC, won't u come and sing with me Pt2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Now I know my ABC, won't u come and sing with me? Pt2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for Mei Mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jane aka "Mei3 Mei2", my  ex colleague, is someone who I am very impressed with. Someone who has  potential to join our SGI kosen-rufu movement. The feeling, is like Qui  Gon Jin seeing Anakin Skywalker for the first time, and realising that  he has the potential to be a great Jedi one day!!! Indeed, Jane gets it.  JANE GETS IT. At what, 22, 23 years old, she already has the realisation  that she herself needs to reflect on her own problems, and take action  to improve her issues to achieve happiness! And do not underestimate  this, bcos, many people have lived twice or thrice as long as her, and  STILL DON'T GET IT. Must jio to activities.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;N is for Nason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quite some time ago, I was on the phone with someone I never met  before. When we did meet, he calld me NASON. Yes, Nason. The top 10  google searches reveal that Nason is a 1) some electronic machinery  company, 2) car paint company, 3) multi-discipline construction company,  4) medical centre, 5) artist's last name, 6) leather boots company, 7) a  city in US with a population of 234 people. Well, I therefore became  the FIRST KNOWN PERSON on this planet to be called Nason by my first  name.. and I can't be less flattered. But to be honest, the other guy  must have been thinking why the hell I would call myself such a stupid  name.. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; O is for Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOG is coming live this year, and there could be fun :D I could  potentially show up as a spectator, but regardless, as locals, we should  try to support as much as possible! I think they got a good start, cos  the mascots are cute (at least cuter than Hai Bao who is basically a  blue version of Patrick from Spongebob and cuter than the mustard swampy  thing with spots that appears during the World Cup commercials =p). On a  joking side, are they gonna provide free condoms for the athletes like  they do in summer and winter games? How about doing a reality show about  life in the youth olympic village and ask ppl what is it like to just  have a life where in a day, u do nothing except throw a discus 14856  times or play ping pong for 20 hours? I am so mean =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P is for  Psychology of coping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The psychology of coping, (I believe  someone has coined this term, but if there isn't, can I be the one who  invented this phrase =p) is something I have experienced many times...  basically u can use it to find out how badly people are doing.. u know  those times when people say I HAVE NO MONEY, or NOT FREE, or SO SIAN or THINGS ARE SO JIALAT... ?  Well, they are BULLSHITING. If someone has really no money, they would  be homeless, if they are so not free, they won't even be talking to u..  Still unclear? Here is a typical example of bargaining at any flea  market in any country except Singapore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I want this bag, how  much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China shopkeeper: $500!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Lesser la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China  shopkeeper: $480!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: aiya too expensive, $400??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China  shopkeeper (thinking slightly): No la! Like that I can't earn much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  $300 la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China shopkeeper (frowning): Cannot cannot, like that I  cannot earn!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Never mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China shopkeeper  (shouting): Ok Ok, $300 la !!! (At this pt, u wonder if he "cannot  earn", why the heck is he even bother selling u this thing? ^ ^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Oops, I only got $200, can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China shopkeeper (stunned look): No  no no no ! Higher a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Never mind... I think I see another  stall with the same bag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China shopkeeper (worried look) :  Okokokok $200!!! ( If $300 is "cannot earn", isn't $200 a loss? ^ ^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Nono... I think $100 is the least I can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China shopkeeper  (desperate look): Hey.. please don't do this!!!! Just a bit more la,  $200 u said just now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China shopkeeper  (looks like will kneel down anytime...): Okokok $100 la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, my  point is, when people say "cannot.... something something", it is often not the case. If someone really cannot cope, u will know it. U can tell. Its  like love at first sight. Instinct. If people are really jia lat, they  probably won't even respond to u. If they can bother to come up with  these typical excuses, then persist on if u really want something from  them. U will do well to remember this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q is for Qing Ming at Soka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a proposed family dinner was dumped  bcos my bro had to go camp early, I decided to help out in Gongkyo  Memorial Service at Tampines Centre. And to my suprise, the long lost  Weipeng showed up, and Zhiqiang appeared, so the BIG FOUR (not from  Dragon Tiger Gate, but from SSA Tanah Merah East District 2 ^ ^) were  reunited again wahaha!! Anyway, it was first time I attended such a  session, and I don't know why, but the phrase "sending prayers to  others" really seemed true. Although I couldn't see them, but I could  sense (6 sense?) that there was some kind of energy radiating out into  the heavens, to where our deceased family lie, and to help them attain  buddhahood in the next life :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R is for Rony Tan, please intro me to ISD chief can?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jokes aside, I may just be THE MAN that the ISD has been waiting 50  years to see!!! What is my special power? I AM SOCIALLY INVISIBLE. You  see, being physically invisible isn't the best super power, because  people can still feel u even if thy can't see u. And when they bump into  this invisible wall, they will know something is wrong! But socially  invisible means people can see u, but they will choose not to bother  with u. U don't matter, u don't register in their memories. U can just  blend into the crowd and do anything bcos no one will care what u are  doing!! Seriously, I swear that u can drop me in Sri Lanka to spy on the  Tigers, or send me into the Uganda-Condo border, and I will still  survive and come back with top secret info! I'm Bond, Jason Bond!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Turning your weakness into something u can laugh over, is a true art. I  did it with the topic of "Being fat" and now I did it again. Try it, u  can even improve ur self esteem.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for Singapore Soccer again getting attention and funding it doesn't deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, soccer is the blood and soul of local sports fans, but THEY DON'T GIVE A CRAP ABOUT LOCAL SOCCER. U don't see ang mohs in England wearing SAFFC jerseys and watching S-League or SEA games soccer rite? COS THEIR OWN LOCAL SOCCER IS GOOD ENOUGH. Look, there's only like 165 S-league fans in Singapore and I believe they would like to light themselves on fire when watching S-league. Seriously, local soccer standard sucks, and they have been talking and talking about it for years, and WHAT HAS IMPROVED? Table tennis, badminton, sailing, bowling etc get top funding cos THEY WIN MEDALS. WHAT THE FUCK HAS LOCAL SOCCER SQUADS EVER WON? In fact, check this out, from Fifa.com: Singapore ranking in 1993, 75!!!! In 2010??? 127!!!!! I rest my case. - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is for Third Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here's a thing, I cannot stand it when factors outside our control  become the ones that actually decide or try to decide things that may  have a big impact on u! I very dislike it when mutual frens don't want  to jieshao bcos "I don't think u are suitable for her" or "I don't think  she will like u". I mean, u are not obligated to jie shao, but WHY ARE U JUDGING? Do u think u are a better judge of whether I am  more suitable for someone more than myself?? Or do u think u know what  ur fren likes better than herself??? I firmly believe there are no types of ppl suitable for other types, bcos ppl aren't types. They are themselves. If we are sincere abt helping others, then jus intro, and let them work it out themselves. They may not be suitable, but nobody knows, certainly not third parties. Whats wrong is denying 2 people a chance bcos of ASSUMPTIONS that u have about a matter, that has nothing to do with u. That's my take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;U is for Ultimate mysteries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its quite cool how the mystic law works, how cause leads to effect... well on friday, I wasn't able to meet a fren for dinner, which I was quite looking forward to, and somehow, this led to me arranging to meet Leh and frens for dinner on Thursday. Me and him had a good laugh when CK sent us a msg he was supposed to give his GF (It basically has a lot of "baby" and "sayang" and "muackz" in it la, and in 14 years of knowing him, he would be the last person on Earth I would imagine to send such messages =D ) and we had a good dinner at botak jones. But the main thing was, knowing the news from Sim Kiat that a old classmate had died. U can read my note in FB, I won't repeat it. But its just so awesome that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1) I happened to msg Leh cos I was so bored at not having a date on fri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 I almost wanted to not go cos my brother was home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3) Sim Kiat happened to know from another old classmate abt the news &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4) Sim Kiat happened to msg Leh while we were eating, and asked when we are  free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Man, the world just operates in mysterious ways doesn't it? And if all these didn't happen, I would never have gotten my wake up call !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;V is for Victory for  the Decepticons in War over Cybertron!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Visiting Geylang on last Fri was quite ok, and besides the eating at  wan  dou sik, drinking at pirated starbucks called E-coffee, and listening  to Daemon talk about bringing Malaysian frens to TOP ONE (at that point I  was almost ready to choke him and scream:  "WHY DAEMON WHY???? WHY ARE U FINDING THAI PROSTITUES AGAIN???" ); we  did pass by some alley with illegal gambling!!!! And the Indian man  manning the table was damn interesting. Basically he just kept saying  iterations of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"U play u win, I play I win"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes u win, sometimes I win"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't play don't win, play play maybe win"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyhow put, anyhow win" with Tamil words in between them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after a while, he started REPEATING the same things over and  over, and HE NEVER STOPPED TALKING. Seriously, he NEVER STOPPED TALKING.  What happened???? Is he a Decepticon in disguise? Did the Autobots  really got pissed off by us humans in Transformers 2 that they really left Earth? If not,  why is there an EVIL TALKING ROBOT here in Singapore?? And they now take  the shape of humans??? Help Help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;W is for 無盡透明思念&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One  of Harlem Yu's recent songs, it talks about his love for his ex wife,  written to her. Well, on the Millionare singing show aka don't forget  the lyrics Taiwan style, there was this 3 kids gang that had one of its  boys opting to sing this song! Well, he did it with nice feeling, and  paused at the last part... and just when you thought he forgot what to  sing, he finished it with style by going all falsetto on the ending. For  a 12 year old boy that's amazing, but what was unusual was Harlem's  face looked like it had lost all color. And all of a sudden, he just  decided to hug the boy really emotionally with a sad smile on his face.  Just one of those moments that speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X is for Xcellent effort !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalk one up for another victory in life!! Our youth intern project group got off to a bad slide after the meeting, with people falling out, things not prepared, and essentially, we got like 1 hour, with a whole new cast of ppl, to prepare a skit! Woo!!! BUT WE PULLED IT OFF!!!! Woooo!!!!! I managed to channel my spongebob/hugo/jack sparrow impersonation of Buddha, and we made shit happen!!! Wooo!!!! Of cos, I would have liked to structure it better and explained what we were doing, such that we really gave them inspiration, as our topic has potential for that, but we didn't do it. =( But nonetheless, good job!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y  is for Yip Man (IP MAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP MAN 2 to be exact. Yes, the sequel  the chinese world has been waiting for :P A lot of people praise the  fighting in IP MAN 1, but that is to be expected. Fighting movies is  Donnie Yen's meal ticket after all. The real most underated part about  IP MAN, is THE STORY. It featured characters and issues that people care  about, things like patriotism, family love, loyalty and it highlighted  the principles behind chinese martial arts; which are honour, respect,  justice, chivalry; very well. In fact, how awesome is it? Well its so  awesome that they actually FUCKED UP the entire final boss fight, and  still made a critically aclaimed movie!!! With that said, sequel will  have a lot to live up to. But with Sammo Hung, and the anticipation of a young  Bruce Lee in the movie, I have no doubts at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Z is for Zonked out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually saw one of my old acquaintances on the paper on Saturday, and I was thinking, "This person looks familiar." 1 minute later, I thought, "Really familiar, could it be that girl?" 1 minute later, I thought, "Can't be la, where got so coincidental." 1 minute later, I realised, "Oh crap, IT REALLY IS HER!!" This reminds me of the time when I saw Joelle's facebk wedding photos, and thought, "Her husband really looks like Chen Wen Chong (A B-list actor in the 90s), but where got so coincidental!" And my sister came along and said, "Chen Wen Chong!" and I said, "Can't be la, where got so coincidental?" And 1 minute later, I saw the other photos with ppl like Zoe Tay, and realized, ITS HIM - __&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;_______________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-4945734937934848105?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4945734937934848105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/now-i-know-my-abc-wont-u-come-and-sing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/4945734937934848105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/4945734937934848105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/now-i-know-my-abc-wont-u-come-and-sing.html' title='Now I know my ABC, won&apos;t u come and sing with me Pt2'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-3653837965209165254</id><published>2010-03-28T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T09:22:15.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I know my ABC, won't u come and sing with me? Pt 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Now I know my ABC, won't u come and sing with me? Pt 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an ABC guide to random stuff, and its really random, cos I took a few weeks, and had to squeeze content out of my head - - hope it doesnt bore u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for Angela Jie Jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy Sunshine herself needs no introduction. And on Patient Active Day on Sunday, she stepped up in the absence of boss to do the Emcee!! Some people are born to be singers (Meijia), some are born to be sportsmen (Lebron James), some are born to be professors (random China scholar #453565735), some are born to be people who piss u off (see 'P') and Angela is born to be someone who brings life to others!!! Despite her health, she pranced and hopped and jumped and screamed and squealed and basically does what people half her age can't and will be ashamed to do. And her meijia daughter Francesca was right there ON STAGE with her... !!! She is an amazing person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is for Back to the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This classic movie actually is about travelling to the PAST, so I'm actually talking about the past la hor.. That day on the train, I heard 2 kids (15-19) talk abt basketball, and proceeding to bet with each other regarding their upcoming match. The prize? Its a free drink. It sounds very mundane and trivial, but ask urself, when was the last time u took something like this seriously? When was the last time u actually CARED about something u do in your leisure? Or do u even do leisure activities? It just seems that ppl, when they meet and exchange obligatory questions and then experience awkward silence for 5 minutes, proceed to talk about govt, work, money and careers. Its fine, except for the fact that nothing is gonna be better by talking about such issues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C is for Courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franklin Roosevelt said, "The only thing we have to fear is fear itself." Ask yourself, how many times have u been afraid of something, only for it to turn out harmless? Fear comes from within. But so does courage. A lot of people simply have no balls to do something, but give excuses just to cover up their own discomfort, which essentially is fear, fear over something u aren't familiar with. I won't say I am fearless, but I have dealed with the Uncle after all. I'm not asking u to do so; dealing with weird people is what I do; not what u do. But I hope we can all at least, do not avoid things which we are supposed to face. If its meant to be in your life, running won't solve anything bcos it will still be there. Shades of a classic song lyrics: " Oooh oooh baby, u can run but u can't hide!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;D is for Defaulting remedial training, and charged under the act of failing to perform a lawful duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was an NSF, I hated my life. But looking back, army was a very impt step in mine, and every Singaporean son's life. With that said, if Meijia ever has a brother, HE WILL NOT JOIN ARMY. I don't care if he declares he is gay or mentally insane or pulls a Mas Salamat and swims along the straits of Johor to Malaysia, as long as he doesn't do detrimental stuff or illegal stuff, just find a fucking excuse to skip army!!!!!! Yes, skip army, the same army force that has 1 party call me first to tell me to submit excuse documents, and the other which just tells me I am charged w/o consulting the other party. Where's the SYNERGY??? Oh its supposed to be in the 3G ARMY rite? Wait what? 3G ARMY? G for God Damn It? G for Go to hell? Or G for GOONDOO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E is for Eun Jae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eun Jae is the star of everyone's fav recently ended drama, and first off, she, or rather the real actress, IS THE CHIO-EST 38 YEAR OLD WOMAN IN KOREA. In fact, she is even chio-er than like 90% of people 10 years younger than her !!!!!! Amazing. With that said, the ending was great, with the evil Ae Ri TURNING FACE towards the end with her illness. That's something really not commonly seen, but more importantly, it highlights the uniqueness of this drama; there are no clearly distinct "good" or "bad" people, as is the case in life. Even tho Eun Jae is the "heroine", ALL the 3 female leads have evil and cunning inside them, yet they all have sympathetic stories and redeeming qualities that make us attached to them. Such shades of grey really enhance the story as they make for realistic characters and make such an ending believable. GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;F is for For Future X Cop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In case you haven't been walking around town, Andy Lau's newest movie is entitled Future X Cop : Iron Man HK version!!!! Instead of Whiplash as the baddie, it will be evil Cantonese Peking Duck chef!!!!! Wahahahaha!!!!! Ok, seriously, the trailer is decent, but other than the fact that is screams "ripoff!!!", I really do not know what prompted Andy to act in this show? Like is he broke or something?? Or is it "I'm a former Best Actor winner so I have fulfilled my dreams and I can act the shows I really wanna do. Screw all of u!!" (Andy then proceeds to send a facebook poke to Nicholas Cage who is probably filming Ghost Rider 2 now..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is for Geh Gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the never-ending "comfortable (I won't put love cos there is no love) -hate relationship" with my company, the latest GEH GANG activity, is.... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Folding cupboard to make recycle able boxes for ... (i don't know for what)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Singing the 5Cs song for the 93th time on stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Having to RE-FILE all documents in the folders in categories instead of chronological order bcos the information "is not organised"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) FINDING OUT WHICH OF THE PATIENTS ARE PERMANENT RESIDENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u answered (4), congrats!!!! Well, its a moot point talking about whether CARE AND COUNSELING department should be finding out BIO-DATA OF PATIENTS PROFILES (if u wanna know, the answer is "No we should not be doing this"), but think of the sheer nature of doing such a task!!!!! How the fuck are we supposed to get these people to declare their nationality???? Like, come in dressed as a police officer and ask everyone in the centre to take out their IC so that I can see the color???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another day at the office -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;H is for Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just wondering, and something that no one has been able to tell me, why do people equate emotion, motivation, desire, and etc stuff to the heart?? As bilingual people, we know that in at least 2 languages, heart is a word that is very powerful, especially in Mandarin. But why? Aren't these things psychological??? Emotion for example, is triggered by nerve signals going to your brain. Where does the heart factor into it except pumping blood??? With that said, maybe u can try to notice the next time u are sad, whether there is a little feeling in your heart area. I tried it recently, so maybe there is a little something.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for Indian man who I found vaguely familiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this Indian guy at Manhattan FM, and it triggered questions in my mind, as I found him vaguely familiar but couldn’t remember him. It soon dawned on me that he was probably a lance corporal I saw and then back from army days. However, soon as I thought this, I also thought these questions which I could answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Why would I even find an Indian guy familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If he is really is that guy who I think he is, why do I have memories of him when I didn’t even know him personally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Why do I care so much about whether a random Indian guy is familiar to me or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, a wise person once said, “The more u know, the more u know u don’t know.” =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is for Just be in Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a moment and reflect, on heroes. I wish to highlight 1 group. PEOPLE WITH ILLNESSES/DISABILITIES. Frankly, they do the impossible, and many of them meet their impossible situations with optimism that would put us "normal" people to shame. I never understood when people "sympathize" with them. They aren't people to be pitied or given emotional charity to. Bcos they are better than us. When u see people wanting to kill themselves bcos "boyfriend ignored my sms" and then look elsewhere and see the a guy with dwarfism and having bent limbs and a hunchback carrying 3075 kg of stuff and walking with a tongkak under the hot sun, with nothing but determination on his face; seriously WHAT THE FUCK MAN? Do u know of any such people? I do. I remember the spastic looking teen girl on a wheelchair who was all smiles in the mrt. I remember our own patient with TWO prosthesis and clunging his way with double tongkaks to our Patient Active Day. I remember the guy in my neighbourhood who has some spinal degeneration disease, who went from clutches to being in a wheelchair, but never once accepting my help. I duno what else to say but I REALLY RESPECT THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is for K-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime, anywhere, the world is your stage!!! At least when it comes to singing rite!!! Although I can't sing in quiet places (I still dont know why my voice just doesnt come out), I do enjoy singing on the road, and I was suprised by how ppl 50 metres away can tell I am singing, or can even hear?? Anyway on sat, a few social work peeps met for KTV!!! WooWoo!!! DH and PW are good singers as usual, and funny I didn't sing Yong Qi, but I did use my SHENG MING to bust out the chinese version of my fav song (u know what it is rite), and someone selected Ni Shi Wo De Yan but no one else except me can sing, so I had to sing too!! And it was great having a good laugh hearing CS sing falsetto!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for Liao Zhai Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my hours of visiting Old Chang Kee have convinced me to visit the musical Liao Zhai Rocks!! Until 18 April, so catch if u can at the theatre at National Library (FREE ADVERSTISEMENT)!! Anyway, I wished it was cheaper, but still it was good. From little things like the lead actress running cutely to on-stage camera tricks that would make Liu Qian look like a Lao Qian, to the wackiness of King Yama who looked tough but turned out to be a goofball, to the very artistic lyrics of the songs, to the use of shadows effectively, to the very skilled stage hands (putting my SYM heroics to shame). Alto I really wanna ask, what is up with ancient people falling in love with each other in like 3 seconds? I mean, try telling a random girl she is the love of your life, and next thing u know, u will be on Newpaper front page bcos u got sent to police station for sexual harrassment ok! = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-3653837965209165254?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3653837965209165254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-i-know-my-abc-wont-u-come-and-sing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3653837965209165254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/3653837965209165254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-i-know-my-abc-wont-u-come-and-sing.html' title='Now I know my ABC, won&apos;t u come and sing with me? Pt 1'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-7382981329344889287</id><published>2010-03-20T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:17:14.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are we to judge?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Human Revolution: Who are I to judge? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I recently messaged her again, asking in simple terms, just whether she wanted to keep in contact, and be friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not suprisingly, you can guess the result. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honest to my soul, I am no longer interested in her. But I sense that she is a very conflicted person, and she doesnt have true happiness, bcos she tries to give in to others, when she doesnt want to. She isnt true to herself, and she is caught between what people want, and being "the bad girl" by rejecting others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know Nichiren Buddhism can help her, and I just want to give her another perspective which may hopefully be her path to happiness. But she doesn't even reply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, 1 year ago, bitter and mean Jason would have thrown a hissy fit and bitched and moaned. He would have been depressed and upset bcos he tried to do a good thing, but he was given the equivalent of a bitch slap, or a kick to the groin, if u will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 year later, all Jason has to say is, "Who am I to judge?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have noble intentions, no doubt, and I am reaching out my hand to help someone. But the person doesn't want to respond. And I have to accept it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do what I do, I chose to send the message bcos I felt it was the right thing to do. For the short time we knew each other, I knew she was a good person, and thinking back, I can't stand back and watch her continue to be depressed over trying too hard to please everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But she, and everyone in this world, has a choice too. She, and everyone else, make their decisions, based on what they believe is the right thing to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To her, maybe she doesn't want to have anything to do with me again. Maybe she  cant accept my friendship? Maybe she just doesnt want to face herself. Maybe this, maybe that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ultimately, its her life. She, and everyone, make their own decisions, and whatever the consequences, good or bad, its up to them to bear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't judge her. I can't judge anyone. When they all die, they go to heaven or hell, their own God is going to judge them. Not me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have no say, and I shouldnt have any say. What is impt to me, is what I do, and how I judge myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saved myself, and I want to save others. That is the mission of life for Nichiren Buddhists, and that is the way we hope can achieve peace and happiness in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I already did my part. I didn't fail myself just bcos the person thinks badly of me, bcos that is not how I should judge myself. I judge myself based on the fact that I tried to do the right thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And as long as I am true to myself, what others feel or perceive about me, is not my concern. They don't judge me, bcos they are not me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its my human revolution, and ultimately, I answer to myself. I feel I am a lot happier this way. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-7382981329344889287?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7382981329344889287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-are-we-to-judge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7382981329344889287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/7382981329344889287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-are-we-to-judge.html' title='Who are we to judge?'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-1077781985906354320</id><published>2010-03-19T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T09:11:13.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrestlemania!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Wrestlemania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its wrestling season again!!! And I just got a feeling, that WM26 will be awesome!!!! Maybe not as good as WM17, but it may have a chance!!! Check out the 4 main events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;JOHN CENA VS "THE ANIMAL" DAVE BATISTA (WWE TITLE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GEHddtwitfU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GEHddtwitfU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We come to the first main event, and the show which may close the evening. John Cena and Batista!!!! For the first time ever at Wrestlemania, and only the second time ever, these 2 are locking horns!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Cena and Batista (together with Randy Orton) are the biggest stars since Austin-Rock-Triple H emerged in the late 90s. From a business standpoint, this is a MONEY MATCH!!!! Kids love Cena, and Batista is just a freak of nature. They should be able to have an entertaining match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storyline wise, Batista has been attacking Cena, and even stealing the WWE title from him. He has been attacking Cena, ambushing him, and OWNING him at every encounter. The rationale: Batista is sick of being the second fiddle. Even though both men became superstars together, John Cena as we all know, IS THE POSTER BOY. Batista, of course is jealous and resentful and he wants to prove he is the man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a match of styles, power vs brawling, and also a match of ideals. Batista is the diva character, not caring about the business, self centered, and believing he is something special. Its just about the glory and the money to him. While Cena, is the blue collar character, always working hard, always giving his all, and sacrificing for the fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one and only time they met, Cena lost. And Batista has been having the upper hand in this feud. But Cena has a history of defying the odds. Will Batista stand tall, or will Cena be able to slay the Animal, and prove that heart and fighting spirit, is more than size?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDGE vs CHRIS JERICHO (WORLD TITLE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4VDFGYLP_dE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4VDFGYLP_dE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Second world title match, likely placed lower on the card than the previous match, is between the ULTIMATE OPPORTUNIST and THE BEST IN THE WORLD AT WHAT HE DOES. Edge and Jericho are 2 veterans, and impact players who haven't got the chance to have a long one on one feud throughout the years. Well it starts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 months ago, Edge and Jericho were tag partners, both bad guys, and both seeing the opportunity in each other to further their own interests. However, Edge, in real life, got injured, left Jericho with no partner! Jericho went on and on, cutting promos to taunt Edge, and blaming him for leaving him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months later, CRAZY BEARDED EDGE returns at the Royal Rumble, tossing Jericho out, and winning the damn thing! Of course, he challenges Jericho, who subsequently won the world title, and SHIT WAS ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one word, for better or worse that describes this feud, is the "Spear", the name of Edge's finishing move. Edge claims that one spear, is all it takes to defeat Jericho, and has proven it numerous times in the weeks by gaining the upper hand with this move.&lt;br /&gt;For all his sneaky tactics and cunning, Jericho will have to avoid this. But can he? Edge has gotten the upper hand a number of times, and Edge claims that he is in Jericho's head, playing mind games with him. Jericho doesn't believe that Edge is at 100%, because he is returning from a leg injury in just 6 months. But is that doubt in Jericho's eyes? Is he able to prove at the biggest stage that he is truly the best at what he does, or will Edge hit THE SPEAR!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;VINCE MCMAHON VS BRET "THE HITMAN" HART (NO HOLDS BARRED!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWLB34_8WG0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is seriously complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But know this, if Michaels vs Taker were the most anticipated match in terms of star power and match quality, Vince vs Bret will be most anticipated in terms of STORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a story it has been. And a perfect example of how reality blends with the fabrical world of wrestling. Here's a short history lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1997, Bret was at the top of the game, THE BEST WRESTLER IN THE WORLD, but he wanted to leave WWE as the company could not afford to pay him as it was losing to a rival company. Vince, the real life boss of WWE, gave Bret his blessings, but Bret was the WWE champion then, and he had to lose the title. He however, refused to do it in Canada, as he was a Canadian hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, wrestling is scripted. But Vince pulled a swerve inside the script by making key people involved in the match, agree to end the match in a way that WAS NOT AS SCRIPTED. The problem? Bret did not know, and hence he fell into a trap, and the title was forcefully taken away in a scenario he never expected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never thought it would happen, but in real life, Bret and Vince have finally made up, and agreed they will use this history to create a scripted feud on TV, so that Bret can finally get his closure in front of the world!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the storyline, however, Vince was still being a dick. He brought Bret back just to screw with him, removed Bret's father from the Hall of Fame, humiliated him by spitting at him, and tried all means to drive Bret away. Bret however, retaliated and managed to get Vince into a match! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We all know how it will end. Vince in a pool of blood, after receiving 10 sharpshooters, and Bret getting his vindication in front of all the fans! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The match won't be pretty. Bret is a former stroke patient, and Vince is 60+ years old. But u know u want to see it. U want to see Bret, one last time in Purple and Black, one last time at the biggest stage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been 13 long years, and we want Bret to finally get his hands on Vince!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHAWN MICHAELS VS THE UNDERTAKER (CAREER VS STREAK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GizW-NKxA2E&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GizW-NKxA2E&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my opinion, the most anticipated match this year, and most anticipated re-match in WM history, is none other than Shawn Michaels and the Undertaker!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Michaels and Taker faced off 1 year ago, and they accomplished a match that was off the charts, and 1 of the best matches in history!! Another great business match, as they take 2 of the biggest stars in history, and pair them up in a match that will get a lot of BUYS~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Michaels wants the match, and Taker wants the stipulation. Win, and you end the 17-0 streak. Lose, and you have to retire!!! For the first time in a while, the streak continuing does not seem like a foregone conclusion, as no one can envision Shawn Michael's storied 20+ year career come to an end! However, the Undertaker is THE UNDERTAKER!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both men are the greatest performers in WM history. Michaels is the man who participated in the first ever ladder match in WWE history, the first ever Iron man match in WWE history, the only man who ever did a flying fox from the arena to the ring, and ended Ric Flair's 35 year career. He has faced off with numerous greats and legends. But when it comes to WM, THE UNDERTAKER HAS ALWAYS BEEN INVINCIBLE. He is synonymous with WM. Could this be any different from the past 17 times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Shawn Michaels be retiring? This is the man who retired with a broken back 12 years ago, only to come back in his 40s, in 2002, and STILL be the showstopper, and one of the best performers in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But put it this way, precisely bcos Michaels"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;retired with a broken back 12 years ago, only to come back in his 40s, in 2002, and STILL be the showstopper, and one of the best performers in the world&lt;/span&gt;", &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it also means that at this point, he could retire as he has NOTHING left to prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;However, in Michaels favor, on the other hand, consider it another way. The novelty to the Undertaker's streak is that year after year, in the storylines, WWE builds up people who want to challenge the streak, bcos by doing so, you will instantly make history. But bcos the Undertaker never loses at WM, it becomes increasingly difficult to convince people to buy into the match, bcos everyone knows who will win. And in storyline terms, Shawn Michaels came closest than anyone in history to doing the impossible last year. In storyline terms, it thus makes the fans believe that second time round, in the rematch, with so much on the line, he can do it. And if Shawn Michaels cannot break the streak TWICE, in future, who else can be counted on to do it? If random guy no. 345 challenges the Undertaker next year, nobody will care bcos they know he won't win! In that case, what's the point of the streak, if no one cares about it? Might as well end the streak, but make it the swansong that the Undertaker deserves!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really don't know! But know this, if this truly is the end, we all know Michaels and Taker will give 500% to make this the biggest encounter EVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2248331751233885710-1077781985906354320?l=jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1077781985906354320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/wrestlemania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1077781985906354320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2248331751233885710/posts/default/1077781985906354320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonswackyworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/wrestlemania.html' title='Wrestlemania!'/><author><name>Kao Bei Gia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03728110484530444264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2248331751233885710.post-2829962133966386638</id><published>2010-03-17T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:18:38.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunch O Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Title: Bunch O Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading Humanity, Opening the Way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was involved in Soka Youth Musical 2010 this weekend, as a spectator on Saturday and a helper on Sunday. I had paid for 2 tickets, so I die die had to find friends, and well, I got Duan Hui and Piat, 2 of the best people I could find for the last minute time I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I was a little embarassed at the script, for being a tad too lame and obvious in spreading religion, and it was a pity my 2 friends weren't very impressed. I wasn't THAT impressed either bcos to me, it was a little below my expectations. A major concern I had was that, the musical was really not something that people new to soka will understand, and they could form misconceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on Sunday, as I helped out backstage in 3 shows (GAN XIONG BTW), I began to realise and appreciate the musical more; I was metres away from the actors doing it live after all. And I must say, the more I saw the performances, the more I could feel the passion and effort they put in. They really did their best to bring out the spirit of Ikeda Sensei, the bond btw him and Toda Sensei, and the love he had for humanity. It was all u could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must say, SYM RULES!!!!!! Now where is the OST and when is it coming out? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my brief hospital stay, I was very blessed with good fortune to receive well wishes from a lot of people. I would like to thank Lijie, Junmei, Adeline, Job, Angela Jie Jie, Diana
