<?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-1649083692870637692</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:04:12.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenneth's Memories To Create</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>237</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-1954658112648249491</id><published>2008-04-10T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:22:02.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time to move on...</title><content type='html'>I have now moved to another place called Memories To Hold. Do let me know if you cant find it. And if you do find it do drop a tag to say hi :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-1954658112648249491?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/1954658112648249491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=1954658112648249491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1954658112648249491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1954658112648249491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-time-to-move-on.html' title='Its time to move on...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-478798309172096859</id><published>2008-04-06T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T16:25:44.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~FIN~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_iI7XtJH2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/3hh5xSKg1N4/s1600-h/fin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_iI7XtJH2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/3hh5xSKg1N4/s400/fin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186045524474142562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-478798309172096859?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/478798309172096859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=478798309172096859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/478798309172096859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/478798309172096859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/fin.html' title='~FIN~'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_iI7XtJH2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/3hh5xSKg1N4/s72-c/fin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7021574446278878761</id><published>2008-04-06T13:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:32:26.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On...</title><content type='html'>I guess out of everything good or bad, happy or sad there will be lessons to learn, mistakes to correct and encouragement to move on. Its how we deal with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking and thinking about these verses. I remember looking at the love part for sometime ever since it all happened. Just fighting my own battles trying to figure out what is Love. Is it just an emotion or a feeling? Or is there a basic understanding as well to what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it all, I think I learnt abit more about myself, my weakness in trying to fight battles alone and definately abit on about love. Just like Elliott always say, at the traffic light you see the light just turned red and a lorry heading down the street. Your heart says you can make it but your brain says that you cant out run a lorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after all thats said and done, I still have my fyp to clear like it or not. Time waits for no men even when they felt like the world crashed in on them. And after this whole thing, if I were to still attempt to do what needs to be done in the old way, I would have not learnt anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is now how can I carry out what needs to be done with love and care rather than as enemies. For as the verse says(para phrased into my contect): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can score my distinctions or know how to sell a product, &lt;br /&gt;If I was the greatest leader in the world or was the best motivator,&lt;br /&gt;If I can take a step back and see things logically which results in the best ever plan to be thought off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have no love... I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I have to think of a new plan after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7021574446278878761?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7021574446278878761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7021574446278878761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7021574446278878761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7021574446278878761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-goes-on_06.html' title='Life Goes On...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-136866113086912367</id><published>2008-04-06T12:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:10:20.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_haYXtJH1I/AAAAAAAAAqs/erdle7UhVqs/s1600-h/nest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_haYXtJH1I/AAAAAAAAAqs/erdle7UhVqs/s400/nest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185994345643843410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of a nest being build in one of the plants in the PES of my place. Guess I never had the chnce to show this in real so this picture will have do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ymjErUxj_s/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ymjErUxj_s/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a flower can still bloom in the slums, so will I still continue to believe that my time will come one day God willing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~THE END~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-136866113086912367?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/136866113086912367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=136866113086912367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/136866113086912367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/136866113086912367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_haYXtJH1I/AAAAAAAAAqs/erdle7UhVqs/s72-c/nest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-2759797585721499950</id><published>2008-04-05T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:31:12.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conclusion Part 1</title><content type='html'>And so one thing happened after another without warning. While busy planning what to do about one thing, something else turns up and throws me into dis orientation. And by the time I re orientate myself hoping that I got time to react another thing happens and throws me off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in total dis array the whole day and even when I thought I could block it out on my way to sls to attend a extreme overclocking event, many different things were going through my mind. Can I even be faulted for not handling this situation well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained heavily on the way home and I was drenched still wearing my Newcastle jersey. I usually wear it after my team wins but heck, I know they are playing tonight so wear first. Win or Lose I am still a Newcastle fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway at first I thought the sky was crying for me as well. Haha ok kinda lame but at that moment I was so clueless on what to do. I wanted to break down and cry but there is no one left to turn to. The many offers I had have expired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, the rain stopped and I decided to go for a jog. Usually I would think it out during my jog and thats what I did. The weather was cool and nice and the rain before meant less people willing to take the risk to go down for their jogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The planned 4.4km become 6km become 8.8km and on my last 100m, I saw the nice red evening. And than things started to make a lot of sense. I sprinted to the finish line with a new sense of understanding. My eyes watered abit though as through the sadness I was comforted knowing that I fought hard and I fought well keep to my principles and values, never compromising at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight had started way back than. I just wasn't aware of it. All the while I opted to the correct thing and not the right thing. I gave people the benefit of the doubt and I carried on thinking that the right thing while was no way wrong, I had the luxury to go one step more and do the correct thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was wrong. I dis regarded the signs and went on as per normal. I wanted to be sure it was the correct thing to do. I held back, let things follow the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-2759797585721499950?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/2759797585721499950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=2759797585721499950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2759797585721499950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2759797585721499950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/conclusion-part-1.html' title='The Conclusion Part 1'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6752506247505033769</id><published>2008-04-05T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:30:58.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conclusion Part 2</title><content type='html'>And in the end, the thing that I made myself guard against was what ended my fight. I know there were risk. I saw it coming. I still chose to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am broken. Broken by the very thing that I fought so hard against. I dun even know how to explain it in words. The anger, the disappointment, the pain and the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who can I blame? To be honest I can tell you all about it. But can I really choose to blame? I dun control other people's lives nor do other people have to live by my standards and values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe its a sign that its time to really carry IT out. So long ago I came out with IT but never got the chance to carry IT out. Its gonna mean I have to overturn my entire lifestyle but maybe its time to do IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it all this line from this song sums it up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SeCR6-gaQaA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SeCR6-gaQaA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And my worst pains are words I cannot say "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the irony of it all is that when it started I asked myself :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is being an owner of a lonely heart better than a owner of a broken heart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again I am divided by the answer. How I wish I can be like Cris Johnson. Maybe this whole thing would never have had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6752506247505033769?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6752506247505033769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6752506247505033769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6752506247505033769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6752506247505033769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/conclusion-part-2.html' title='The Conclusion Part 2'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4484298459879200437</id><published>2008-04-05T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:30:31.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath</title><content type='html'>And so it ends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move on closing another chapter in my development as a person. Most prob I will take the week off from thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday : Get the FYP website operational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday : Go get drunk over beer and bourbon coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday : Call for a FYP group meeting(thursday or friday) and prepare for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday : Do a house call for my cousin to fix his pc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday : Go for my FYP meeting and get the group up to speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday : Get started on my CrossBone Gundam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday : Move onto phase 2 of my FYP planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Thursday and Friday is interchangeable depending on situation *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rest up on Sunday to be prepared for operation overhaul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4484298459879200437?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4484298459879200437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4484298459879200437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4484298459879200437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4484298459879200437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/aftermath.html' title='The Aftermath'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3793116732270245044</id><published>2008-04-05T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:30:06.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closure of this blog</title><content type='html'>This will be the final few post for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many happy memories here that will bring back the pain. But I will leave the blog around as a reminder for memories whether happy or sad, good or bad are meant to be kept as lessons to learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if I will start another blog but I will leave that till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this is where I sign off from memories to create with this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zsU6fd3Kp4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zsU6fd3Kp4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stilling Fighting On,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3793116732270245044?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3793116732270245044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3793116732270245044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3793116732270245044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3793116732270245044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/closure-of-this-blog.html' title='Closure of this blog'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7477410043971572208</id><published>2008-04-05T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T14:53:18.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Stiletto</title><content type='html'>I wish it did not have to come to this but it did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Stiletto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a 5 month operation that will conclude the end of undergrad life at SIM. With this I would have accomplished all I set out to do and regardless of the outcome I know that at the end of it all it was a good fight. I will not take the flight option neither will I back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This operation will include the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Getting my FYP up to speed with the rest of the groups. There is alot of potential hidden away in this topic and I will dig everything up or fail trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. AHM is on the 24th of August. 10km is a given and 21km is the aim. Again I will complete it or break my ankle in the process whichever comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. MG Gundam Wing Custom Zero is the final aim. Dynames will be completed next week with Crossbone next in line. Everything to be hand brushed painted, panel lined and action based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mission buy myself will still be conducted regardless of the situation now. It will be a good test of my analytical skills in regards to computer systems in line with studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Image overhaul will still proceed as planed. The working world is calling me and I will be ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Mission Camp Booklet 2008 will be carried out with the maximum resources I can allocate to it. 2006 was a success with an overhaul of the old format and this year I am to improve and refine it further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Optional missions to carry out include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Mission CoolerMaster to improve the overall performance of my computer system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Mission PDA to move from a consumer phone to a professional phone to aid in the carrying out of Operation Stiletto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Mission LDS to improve the success chance of completing the 21km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall its time to move on with my life and worry about the things and the people who actually matter. And to those who I thought it did matter to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel the way I did before&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;I won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;Time won't heal this damage anymore&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;I won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ybU2AQIin_Q&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ybU2AQIin_Q&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Fighting On,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7477410043971572208?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7477410043971572208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7477410043971572208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7477410043971572208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7477410043971572208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/operation-stiletto.html' title='Operation Stiletto'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8877762433484916069</id><published>2008-04-04T20:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:03:18.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's still so hard to be who you are...</title><content type='html'>"Light Up The Sky" by Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZj-0nHmtuM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZj-0nHmtuM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first single from Yellowcard's album "Paper Walls". And if it sound familiar, it is because it was used to promote the new season of Heroes in August last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to return a review card on thursday in the early afternoon before meeting up with Elliott to do some present shopping. Janet joined us for a drink after we were done as we were near her shop. Did you know that from peninsular there is actually a "secret" passage to funan? Lols, I just found out. Than it was off to do some gundam shopping as Elliott wanted to get the Gundam Vitue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_YmxXtJHrI/AAAAAAAAApc/F8LyTEl7jJY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_YmxXtJHrI/AAAAAAAAApc/F8LyTEl7jJY/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374650582507186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the stand I wanted to get, I also got something else as well. $35 for a MG model is cheap considering it used to be $71.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_YmyXtJHsI/AAAAAAAAApk/d6JDpA10D1E/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_YmyXtJHsI/AAAAAAAAApk/d6JDpA10D1E/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374667762376386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_YmyntJHtI/AAAAAAAAAps/K4OputC7FHU/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_YmyntJHtI/AAAAAAAAAps/K4OputC7FHU/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374672057343698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to the whole model fixing thing, the stand or as they call it "action base" require some assembly as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_YmyntJHuI/AAAAAAAAAp0/oU8FzjQMsng/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_YmyntJHuI/AAAAAAAAAp0/oU8FzjQMsng/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374672057343714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gundam Dynames on the action base&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was spent cleaning up my pc abit and getting ready for week 6 of my fyp. After settling everything and while waiting for my pc to settle down, I decided to do some painting to Dynames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_Ymy3tJHvI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_7s3694IX_Y/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_Ymy3tJHvI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_7s3694IX_Y/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185374676352311026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's list include the sniper rifle, the hand guns, armor and handgun container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_Ypz3tJHwI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Po2tzBHKJ5s/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_Ypz3tJHwI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Po2tzBHKJ5s/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185377992067063554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I did some panting so it was abit untidy. Thankfully you can only tell when you look at it close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_Yp0HtJHxI/AAAAAAAAAqM/VIDAXi3ClwM/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_Yp0HtJHxI/AAAAAAAAAqM/VIDAXi3ClwM/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185377996362030866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to finally rearrange my computer table in case I decide to go ahead with my plan to get a new casing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_ZQXHtJHzI/AAAAAAAAAqc/2Ga3VGzO3iQ/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_ZQXHtJHzI/AAAAAAAAAqc/2Ga3VGzO3iQ/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185420379099307826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to put Dynames on top of my casing with some other stuff that were given to me over the recent years. At least Dynames' armor doesnt look too plastic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_ZQXXtJH0I/AAAAAAAAAqk/P_8q2qjSGOs/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_ZQXXtJH0I/AAAAAAAAAqk/P_8q2qjSGOs/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185420383394275138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are wondering, thats my baby photo. Cute right? Haha... So cute that I was asked to pose for some photoshoot by a church friend. Too bad that cuteness got lost over the years... darn :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing is that I ran out of black paint thus some of the items were not completed. Also some panel lining needs to be done to the main body as well. Looks like I got to do a little shopping over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for today. Its off to SLS tmr afternoon to support a friend and his overclocking showcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8877762433484916069?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8877762433484916069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8877762433484916069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8877762433484916069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8877762433484916069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-its-still-so-hard-to-be-who-you-are.html' title='And it&apos;s still so hard to be who you are...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_YmxXtJHrI/AAAAAAAAApc/F8LyTEl7jJY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4903128927456936565</id><published>2008-04-01T23:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:40:27.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gundam Dynames : For Charlene</title><content type='html'>Ok so I decided to take a break from my work aka research, refining and one person brain storming for my fyp and get the gundam done up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this post is for Charlene as she wanted to see how the gundam model kits are done so here you go. Thanks again for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQrHtJHdI/AAAAAAAAAns/MpW155PtU74/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQrHtJHdI/AAAAAAAAAns/MpW155PtU74/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184294822789848530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying out everything on the table before starting work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQrntJHeI/AAAAAAAAAn0/c5mczZv7sAU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQrntJHeI/AAAAAAAAAn0/c5mczZv7sAU/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184294831379783138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each part is numbered for easy identification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQr3tJHfI/AAAAAAAAAn8/oeqMR8FX17Y/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQr3tJHfI/AAAAAAAAAn8/oeqMR8FX17Y/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184294835674750450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stickers are included as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQr3tJHgI/AAAAAAAAAoE/8ge4gd9P0gY/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQr3tJHgI/AAAAAAAAAoE/8ge4gd9P0gY/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184294835674750466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handy nail clipper to cut out those small bits sticking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQsHtJHhI/AAAAAAAAAoM/p0xCfbYYB6U/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQsHtJHhI/AAAAAAAAAoM/p0xCfbYYB6U/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184294839969717778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JVsXtJHiI/AAAAAAAAAoU/c6cw6Eckklg/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JVsXtJHiI/AAAAAAAAAoU/c6cw6Eckklg/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184300341822823970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JVsntJHjI/AAAAAAAAAoc/lSKEbcCv2Y0/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JVsntJHjI/AAAAAAAAAoc/lSKEbcCv2Y0/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184300346117791282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boths legs done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JVtHtJHkI/AAAAAAAAAok/EZ_eQEdYxdU/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JVtHtJHkI/AAAAAAAAAok/EZ_eQEdYxdU/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184300354707725890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torso added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JVtXtJHlI/AAAAAAAAAos/JSHNyjUtLuA/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JVtXtJHlI/AAAAAAAAAos/JSHNyjUtLuA/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184300359002693202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything coming together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some poses with the complete Dynames:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JX43tJHmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/knPkNCYvYWQ/s1600-h/DSC09755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JX43tJHmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/knPkNCYvYWQ/s400/DSC09755.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184302755594444386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JX5HtJHnI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GUn4hVuRmT0/s1600-h/DSC09757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JX5HtJHnI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GUn4hVuRmT0/s400/DSC09757.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184302759889411698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JX5XtJHoI/AAAAAAAAApE/RfjcAQXjzwA/s1600-h/DSC09758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JX5XtJHoI/AAAAAAAAApE/RfjcAQXjzwA/s400/DSC09758.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184302764184379010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JYBXtJHpI/AAAAAAAAApM/Bl-joZpP_l0/s1600-h/DSC09760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JYBXtJHpI/AAAAAAAAApM/Bl-joZpP_l0/s400/DSC09760.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184302901623332498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JlY3tJHqI/AAAAAAAAApU/gxwPLx6_EZI/s1600-h/DSC09767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JlY3tJHqI/AAAAAAAAApU/gxwPLx6_EZI/s400/DSC09767.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184317599001419426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna head over to taka which is having a gundam promotion or over to sunshine plaza to see if I can get my hands on panel markers and the gundam stand to complete the dynames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again thanks to Charlene for helping me get this. Been awhile since I fixed up a gundam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4903128927456936565?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4903128927456936565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4903128927456936565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4903128927456936565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4903128927456936565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/04/gundam-dynames-for-charlene.html' title='Gundam Dynames : For Charlene'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R_JQrHtJHdI/AAAAAAAAAns/MpW155PtU74/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-1229858133828200836</id><published>2008-03-30T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T15:39:22.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>君との思い出が美しくて</title><content type='html'>"Mind Forest" By Gackt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ydn_Z43kCAg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ydn_Z43kCAg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;こぼれる光の中、戯れる君を見た&lt;br /&gt;揺れる木々の声から微笑みが浮かぶ&lt;br /&gt;壊れて消えた夢をいつまでも追いかけた&lt;br /&gt;しなやかな指先は切なさを運ぶ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;帰らぬ時間の永遠の夢さに&lt;br /&gt;手の届かない場所に連れ去られていく&lt;br /&gt;鮮やかに関いたどんな花よりも&lt;br /&gt;君との思い出が美しくて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;どこかで響く鐘の何気ないメロデイーが&lt;br /&gt;僕の心の中にそっと呼びかける&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;翼を広げ空へ舞い上がる&lt;br /&gt;いくつもの光に導かれながら&lt;br /&gt;遠くで輝くどんな星よりも&lt;br /&gt;君との思い出が美しくて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抱えきれないほどの花束と&lt;br /&gt;二度と触れることのない唇に…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;翼を広げ空へ舞い上がる&lt;br /&gt;いくつもの光に導かれながら&lt;br /&gt;遠くで輝くどんな星よりも&lt;br /&gt;君との思い出が愛し過ぎて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No video for this but not that one is needed. Sometimes a good voice is all thats needed. Credits to translators as well for their work in helping the rest of the world understand the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its the end of the week and the month is coming to an end. Things are going to get real busy as the main bulk of things start to come in. Guess with nothing left to lose, its time to do what I do best, dive straight into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still fighting on,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-1229858133828200836?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/1229858133828200836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=1229858133828200836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1229858133828200836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1229858133828200836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='君との思い出が美しくて'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7654572366614959627</id><published>2008-03-29T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:27:40.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending of another crazy week...</title><content type='html'>Ok I really dunno how to describe this week so I will just leave it as that. Want to find out more, feel free to ask me in person but expect lots of rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so its a nice saturday evening and I decided to stop worrying about work and relax abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I will let the pictures do the talking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-5AMXtJHZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zDdaOFh6gDY/s1600-h/DSC09701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-5AMXtJHZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zDdaOFh6gDY/s400/DSC09701.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183150802415984018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my own pizza for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-5AMntJHaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/JndOKknrxgc/s1600-h/DSC09703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-5AMntJHaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/JndOKknrxgc/s400/DSC09703.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183150806710951330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for the oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-5AM3tJHcI/AAAAAAAAAnk/zEcK6MkzElU/s1600-h/DSC09708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-5AM3tJHcI/AAAAAAAAAnk/zEcK6MkzElU/s400/DSC09708.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183150811005918658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum yum, lots of meat of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to get a hair cut today as well. Somehow been rather irritated with my hair so decided to get it cut real short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-5AM3tJHbI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6Z8rNsqrVO0/s1600-h/DSC09707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-5AM3tJHbI/AAAAAAAAAnc/6Z8rNsqrVO0/s400/DSC09707.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183150811005918642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda look like my sispec days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will also get me going on my training for the upcoming AHM. Minimum I want to complete the 10km but if possible I want to finish the 21km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it, gonna get some light work done and off to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7654572366614959627?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7654572366614959627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7654572366614959627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7654572366614959627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7654572366614959627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/03/ending-of-another-crazy-week.html' title='Ending of another crazy week...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-5AMXtJHZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zDdaOFh6gDY/s72-c/DSC09701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8650983884068740950</id><published>2008-03-28T00:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T00:36:42.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it has begun...</title><content type='html'>Ok before I go ranting let me just update what happened over the past few busy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was one of those rare days where I actually decided not to do anything and relax. Also good to see Newcastle finally winning a match after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was not too bad either. Had a mini popiah party at home before heading down to watch the soccer match between Man Utd and Liverpool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-vKdHtJHWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/kEgcEE7rhFY/s1600-h/DSC09677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-vKdHtJHWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/kEgcEE7rhFY/s400/DSC09677.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182458397853293922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my few better attempts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was spent doing research for my fyp and down to sim lim square to pick up some new toys. After all, all work and no play will kill my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-vKdXtJHXI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4RDAxViFoe0/s1600-h/DSC09683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-vKdXtJHXI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4RDAxViFoe0/s400/DSC09683.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182458402148261234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice new toys... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was spent tidying loose ends for my fyp research and heading to town to catch the movie Vantage Point. Good show with an interesting concept or replaying the events through the eyes of different people. The car chase scene was one of the better ones I seen in recent movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-vMLHtJHYI/AAAAAAAAAnE/D6oxdfFJGlI/s1600-h/vantage_point.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-vMLHtJHYI/AAAAAAAAAnE/D6oxdfFJGlI/s400/vantage_point.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182460287638904194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was spent resting at home and collecting my thoughts before heading down to school for fyp meeting with my supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with regards to the title, I received a friendly word of advise and warning about something and its turning out slowly. I thought I could take things as they come but looks like I gotta think and plan ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it has begun...&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8650983884068740950?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8650983884068740950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8650983884068740950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8650983884068740950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8650983884068740950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-so-it-has-begun.html' title='And so it has begun...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R-vKdHtJHWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/kEgcEE7rhFY/s72-c/DSC09677.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3846140428435047118</id><published>2008-03-18T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:38:02.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DeathSponge NotePants</title><content type='html'>Something funny I found on the forums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J2avdf289OY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J2avdf289OY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3846140428435047118?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3846140428435047118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3846140428435047118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3846140428435047118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3846140428435047118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/03/deathsponge-notepants.html' title='DeathSponge NotePants'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8975156437031260455</id><published>2008-03-17T11:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:42:39.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Soup, EA Play And Matsuri Cosplay Event</title><content type='html'>Just a quick recap of the past fun filled week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of is a visit to a cafe at Terminal 3 for family lunch/brunch on wednesday(i think). Forgot the name of the place as the thing that caught my attention was the hot chocolate or rather as my sister calls it, the chocolate soup. The chocolate concentration is rather high thus its nickname. The place is rather pricy but the fact that there are power points at almost every table for you to use sort of still makes it tempting to go there. Lan party over hot chocolate anyone? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Photos taken with my hp so dun mind the quality*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93u582dJlI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8TJxQW9Sx8Y/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93u582dJlI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8TJxQW9Sx8Y/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178557825900422738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like bread and meat to start ur day... if only no vege...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93u6M2dJmI/AAAAAAAAAlc/DhEnfgnwCLc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93u6M2dJmI/AAAAAAAAAlc/DhEnfgnwCLc/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178557830195390050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate soup is good stuff... i mean hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my sis for the treat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next off was the Staint Patrick's Day Bar Hop Event by Maxim and Guiness on friday evening. As derick would say, these people would find an excuse to drink and public holidays are not spared as well. Thanks to Elliott for the invites, went down with Charlene and Herbert. Met Casse and HuiRong there as well. Been sometime since I saw them and it was good doing some catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93w7s2dJnI/AAAAAAAAAlk/x5f6P57PIGA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93w7s2dJnI/AAAAAAAAAlk/x5f6P57PIGA/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178560054988449394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casse, HuiRong, Me and Charlene at the 2nd stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93w7s2dJoI/AAAAAAAAAls/u8NIOJido4Q/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93w7s2dJoI/AAAAAAAAAls/u8NIOJido4Q/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178560054988449410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Charlene and Herbert at the 3rd stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was interesting as we got to visit 4 Irish bars in total and see how they celebrate St Pat's day. ALthough I still cannot appreciate the taste of stout and doubt I will anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a busy busy day of photo taking for me. Rather rusty liaos so decided to take this chance to get some practice done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was at the EA Play event at marina square. As with last year, there were many booths where you can try out the different games from EA or Electronic Arts. There was also gamming competitions going on. Managed to find Jason and spent a while chit chatting with him. Did not get to try out the games this time as it was really pack with kids trying to make the the best of their last day of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93yns2dJpI/AAAAAAAAAl0/1fyHTNZM1Yc/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93yns2dJpI/AAAAAAAAAl0/1fyHTNZM1Yc/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178561910414321298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EA Play 08 Banner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93yns2dJqI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ZlAb2RoWgHc/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93yns2dJqI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ZlAb2RoWgHc/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178561910414321314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random shot of 2 game characters... quick cute hor... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After EA Play it was off to vivocity for my first ever cosplay event. Haha no, I did not cosplay as any anime characters but really went down to take photos. As I dun watch anime much, I was really clueless as to who was what character. So I just followed my 2 lovely "subjects" around and help them take photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting experience I must say. Last time armed with my sony digicam, no one seems to give me the attention but but with the DSLR, attention is automatically given. Somemore some events executive approached me if I was interested in doing freelance for the events company. Lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93zSs2dJrI/AAAAAAAAAmE/4EF2HuqNEuY/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93zSs2dJrI/AAAAAAAAAmE/4EF2HuqNEuY/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178562649148696242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Camera man and his 2 lovely subjects... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93zS82dJsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/PMN7LOEai-c/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93zS82dJsI/AAAAAAAAAmM/PMN7LOEai-c/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178562653443663554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self taken shot... people can do it with HP and Digicam, I can do it wil DSLR... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R930uM2dJvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/A2cPhTcqsN8/s1600-h/DSC_4419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R930uM2dJvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/A2cPhTcqsN8/s400/DSC_4419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178564221106726642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliott and Herbet with Yuna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R930uc2dJwI/AAAAAAAAAms/vbnM0jQW8gg/s1600-h/DSC_4465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R930uc2dJwI/AAAAAAAAAms/vbnM0jQW8gg/s400/DSC_4465.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178564225401693954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, Charlene and Lorraine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93zS82dJtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/7pmzWK3jVH0/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93zS82dJtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/7pmzWK3jVH0/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178562653443663570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at superdog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93zTM2dJuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Y_jLLwrfCs0/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93zTM2dJuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Y_jLLwrfCs0/s400/10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178562657738630882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny usually dun like to take photos but this time he was caught off guard cos he has never seen a DSLR before... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that just about wraps up last week.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8975156437031260455?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8975156437031260455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8975156437031260455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8975156437031260455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8975156437031260455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/03/chocolate-soup-ea-play-and-matsuri.html' title='Chocolate Soup, EA Play And Matsuri Cosplay Event'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R93u582dJlI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8TJxQW9Sx8Y/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5176973637805338651</id><published>2008-03-13T00:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:46:51.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a crazy crazy weekend...</title><content type='html'>Ok just a recap of the crazy weekend I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was spent studying at macs in the morning wuth ben, going to the IT Show with ben, bryan and later on derick , getting my new toy and more studying at macs with derick, weefoong and benny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gFTM2dJdI/AAAAAAAAAkY/L7uAvzXy9kU/s1600-h/DSC09639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gFTM2dJdI/AAAAAAAAAkY/L7uAvzXy9kU/s400/DSC09639.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176893599087666642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes notes and more notes... when will it end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gFTc2dJeI/AAAAAAAAAkg/XRDhN45KeoE/s1600-h/DSC09638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gFTc2dJeI/AAAAAAAAAkg/XRDhN45KeoE/s400/DSC09638.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176893603382633954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough coke and ice tea for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gFTs2dJfI/AAAAAAAAAko/AT_DdBNu_kE/s1600-h/DSC09642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gFTs2dJfI/AAAAAAAAAko/AT_DdBNu_kE/s400/DSC09642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176893607677601266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new keyboard :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was spent having my exam in school and its off to the IT Show again but this time with herbert, elliott and charlene. Also helped herbert's brother get some stuff for his computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gGuM2dJhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/dm6wvGLj8y8/s1600-h/07032008348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gGuM2dJhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/dm6wvGLj8y8/s400/07032008348.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176895162455762450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to reward myself after a crazy paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gGu82dJiI/AAAAAAAAAk8/dX5zD156ctc/s1600-h/DSC09640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gGu82dJiI/AAAAAAAAAk8/dX5zD156ctc/s400/DSC09640.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176895175340664354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe cute right? Its also an mp3 player wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down again to the IT Show on saturday morning. This time is to pass to kelvin his razer lycosa keyboard which I helped me get on thursday. Also went to show face and say hi to the people at the IT Show. And also bought printer ink for my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my crazy running up and down and late nights of attempted studying, I caught abit of the flu so slept in on sunday. Studied for my final paper in the afternoon and rushed down again to the IT Show in the evening hoping for some last minute deals. But I went home empty handed. Ok lah at least I managed to get victor some coffee. He looks like he needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abit sianz this show cos I din get to meet up with HuiRong, Casse, Iris and Gillian. Some how just never managed to see them either cos they were not there or having their break. Well maybe next time or something cos PC Show is next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was spent studying for my last paper and taking the paper itself. First time using 2 answer booklets I think. Than its off for family dinner. Evening was spent at jim's grandfather's funneral wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gIaM2dJjI/AAAAAAAAAlE/NvntVhsae9g/s1600-h/10032008349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gIaM2dJjI/AAAAAAAAAlE/NvntVhsae9g/s400/10032008349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176897017881634354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been awhile since I had this to eat. 8 pieces for $2... cheap and good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gIas2dJkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/VloM66-zd1o/s1600-h/10032008351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gIas2dJkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/VloM66-zd1o/s400/10032008351.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176897026471568962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate rice toppings... opps forgot to turn on micro mode though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now that all my papers are over(hope I pass them), its time for the final term which is my FYP. But I will bother with that next week once I got my rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5176973637805338651?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5176973637805338651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5176973637805338651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5176973637805338651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5176973637805338651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-crazy-crazy-weekend.html' title='Its a crazy crazy weekend...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R9gFTM2dJdI/AAAAAAAAAkY/L7uAvzXy9kU/s72-c/DSC09639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8468107162029705691</id><published>2008-03-03T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:33:19.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring It On~!</title><content type='html'>Haha ok... its not the show but something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In Aliens: Colonial Marines, players are part of a United States Colonial Marine squad and must prepare to face an Aliens assault more intense and horrific than ever before. Driven by a compelling and original story penned by renowned writers Bradley Thompson and David Weddle, Aliens: Colonial Marines will retain the atmospheric look and feel of the original films while leveraging next-generation technology to create an entirely new interactive Aliens experience.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the game to come out... Bring on those aliens... My PC can take it in its full disgusting glory... or was that gore-ry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8uoZutXNgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vtX2NReoPLs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8uoZutXNgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vtX2NReoPLs/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173413756953638402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section movement anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8uoZ-tXNhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/OSegAlVPE9k/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8uoZ-tXNhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/OSegAlVPE9k/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173413761248605714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing better than roasted aliens for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8uoaOtXNiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/CUQkE_mzMkk/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8uoaOtXNiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/CUQkE_mzMkk/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173413765543573026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat Lead... or was that plasma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to revision... printed out my notes, marked down what I need to study and my study plan is on the way. For once I am actually gonna plan out how and what to study in a systematic way... very rare for me... oh well lets hope I pass these 2 papers... although a credit would be nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate memorising and throwing them back at the lecturer type of exam paper... maybe thats why I am actually looking forward to my fyp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Darn I need to find time to do up my gundam...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8468107162029705691?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8468107162029705691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8468107162029705691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8468107162029705691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8468107162029705691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/03/bring-it-on.html' title='Bring It On~!'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8uoZutXNgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vtX2NReoPLs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6753105475493218485</id><published>2008-02-28T02:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:53:38.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio signal of my mind, is it reaching you?</title><content type='html'>"Heart Station" by Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YPo7_25dS9I&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YPo7_25dS9I&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup Hikki is back once again with her new song "Heart Station". No need for english translation this time as the video has it. Kudos to the translator :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget she still looks as cute as ever. One of the few non english artist that I actually like and follow since I happen to hear her song "First Love" way way back. Anyway looking forward to getting hold of her album in march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just a quick update, I am officially done with all my assignments for this term and now will start(hopefully) mugging for my papers next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Derick, Benny and Wee Foong for a movie just now. Watched "Jumper" @ AMK Hub. Nice movie although abit short. Good to see Hayden Christiansen back on screen since I last watch Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2hi18bt.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats it for today. Gonna get some sleep and head off to dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6753105475493218485?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6753105475493218485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6753105475493218485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6753105475493218485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6753105475493218485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/02/radio-signal-of-my-mind-is-it-reaching.html' title='Radio signal of my mind, is it reaching you?'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/2hi18bt_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6730803360072265883</id><published>2008-02-25T01:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:33:41.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage: No Greater Love...</title><content type='html'>Just thought I share some photos I took while helping out at the recent Garage. For those of you who are wondering why it is called Garage, well according to wikipedia, &lt;blockquote&gt;a residential garage is part of a home, or an associated building, designed or used for storing a vehicle or vehicles.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the event location is held on the first floor of Emmanuel House where all the carparks are, its called Garage. Well at least to my understanding lah. lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went down to help out the nice people at Media(only because I got a free dinner... ok joking :P) with the usual photo printing "booth". Something which I have been doing since way back than.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so enough of the borring words and onto the photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8Gn_795NaI/AAAAAAAAAiw/HdLMkm-oC3A/s1600-h/DSC09529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8Gn_795NaI/AAAAAAAAAiw/HdLMkm-oC3A/s400/DSC09529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170598564068930978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The junior band getting ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GoAL95NbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/VEIeGjJ1gxw/s1600-h/DSC09530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GoAL95NbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/VEIeGjJ1gxw/s400/DSC09530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170598568363898290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about love... thus the hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GoAL95NcI/AAAAAAAAAjA/qz9uCqfLfX8/s1600-h/DSC09533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GoAL95NcI/AAAAAAAAAjA/qz9uCqfLfX8/s400/DSC09533.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170598568363898306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner is served...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GoAb95NdI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ekieKKlId60/s1600-h/DSC09534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GoAb95NdI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ekieKKlId60/s400/DSC09534.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170598572658865618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media project servant hard at work as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GoAr95NeI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ysIvktGR55A/s1600-h/DSC09539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GoAr95NeI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ysIvktGR55A/s400/DSC09539.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170598576953832930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the next item...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpJ795NfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/JiDxxRgmYCA/s1600-h/DSC09542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpJ795NfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/JiDxxRgmYCA/s400/DSC09542.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170599835379250674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the little ones can help out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpKL95NgI/AAAAAAAAAjg/I7WAsGGGfaM/s1600-h/DSC09543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpKL95NgI/AAAAAAAAAjg/I7WAsGGGfaM/s400/DSC09543.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170599839674217986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot of the drum set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpKL95NhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/awFhoqoqWTE/s1600-h/DSC09556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpKL95NhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/awFhoqoqWTE/s400/DSC09556.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170599839674218002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot my laptop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpKb95NiI/AAAAAAAAAjw/n0bXnjM5h6o/s1600-h/DSC09578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpKb95NiI/AAAAAAAAAjw/n0bXnjM5h6o/s400/DSC09578.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170599843969185314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senior band doing their item...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpKr95NjI/AAAAAAAAAj4/6mi8duKStPM/s1600-h/DSC09583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8GpKr95NjI/AAAAAAAAAj4/6mi8duKStPM/s400/DSC09583.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170599848264152626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts and lots of it for desert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was fun to be at EH again for Garage. Sure I was tired having reformatted and reinstalled my pc and rushing through a usual graphic card review. Plus the slight rain and crazy traffic was all that was needed to spoil one's day. But at the end of it all, no words can describe the feeling of helping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6730803360072265883?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6730803360072265883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6730803360072265883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6730803360072265883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6730803360072265883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/02/garage-no-greater-love.html' title='Garage: No Greater Love...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R8Gn_795NaI/AAAAAAAAAiw/HdLMkm-oC3A/s72-c/DSC09529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-9104363839063862307</id><published>2008-02-18T00:47:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T01:57:41.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Foody Chinese New Year Round Up...</title><content type='html'>Just a short round up of my Chinese New Year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion dinner was at my place this year and boy it was fun to have everyone here eating, talking and having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hoe795NNI/AAAAAAAAAhI/SiyDdGPMlG4/s1600-h/DSC09439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hoe795NNI/AAAAAAAAAhI/SiyDdGPMlG4/s400/DSC09439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167995453110301906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1 of Dinner... Do you see that huge tray of salmon there? Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hofb95NOI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/CqLuNnJLcUg/s1600-h/DSC09457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hofb95NOI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/CqLuNnJLcUg/s400/DSC09457.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167995461700236514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popiah party anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hof795NPI/AAAAAAAAAhY/AKmoKdrEYp8/s1600-h/DSC09471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hof795NPI/AAAAAAAAAhY/AKmoKdrEYp8/s400/DSC09471.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167995470290171122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 was steamboat and the beef was delicious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 was spent visiting my mother's side of the family. Again lots of food and snacks and the collection to fund Kenneth's PS3 begun. Not much pictures cos not much  happening food. Think cos eat so much snacks until no need for proper meals. Oh and there was my cousin who ordered too much food from KFC for lunch. Lols, finished lots of side orders(Love the whipped potatoes). Hope I din put on weight sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 was spent in JB to visit my auntie and her family. Lots of fun and food as usual in there. But becos I did not bring in my N73 as it has no auto roam, no pictures of the great food inside. But I have to mention that the HUGE prawns(that I peeled for my sister cos Junyuan not around) and the HUGE fish(And I really mean HUGE) was good. But as usual the company was even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hpvL95NQI/AAAAAAAAAhg/bdkWezZJGvg/s1600-h/DSC09485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hpvL95NQI/AAAAAAAAAhg/bdkWezZJGvg/s400/DSC09485.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167996831794803970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts... Cheap and Good somemore... think it was buy 16 get 8 free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hpvb95NRI/AAAAAAAAAho/NInegvsB_v8/s1600-h/DSC09486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hpvb95NRI/AAAAAAAAAho/NInegvsB_v8/s400/DSC09486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167996836089771282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps... got too tempted before I took a shot... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 was spent visiting my "Aunti Mama" or me and my sister's babysitter when we were very young. Than it was off to suntec for lunch where I also took the chance to deposit my collections before my itchy hands will spend them at sim lim square on new computer hardware. Also took the chance to apply for a debit card and change my atm card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hqyL95NSI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_aZcqMK_-aA/s1600-h/09022008335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hqyL95NSI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_aZcqMK_-aA/s400/09022008335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167997982846039330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place we had lunch. At the food republic suntec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hqy795NTI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Mm_wEhOwVek/s1600-h/09022008330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hqy795NTI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Mm_wEhOwVek/s400/09022008330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167997995730941234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shark Fin's dumpling I think. Free becos of some safra promo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hqzr95NUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/5LzerxinbJ0/s1600-h/09022008332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hqzr95NUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/5LzerxinbJ0/s400/09022008332.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167998008615843138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some shots of lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than it was off to Derick's house for the "Sunday School Dropouts" gathering. There I watch the horrific defeat of Newcastle. Was so heart broken that I had to drown my disappointment with nice expensive chocolate. Than it was off to playing Winning Eleven on the PS3. If my team cant win in real life, at least they can do better in game life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hv0r95NVI/AAAAAAAAAiI/51R4gE_8xAw/s1600-h/09022008338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hv0r95NVI/AAAAAAAAAiI/51R4gE_8xAw/s400/09022008338.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168003523353851218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice expensive Chocolates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hv0795NWI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/HWGgPiCcZcQ/s1600-h/09022008339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hv0795NWI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/HWGgPiCcZcQ/s400/09022008339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168003527648818530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final shot before they disappeared one by one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent at Herbert's place where we played Guitar Hero and Taboo. Had lots of fun with Taboo. Especially when you soak cake and drink bear in the morning. hehe... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hxi795NXI/AAAAAAAAAiY/r-Ca4yjOeFs/s1600-h/10022008341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hxi795NXI/AAAAAAAAAiY/r-Ca4yjOeFs/s400/10022008341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168005417434428786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering Indiana Jones before the fourth movie hits the big screens... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following week was filled with me being busy busy and busy. Assignments due on monday and thursday/friday plus my IPT training and overclocking competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hyY795NYI/AAAAAAAAAig/o1y5pDPS1AM/s1600-h/DSC09496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hyY795NYI/AAAAAAAAAig/o1y5pDPS1AM/s400/DSC09496.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168006345147364738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum had her CNY kindergarten lunch on friday at home and I took the chance to take the first bite. I fully recommend Lee Wee brothers if you need a quick lunch setup. Love the fish balls and the fried fish. And the chilli is not bad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that about rounds up my CNY for 2008. Its been good eating and catching up and thankfully a quick check with the weighing scales shows that I did not gain any weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hyZL95NZI/AAAAAAAAAio/_aHh7iowzlc/s1600-h/DSC09508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hyZL95NZI/AAAAAAAAAio/_aHh7iowzlc/s400/DSC09508.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168006349442332050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and special mention to Charlene for this really nice gift from Japan. Whats more interesting is that she kept refusing to let me pay for it and even went to take out the price tag so I would not find out how much it cost. Little that she realised that she forgot about the price tag on the side of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thanks again for the nice gift. I have been so busy these days an this is a good way to keep my mind off things. And as requested, I will post pictures of the process of fixing up a Gundam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-9104363839063862307?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/9104363839063862307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=9104363839063862307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/9104363839063862307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/9104363839063862307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/02/foody-chinese-new-year-round-up.html' title='A Foody Chinese New Year Round Up...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R7hoe795NNI/AAAAAAAAAhI/SiyDdGPMlG4/s72-c/DSC09439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-495570798662261876</id><published>2008-02-14T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:53:52.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taming The Kerberos...</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have tons of pictures(ok maybe not tons but still quite alot) to share but I will only do it next week after everything is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I got so much things to do this week that I dun think being alone on V Day is going to affect me. I got a deadline to settle and IPT to go for and another OC competition to take part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got the time to wish Wee Foong A Happy Birthday ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am finally done with the programming side of this stupid Kerberos project. Yup its some stupid protocol named after the the Greek mythological character Kerberos (or Cerberus), known in Greek mythology as being the monstrous three-headed guard dog of Hades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get some sleep(6 hours?) and get the rest of it done up. I dun mind programming but readme files and whatnot are kinda irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to take my medicine and sleep. I got a bad feeling IPT is gonna be quite tiring tmr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.mit.edu/Kerberos/images/dog-ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad doggy... no doggy treats for you... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-495570798662261876?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/495570798662261876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=495570798662261876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/495570798662261876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/495570798662261876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/02/taming-kerberos.html' title='Taming The Kerberos...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5179305063804825765</id><published>2008-02-03T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T01:29:06.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back to where I belong...</title><content type='html'>All the politics, all the games, all the flames and all the wars.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, I really dun understand how it can come to this.&lt;br /&gt;But its ok, hobbies are just but hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;They can come and go.&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot be bothered anymore. &lt;br /&gt;My conscience is clear and I will leave knowing that I did what was right and gave my honest opinion on things.&lt;br /&gt;People have eyes and brains and can tell what is really going on.&lt;br /&gt;And if they cannot, well good for them.&lt;br /&gt;It is not my lost.&lt;br /&gt;I am just too tired bother any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like the lyrics go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring out into the night,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hide the pain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the place where love&lt;br /&gt;And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.&lt;br /&gt;And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the last few days were quite an eventful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went down to Corbell on thursday to pick up the prize for the overclocking competition and to pick up my latest review card, the MSI R3870x2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SlSY8q6_I/AAAAAAAAAf4/upTArCYgg88/s1600-h/31012008314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SlSY8q6_I/AAAAAAAAAf4/upTArCYgg88/s400/31012008314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162432808226581490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my free coffee/tea after about 4 years... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SlSo8q7AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ICsRKuCCun0/s1600-h/31012008315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SlSo8q7AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ICsRKuCCun0/s400/31012008315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162432812521548802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Corbell, went to have dinner with Benjamin at a nearby market. This bee hoon + fried fish + fried sotong cost me $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SoFI8q7II/AAAAAAAAAhA/9IpAyNJ_vKo/s1600-h/pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SoFI8q7II/AAAAAAAAAhA/9IpAyNJ_vKo/s400/pig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162435879128198274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a photo of this at AMK hub entrance. Last few days before the year of the pig is over. Which reminds me, I need to clean up my room asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SlTI8q7CI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/UOE_tSGujew/s1600-h/DSC09410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SlTI8q7CI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/UOE_tSGujew/s400/DSC09410.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162432821111483426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The certificate of participation. Quite nice imho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was spent doing up the review and compiling it for future reference. Then it was off for supper with Derick, Daniel and Aaron at Terminal 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SmuY8q7DI/AAAAAAAAAgY/YmvkKMnXBA8/s1600-h/02022008318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SmuY8q7DI/AAAAAAAAAgY/YmvkKMnXBA8/s400/02022008318.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162434388774546482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fries, Fries and More Fries at Popeye's. BTW thats Daniel's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6Smuo8q7EI/AAAAAAAAAgg/nLw59-gerxk/s1600-h/02022008320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6Smuo8q7EI/AAAAAAAAAgg/nLw59-gerxk/s400/02022008320.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162434393069513794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came, we saw and we were conquered... hehe... first time used up so many packets of chilli sauce sia... reminds me of a certain someone... sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6Smu48q7FI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ln0usDhwmYc/s1600-h/02022008322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6Smu48q7FI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ln0usDhwmYc/s400/02022008322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162434397364481106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green vine at the departure hall. Where is poison ivy sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6Smwo8q7GI/AAAAAAAAAgw/6z6Mvi6JhNA/s1600-h/02022008325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6Smwo8q7GI/AAAAAAAAAgw/6z6Mvi6JhNA/s400/02022008325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162434427429252194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside area... Can you see the Fifa shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6Smw48q7HI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VMfOnN8z980/s1600-h/02022008328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6Smw48q7HI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VMfOnN8z980/s400/02022008328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162434431724219506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main attractions of the area... haha... took me a few tries to get this shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup sometimes the best things in life need not be the most expensive or the most complicated stuff. Just spending time with friends and having fun is good enough for me. And I did not have to pay a single cent to walk around Terminal 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5179305063804825765?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5179305063804825765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5179305063804825765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5179305063804825765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5179305063804825765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/02/going-back-to-where-i-belong.html' title='Going back to where I belong...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R6SlSY8q6_I/AAAAAAAAAf4/upTArCYgg88/s72-c/31012008314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4329102914715299998</id><published>2008-01-30T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:39:00.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But it's all just the way that we cope with our lives...</title><content type='html'>Bones : Some of Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/55MjRVUHvUg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/55MjRVUHvUg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice video of Agent Booth and Dr. Bones to the background song of "Some of Us" by Starsailor. Was testing the out my now confirm GGed amplifier and used the Bones dvd to check. Ended up watching one whole episode which featured this song. Think I am going to get hooked to this series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its been another usual nothing interesting day in the life of Kenneth. Woke up with an ache in my legs. I think I shouldn't have pushed myself too hard last night. There is no way I am going to do 12min for my 2.4km since I have not even gone for a jog for 4 months since my toe got injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the afternoon walking around sim lim square looking for some thingy for my computer. CNY is coming and decided to give my computer a good clean up. Did some rearrangements to the stuff inside and now it looks alot better. Although I spent like 1 hours trying to figure out how to mount my new little hoots though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be another long day tomorrow as I got lessons in the afternoon and IPT again in the evening. Hope my body recovers... still hurts abit when I cough... why did I try to do so many sit ups... lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4329102914715299998?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4329102914715299998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4329102914715299998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4329102914715299998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4329102914715299998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/but-its-all-just-way-that-we-cope-with.html' title='But it&apos;s all just the way that we cope with our lives...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6891336310409257040</id><published>2008-01-29T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T02:23:24.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to Friends... The people who will get you through...</title><content type='html'>Gundam 00 2nd Ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MYbwzzN7_ls&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MYbwzzN7_ls&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMCEXDkrfZg"&gt;Full Music Video Version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending songs for Gundam anime never fail to impress me with the latest one being the 2nd ending sung by Stephanie called "Friends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We used to have the same smile&lt;br /&gt;But too many years have passed since then&lt;br /&gt;And I am tormented by the fact that we couldn't accept each other&lt;br /&gt;So, I cast off my pride&lt;br /&gt;To bring tenderness to this world&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say&lt;br /&gt;Even if you show courage and pretend to be strong&lt;br /&gt;You can't live all alone&lt;br /&gt;The promise we made on that day&lt;br /&gt;Remain deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;If life goes on&lt;br /&gt;You must not be afraid, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it go&lt;br /&gt;This vast land and your friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translated by shinsen subs&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice song talking about the friends that you have and meet along life's journey. Something I am learning to sort out as the days go by. The ones who matter to you and those that I am learning to slowly let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am going to send in my resume to an a company dealing with IT products for the position of Product Executive. And I got this feeling its going to be an Interest vs Pay job if I do get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well either way its going to be very interesting since it will be my first serious job application as part of my uni life... or whats left of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6891336310409257040?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6891336310409257040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6891336310409257040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6891336310409257040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6891336310409257040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/tribute-to-friends-people-who-will-get.html' title='A Tribute to Friends... The people who will get you through...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4488322689050985810</id><published>2008-01-27T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:54:50.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well</title><content type='html'>"Vindicated" by Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2WoJV4NLxqg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2WoJV4NLxqg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vindicated&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;Swear I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;And I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know I may be young, inexperienced, still a school boy and easily contented. But hey that does not mean you can treat me like that. I eat my own ego to apologise to you and not even a reply. I took the step to intro myself and say hi and offer my hand. And you gave me that look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture paints a thousand words so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5tq1Y8q6-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/6oFLBUaDPXU/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5tq1Y8q6-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/6oFLBUaDPXU/s400/079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159835263545568226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Looks like nothing wrong with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well looks like I was not wrong after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks to Elliott as well. Even though I did not ask you for anything, I remember what you told me about being younger and thus having more stamina and more willingness to go and try out. Yup I tried out and I was not wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to my sis and junyuan for not letting me do the wrong thing. I should not and will not drop to their level.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4488322689050985810?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4488322689050985810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4488322689050985810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4488322689050985810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4488322689050985810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-i-am-flawed-but-i-am-cleaning-up-so.html' title='And I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5tq1Y8q6-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/6oFLBUaDPXU/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8850595829098672406</id><published>2008-01-22T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T02:24:46.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you can wait and not be tired by waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iOwybu4IhR0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iOwybu4IhR0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really nice trailer for the game Football Manager 2008. A game I think I want to re-visit to take my mind of things. A truely inspiring poem based on the original by Rudyard Kipling called "IF".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"IF"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;br /&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you&lt;br /&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too,&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,&lt;br /&gt;Or being hated, don't give way to hating,&lt;br /&gt;And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,&lt;br /&gt;If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;br /&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;br /&gt;And never breath a word about your loss;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much,&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,&lt;br /&gt;And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rudyard Kipling &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so starts the whole motion again of tutorials, lab sessions and assignments. But yet I am still in the holiday mood. Or rather I am still "sulking" about IT that I have not yet found the motivation to get myself started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got an assignment due this thursday and I am only 10% done. Will be going out tmr afternoon so that means even less time to complete it. Looks like its going to be one crazy wednesday as I hope to get it all done in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until then, I guess all I can do is continue to wait it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Nights World.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8850595829098672406?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8850595829098672406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8850595829098672406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8850595829098672406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8850595829098672406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-you-can-wait-and-not-be-tired-by.html' title='If you can wait and not be tired by waiting...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7083297231490751760</id><published>2008-01-21T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:54:01.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When all faith is gone, I fight myself to carry on...</title><content type='html'>"How Can I Fall" by Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_BbHBHB92vA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_BbHBHB92vA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok feeling very emo over the weekend. So many things at one go plus the feeling like I just came back from field camp does not help. So many things to consider, so many things to plan and yet another regret to add to the list. Thus the rather retro emo song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was rather normal. Dozed off during message(sorry was very tired), went for lunch with parents and finally helped my dad with his monitor problem. He finally decided to get the 20" Acer LCD. So went Funan with him from marina square to get the stuff. Got a new DVD player which looks quite nice as well. And found out the amplifier decided to die on us. Darn, just when I thought can watch movies on the 32" LCD TV. After all, there is no way my 20" LCD monitor can compete with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also was talking to Amos about what he intends to do since He ORDed liaos. Plus abit of conversation with Benny and Weefoong about getting a job. All adds to the whole over thinking process in my brain. Looks like I cant put off not looking for a job and must seriously consider what I wanna do after I grad which is in less then half a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would finding a job and moving onto the next phrase of my life help me out of this "problem" that has been bugging me? Only God knows. So I guess I will have to keep on stuggling and trusting until the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5N7-feLDkI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Tu9zYZeFke8/s1600-h/DSC09350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5N7-feLDkI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Tu9zYZeFke8/s400/DSC09350.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157602311799508546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny trying to figure out what I am busy with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5N7-veLDlI/AAAAAAAAAfo/UpfVB2jeKOU/s1600-h/DSC09352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5N7-veLDlI/AAAAAAAAAfo/UpfVB2jeKOU/s400/DSC09352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157602316094475858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new 20" Acer LCD. Not bad for its price I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to catch up on sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7083297231490751760?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7083297231490751760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7083297231490751760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7083297231490751760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7083297231490751760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-all-faith-is-gone-i-fight-myself.html' title='When all faith is gone, I fight myself to carry on...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5N7-feLDkI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Tu9zYZeFke8/s72-c/DSC09350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7631281720580211055</id><published>2008-01-19T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T01:07:17.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A World To Believe In...</title><content type='html'>"A World To Beleive In" by Yuna Ito x Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFNu_JES7WE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFNu_JES7WE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice duet done by Yuna Ito and powerhouse Celine Dion. Have always enjoyed Celine Dion's songs and when I found out she did a duet with a Japanese singer from the forums, I just had to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy was I suprised. Well I am no music critic but some of Yuna Ito's other songs with both Japanese and English lyrics are not bad. There was no break in the flow of music from Japanese to English and back. Well at least not to me so thats good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like one more Japanese singer to add to my play list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, today was spent waking up late as I had a very late night the night before. Afternoon was spent at YFC where I had a refresher course in basic graphics design and played abit with photoshop. Very rusty liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to PS to meet up with Elliott and Herbert before heading over to Elliott's place for the usual Movie Marathon. Watched Beverly Hills Cop and boy was it funny. Guess its been retro movies one after another and I am looking forward to the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished abit earlier this time as I was stoning out and Charlene was feeling rather tired. Poor girl has to work tomorrow while the rest of us can sleep in. Ok maybe not for me as I am going out tmr morning but at least I get to sleep longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest well and enjoy your concert tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5DalveLDiI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/qgUtMVSGadQ/s1600-h/movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5DalveLDiI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/qgUtMVSGadQ/s400/movie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156861915272252962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh... Where did the sweets come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5Dal_eLDjI/AAAAAAAAAfY/dU4x0zTKiNM/s1600-h/radio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5Dal_eLDjI/AAAAAAAAAfY/dU4x0zTKiNM/s400/radio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156861919567220274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Photoshop. Wanted to add the line "Radio: Are You Listening?" but din have the right font type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7631281720580211055?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7631281720580211055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7631281720580211055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7631281720580211055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7631281720580211055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/world-to-believe-in.html' title='A World To Believe In...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R5DalveLDiI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/qgUtMVSGadQ/s72-c/movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-1612964759726521528</id><published>2008-01-17T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T12:37:33.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return Of The King...</title><content type='html'>During the early hours of a Singapore Thursday morning, in a week where things cannot get any worst, such news is uplifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King has returned to Saint Jame's Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Tyneside was preparing itself for the third coming tonight after Newcastle owner Mike Ashley handed Kevin Keegan a sensational return as manager."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"King Kev makes Newcastle return"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on. It was such an uplifting event that in the FA Cup 4th Round, a round best remembered by everyone where giant killers emerge and big clubs fight for their right to carry on, a 10 men Toon army fights back to erase their previous shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newcastle 4, Stroke 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wO-idmlgDZI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wO-idmlgDZI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems the fans had their share of the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/44361000/jpg/_44361038_kingkev203.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b329/Hendrickou/MikeCo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully the guy(s) who made this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHev_OKbWW4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHev_OKbWW4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be having a harder time deciding which one to include for 2007/2008 as there will be too many candidates to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so as loyal fans of Black and White look towards this Saturday's match against Bolton with renewed hope, I too pray for the Keegan Era to return to Saint Jame's Park once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howay the Lads,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-1612964759726521528?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/1612964759726521528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=1612964759726521528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1612964759726521528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1612964759726521528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/return-of-king.html' title='The Return Of The King...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6381419976604284420</id><published>2008-01-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:04:12.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>果てしないこの空もいつかは終わりを告げる,この目に焼きついた君を忘れはしない.</title><content type='html'>"Metamorphoze" by Gackt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AwUDCY95wsI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AwUDCY95wsI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righto, so I dun know much about Gackt but anyone who has a hand in a gundam series song makes it to my play list. The song is featured into a compilation movie trilogy for the Zeta Gundam series. Good stuff ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tomorrow is the last of my intensive lectures before a short break and the tutorials start piling in with an assignment almost every week. There goes my social life again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I will be rushing work through Chinese New Year and V Day as well. Plus my upcoming IPT session, I think I will survive this year since I will be too busy and occupied to worry about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, its been a boring week so far. Go to school for lecture, go home to print notes and play game and repeat the cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the weekend though. Going back to YFC on friday afternoon and saturday morning, hopefully will get my hands on a new toy to bench and the job fair to get me started on thinking about a job once I grad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a packed weekend for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And yes Sebaz, the MacBook Air looks good. Its darn thin lah. But cost a bomb also.  I rather spend abit more and get a MBP if you ask me ;)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6381419976604284420?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6381419976604284420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6381419976604284420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6381419976604284420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6381419976604284420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='果てしないこの空もいつかは終わりを告げる,この目に焼きついた君を忘れはしない.'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5506128894497059324</id><published>2008-01-12T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T19:38:08.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're ready to believe you!</title><content type='html'>Well its been a busy school week for me. Back from the last of the dreaded 6 hours lecture saturday. Brain still abit blank from all the heavy theory stuff taught today. And the fact that I did not have enough sleep last night did not help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined the movie groupie for the movie marathon where the movie(s) for the night were Ghostbusters 1 &amp; 2. Yup both movies in one night if you are wondering. Lots of fun, laughter, food and drinks to make the night just right. A good way to relax after completing the whole set of "Distributed Systems" module lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the round of movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4il3_eLDfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/s0WXwuIARAA/s1600-h/IMG_1094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4il3_eLDfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/s0WXwuIARAA/s400/IMG_1094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154552154874908146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh why got chips inside also ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4il4PeLDgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ytspQK-UP_k/s1600-h/IMG_1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4il4PeLDgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ytspQK-UP_k/s400/IMG_1102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154552159169875458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4il4PeLDhI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Ec5FVNhrKSs/s1600-h/IMG_1109b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4il4PeLDhI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Ec5FVNhrKSs/s400/IMG_1109b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154552159169875474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're ready to believe you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5506128894497059324?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5506128894497059324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5506128894497059324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5506128894497059324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5506128894497059324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/were-ready-to-believe-you.html' title='We&apos;re ready to believe you!'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4il3_eLDfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/s0WXwuIARAA/s72-c/IMG_1094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-2011870787394290700</id><published>2008-01-09T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:47:00.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody said it was easy, No one ever said it would be so hard...</title><content type='html'>"The Scientist" by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V3Kd7IGPyeg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V3Kd7IGPyeg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice piano ballad by coldplay. Kinda seems to be talking about "The Birthmark", a short story by Nathaniel Hawthorne. In the story, a scientist forgets about the love of his life due to his devotion to science. He then realises his mistake when it is already too late, as her death now haunts him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me, the words that hit me the most are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nobody said it was easy, &lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so easy to give advise to people about certain issues as the 3rd party where emotions are not involved. But as the person involved with emotions in the picture its a different story. And its never easy when emotions are there. But yet it can sometimes be so hard as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end maybe its just best to let things happen and maybe the best way to learn is through experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well but thats just me I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-2011870787394290700?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/2011870787394290700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=2011870787394290700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2011870787394290700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2011870787394290700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/nobody-said-it-was-easy-no-one-ever.html' title='Nobody said it was easy, No one ever said it would be so hard...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-1282142316610947513</id><published>2008-01-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:51:57.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start Of A New Work Year...</title><content type='html'>Ok so I know the new year starts on the 1st of Jan. But for me, the start of the work year starts on the first monday of the new year. Reason being I was still in the holiday mood since 1st of Jan which is a public holiday was so near the weekend which got burnt by lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now that my mind is back to work mode, its alot easier to concentrate on things and my forecast for January looks rather work orientated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intensive lectures all the way till the middle of January with a 3 day break before the whole set of tutorials and lab sessions start and ending off with the start of my IPT session, this time at Khatib camp starting in the last week of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also need to plan out when to cut my hair so the next time I cut will be after Chinese New Year where hopefully the price of cutting hair will be back to normal. My injured toe is getting better and hopefully I can start my warm up jogs one week before my IPT start so that I dun get worn out so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, everything is fairly normal now, nothing much happening yet so hopefully things will stay this way. Looks like its gonna be a tough 2 modules with more theory(yucks) stuff to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a side note, its good to see Randy back in church and bible study sessions. Gives a little more "oomf" to the session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4JJx_eLDcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/pTO9PpggXGs/s1600-h/07012008311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4JJx_eLDcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/pTO9PpggXGs/s400/07012008311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152762046865673666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot of the SIM ceiling from below. Got this idea from Melissa. Its her hp wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of my 2008 calander:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4JJx_eLDdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/RQx8i-R1tkk/s1600-h/DSC09329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4JJx_eLDdI/AAAAAAAAAeo/RQx8i-R1tkk/s400/DSC09329.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152762046865673682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4JJx_eLDeI/AAAAAAAAAew/Dt24PjIfCpE/s1600-h/DSC09330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4JJx_eLDeI/AAAAAAAAAew/Dt24PjIfCpE/s400/DSC09330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152762046865673698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sides have this flip thingy to show your "status". Think its for the office so I guess when I grad and find a job it will come in handy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-1282142316610947513?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/1282142316610947513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=1282142316610947513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1282142316610947513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1282142316610947513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/start-of-new-work-year.html' title='Start Of A New Work Year...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R4JJx_eLDcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/pTO9PpggXGs/s72-c/07012008311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8769053240963587638</id><published>2008-01-02T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:14:36.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year Ahead...</title><content type='html'>And so its the start of the new year and the start of another school term. First lesson is on friday which is taking forever to come and my results for last term are not out yet.&lt;br /&gt;Yup what a way to start my new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well looking back, lots of things happened in 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the people department, friends come and friends go but I am glad that I managed to make new ones. Some of whom have become close friends which I am thankful for. And those who have gone, well all I can say is whatever. Its about time I did some auditing to my friend's list anyway. And of cos those who never left, always glad to have them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the study/career department, I cleared my modules pretty well so far and now am awaiting for my final term's marks. Should go ok I guess. And hopefully my credit average will still remain. Also its nice to know more people in the hardware industry better. From people at sls to some of the distros. Managed to do end user reviews for some of the hardware and gained more experience in terms of hardware knowledge and overclocking. Hopefully more will come in 2008 and I continue to build my credentials in the local hardware scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the personal department, I have definitely grown over the year. With each trial and difficulty and falling down, I picked myself up and moved on. Sometimes slower then expected but just glad that I still continue fighting and struggling. And as more changes and decisions will appear this year, I am confident I will pull through thanks to the people around me and not forgetting HIM up there guiding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I must say that things will be different this year though. Have to start moving out of the undergrad way of thinking and into a professional working person's mentality. And also to stop worrying about people who are no longer worth it.If these people cant be bothered to try to even help themselves and move on, so be it. I rather focus on more important stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3uJiPeLDaI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/n_H1dpzYPfU/s1600-h/DSC09326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3uJiPeLDaI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/n_H1dpzYPfU/s400/DSC09326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150861820189937058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Coolermaster Calender to welcome you to 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8769053240963587638?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8769053240963587638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8769053240963587638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8769053240963587638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8769053240963587638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-ahead.html' title='A New Year Ahead...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3uJiPeLDaI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/n_H1dpzYPfU/s72-c/DSC09326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-2748924992306789929</id><published>2008-01-02T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:15:38.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa, this is heavy...</title><content type='html'>Well a quick recap for the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was spent rushing around getting stuff for my final upgrade of the year. Decided to do a partial overhual of my pc and get some parts upgraded in preparation for the new year and the new "wolfdale" processor that will be coming out during the Jan-Feb period. Looks like I know what my red packet money is going into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing initial testing and benchmarking for my end user mini review on the forums, it was off to church for the annual watch night service. After that Charlene and Roxy came over to fetch me to meet Herbert and Elliott to what is to be the start of the movie marathon. We watched Back To The Future 1 at Charlene's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was spent sleeping in and pushing my graphic card to another level of core speeds. Yup, the card in my pc is the fastest un modified card around now with a core speed of 945mhz. The next step is 958 and I still cannot get it to stay stable so I will leave it as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to send Charlene off at Terminal 2 and having dinner with Charlene and WeiMing. Then it was off to Herbert's place for part 2 of our Movie Marathon. There we watched part 2 of the trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for part 3 this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3uJh_eLDZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/BLER_SgP5EA/s1600-h/DSC09325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3uJh_eLDZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/BLER_SgP5EA/s400/DSC09325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150861815894969746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Final Hoot for 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3uNkPeLDbI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ujHeYGf2DDU/s1600-h/Marty_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3uNkPeLDbI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ujHeYGf2DDU/s400/Marty_1985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150866252596186546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa, this is heavy. ..." - Marty McFly, Back To The Future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-2748924992306789929?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/2748924992306789929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=2748924992306789929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2748924992306789929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2748924992306789929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2008/01/whoa-this-is-heavy.html' title='Whoa, this is heavy...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3uJh_eLDZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/BLER_SgP5EA/s72-c/DSC09325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4478602137856044994</id><published>2007-12-31T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T00:48:38.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd take another chance, take a fall...</title><content type='html'>"Apologize" by Timbaland Ft. One Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHfyDxy8i5o&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHfyDxy8i5o&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice song that has been running in my head since I saw the MTV earlier in the evening. And the lyrics, well they speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its this very song started the whole process and the lyrics just plays it out nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... what Irony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4478602137856044994?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4478602137856044994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4478602137856044994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4478602137856044994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4478602137856044994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/id-take-another-chance-take-fall.html' title='I&apos;d take another chance, take a fall...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6982523008573429306</id><published>2007-12-29T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T12:45:12.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Aftermath...</title><content type='html'>Another quick recap of the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thursday was spent meeting Leanna and Melissa for lunch at marina square waraku. It was good to just sit down and do some catching up with them. The food there is also not bad, $9.80++ for the set lunch where you can order one noodles and one rice dish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3XOLfeLDXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/sNfGKBUSdZM/s1600-h/DSCF4379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3XOLfeLDXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/sNfGKBUSdZM/s400/DSCF4379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149248445789965682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture with Leanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3XOLfeLDYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/tLy5cJSIDiQ/s1600-h/DSCF4381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3XOLfeLDYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/tLy5cJSIDiQ/s400/DSCF4381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149248445789965698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture with Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening was spent at Daniel &amp; Tiff's place. Just a small group which also includeds Derick, Randy,Aaron and Junwen who joined us later from his work. Food was very good, smoked salmon, stuffed mushrooms and meatballs for starters, main was lamp, ham, salmon and salad(which i must say was so good that we finished everything) and dessert was fruits and coconut jelly thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good, the games were better but nothing beats the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3XOLPeLDWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/naBk4KlGXzw/s1600-h/28122007307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3XOLPeLDWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/naBk4KlGXzw/s400/28122007307.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149248441494998370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinking... Milk? Heh, thats Kenneth for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6982523008573429306?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6982523008573429306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6982523008573429306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6982523008573429306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6982523008573429306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-aftermath.html' title='Christmas Aftermath...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3XOLfeLDXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/sNfGKBUSdZM/s72-c/DSCF4379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7850566348831271796</id><published>2007-12-26T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:24:34.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck the halls with lots of chocolates...</title><content type='html'>Well Christmas is over and boy was it something new for me. Well based on the fact that I got high on Chocolate which is a first for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started after days of squeezing in town with the rest of Singapore trying to pick out Christmas presents for people. Each time going home either empty handed or just a present or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by Christmas Eve I was still not done. Decided to take a break from all the present hunting and met Melissa for lunch at "The Asian Kitchen", Marina Square outlet and to pass to her the present. Food was not too bad, although my food kept coming later. Gives a new meaning to Ladies first? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to meet Herbert and later Elliott and Nurun in town for really last minute shopping. Picked up my pants as well and managed to settle the Christmas cards as well. Although the experience was one that I do not wish to go through again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at my place with the usual cousins coming over. And with them, it was always fun and noisy. Air con was on so it was nice and cool as we dig into delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner was the part I was sort of looking forward to, the Chocolate Fondue. Some how the rest were not to crazy about it so guess who had the chance to finish it all. It sure tasted good, marshmallows, strawberries and even to the point where I was just eating it right out of the fondue bowl. Think I was rather high after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to end it off, what is Christmas dinner without a log cake. Yup a chocolate one as well. Think I got really high that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXH_eLDSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YKa88yjLFdo/s1600-h/DSC09283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXH_eLDSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YKa88yjLFdo/s400/DSC09283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148273118846586146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Fondue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXHveLDRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/pgBeWBArtpA/s1600-h/DSC09278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXHveLDRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/pgBeWBArtpA/s400/DSC09278.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148273114551618834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Chocolate Fondue will be complete without marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXIPeLDTI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ERBk4XHHUa8/s1600-h/DSC09295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXIPeLDTI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ERBk4XHHUa8/s400/DSC09295.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148273123141553458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people wonder why I can get high on chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXIPeLDUI/AAAAAAAAAdg/UNMeowscd6M/s1600-h/DSC09303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXIPeLDUI/AAAAAAAAAdg/UNMeowscd6M/s400/DSC09303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148273123141553474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats Christmas without log cakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXIfeLDVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/DeyljhgZPcw/s1600-h/DSC09312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXIfeLDVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/DeyljhgZPcw/s400/DSC09312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148273127436520786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durian Log cake anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7850566348831271796?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7850566348831271796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7850566348831271796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7850566348831271796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7850566348831271796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/deck-halls-with-lots-of-chocolates.html' title='Deck the halls with lots of chocolates...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R3JXH_eLDSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YKa88yjLFdo/s72-c/DSC09283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-2186196445019848993</id><published>2007-12-21T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:48:24.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas At Orchard 2007...</title><content type='html'>It was a wet and rainy morning and I wanted to sleep in but the noise of my parents getting the house ready for my cousins to come over woke me up. Had a donut for breakfast and got ready to head out to church for the final message and discussion of the youth camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But had to settle some errands and so on and I had my lunch late and reached church in time to see the speaker drive out. Never the less, I still made it for reflections and group discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Sim Lim Square to meet kelvin and bryan and see them hoot new toys. Mine is coming next week just in time for Christmas. I hope... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Suntec to find the Christian Bookstore there but somehow it closed liaos or something. Still need to go Bible shopping with Charlene so now need to find a new place. Its the first time someone ask me to go bible shopping so must make sure I find a good one for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list of activity is to head over to orchard where Melissa's church is putting up an item for "&lt;a href = "http://www.ccishome.org/07/"&gt;Celebrate Christmas In Singapore 2007&lt;/a&gt;" at Paragon. Took me a while to locate her in the group. Too bad my camera abit the old liaos if not I would have taken better shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was nice to see churches and other Christian groups making an effort to spread the Christmas message to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2qaf_eLDOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Jr9fOKMPoHQ/s1600-h/DSC09246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2qaf_eLDOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Jr9fOKMPoHQ/s400/DSC09246.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146095398628822242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2qagPeLDPI/AAAAAAAAAc4/XxVXL15C3ok/s1600-h/DSC09249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2qagPeLDPI/AAAAAAAAAc4/XxVXL15C3ok/s400/DSC09249.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146095402923789554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the floats on the way to start point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2qagPeLDQI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZGttARyioDQ/s1600-h/DSC09258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2qagPeLDQI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZGttARyioDQ/s400/DSC09258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146095402923789570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kampong Kapor Methodist Church with their item.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-2186196445019848993?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/2186196445019848993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=2186196445019848993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2186196445019848993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2186196445019848993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-at-orchard-2007.html' title='Christmas At Orchard 2007...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2qaf_eLDOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Jr9fOKMPoHQ/s72-c/DSC09246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3231422568663364464</id><published>2007-12-20T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T01:05:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody seems to be getting what they give wheres mine...</title><content type='html'>"Ordinary" By Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/30CM1YxRT2E&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/30CM1YxRT2E&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the comments I found for this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a very relatable song for me. i'm the type to always help people but when it comes time that i need help i can't seem to find anyone at all...yet i still go out of my way to help them when they need me. i dont ask for much but i think a little love and respect would be nice.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Santa(if he exist) can do a list of who is naughty or nice and award accordingly, he must either gave my presents to another Kenneth or do not exist at all. I will go with the 2nd one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, this will be the last Christmas that things will turn out this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3231422568663364464?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3231422568663364464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3231422568663364464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3231422568663364464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3231422568663364464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/everybody-seems-to-be-getting-what-they.html' title='Everybody seems to be getting what they give wheres mine...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3684416946010161894</id><published>2007-12-18T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:05:16.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaking up the festive joy...</title><content type='html'>Decided to join my parents in town for a little Christmas shopping. Got myself 2 shirts and 2 pants so I guess Chinese New Year shopping is also settled. And knowing how much I dislike shopping, its a good thing after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Elliott after my parents went back for some Christmas present scouting and it was well worth the effort. Its amazing how much things you can find if you put in a little effort. Think this year present list is very much settled also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe this Christmas might not be so bad after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again... but thats another story for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2arLPeLDMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ccZyaHa31sI/s1600-h/tree+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2arLPeLDMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ccZyaHa31sI/s400/tree+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144987833937366210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice big Christmas tree at Taka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2arLfeLDNI/AAAAAAAAAco/VLk-oJkSz2Q/s1600-h/tree+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2arLfeLDNI/AAAAAAAAAco/VLk-oJkSz2Q/s400/tree+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144987838232333522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now remember to be careful, many lights also means a lot of electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3684416946010161894?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3684416946010161894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3684416946010161894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3684416946010161894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3684416946010161894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/soaking-up-festive-joy.html' title='Soaking up the festive joy...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2arLPeLDMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ccZyaHa31sI/s72-c/tree+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8804116148615830678</id><published>2007-12-18T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:58:31.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not a Man Utd Fan but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2aqBveLDLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zfTpnEqE3Yw/s1600-h/harrys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2aqBveLDLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zfTpnEqE3Yw/s400/harrys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144986571216981170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United play Liverpool on sunday and I decided to head over to Harry's to watch the match after finishing up my mini review. Well I am no Manchester United fan as I support Newcastle, but after watching the Liverpool wack Newcastle the last time, no prizes for guessing which side I was on. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8804116148615830678?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8804116148615830678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8804116148615830678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8804116148615830678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8804116148615830678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-not-man-utd-fan-but.html' title='I am not a Man Utd Fan but...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2aqBveLDLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zfTpnEqE3Yw/s72-c/harrys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3507248870090613911</id><published>2007-12-18T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:50:52.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the season to get married...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2aobveLDKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/A83JcaRF2Dc/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2aobveLDKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/A83JcaRF2Dc/s400/wedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144984818870324386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Mr and Mrs Wee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3507248870090613911?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3507248870090613911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3507248870090613911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3507248870090613911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3507248870090613911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-season-to-get-married.html' title='Tis the season to get married...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R2aobveLDKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/A83JcaRF2Dc/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5177655489721192926</id><published>2007-12-14T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:42:07.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause the scars run so deep it’s been hard but I have to believe...</title><content type='html'>"Patience" by Take That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFhkhRZhDas&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFhkhRZhDas&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite an interesting song by Take That. Patience is what I think alot of us need in this busy fast paced society in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just a quick update from me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exams are over which mean I can finally soak in the festive season. Lots of things have been happening around me while I kept myself in my little shell of just exams and hardware and reviews. Think its time to do some work about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after thinking through a bit more I guess I should take it real slow. Let things work out by themselves. No point rushing into it at this stage of my life I guess. Still have 6 months(hopefully) more of school and time to find work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe other things will happen by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so unpredictable so who knows whats in stored for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5177655489721192926?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5177655489721192926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5177655489721192926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5177655489721192926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5177655489721192926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/cause-scars-run-so-deep-its-been-hard.html' title='Cause the scars run so deep it’s been hard but I have to believe...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4416129321804012646</id><published>2007-12-07T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:59:43.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's like a road that you travel on...</title><content type='html'>"Life Is A Highway" by TOM COCHRANE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nCPbL4yA7ik&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nCPbL4yA7ik&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well life has been a highway so far for me. Smooth sailing for the past few days. But the up slope is coming. Exams next week and I am not even 50% prepared. Opps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick recap over the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Went for the gala premier of "The Golden Compass" with Melissa(I-Guides) and bumped into Elliott and Su Ann. The show was good, but the company was better. Got to do some catching up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Met Melissa(Daughter) at Taka to an afternoon snack and some stoning. Went to meet Bryan at SLS for our usual walk around and got my hands on a new graphic card to review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Finished the review of the graphic card and finally got myself to finish the game "Call Of Duty 4". Finally I get to enjoy my new graphic card. And realised that its time to start studying. Ok lah just need to run through my notes once and remember that formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to sls tmr afternoon to return the card and do some errands for a friend. And hopefully at least cover 30% of my notes for tuesday's paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to get some sleep liaos.&lt;br /&gt;Good nights world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4416129321804012646?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4416129321804012646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4416129321804012646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4416129321804012646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4416129321804012646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/lifes-like-road-that-you-travel-on.html' title='Life&apos;s like a road that you travel on...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5811086957916295703</id><published>2007-12-03T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:51:22.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sunday off...</title><content type='html'>And the week is over as I type out this blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my assignments on saturday. Cleared up my bible study as well. And decided to watch the Newcastle vs Blackburn match. Was very disappointed with the results. Worked so hard only to loose in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning was spent in church trying hard not to fall asleep with the crazy past few days of rushing assignments and all with little sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon was spent helping Derick get his Playstation 3 and playing abit of it at his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was spent at sitex with Elliott and its off to suntect for dinner. Made a new friend Su Ann who is a WOW gamer as well. Only that I have decided to give up WOW liaos. Dinner was with Elliott, Su Ann, Charlene, Herbert and Stella. Lots of laughter over dinner. Charlene gave us all a ride home after that. Many Thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R1Le1oM5U9I/AAAAAAAAAbw/938u0qPgZNQ/s1600-R/IMG_0553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R1Le1oM5U9I/AAAAAAAAAbw/vkxpNCUYT0c/s400/IMG_0553.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139415137689097170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R1Le14M5U-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/srRQV2Hl3Jc/s1600-R/IMG_0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R1Le14M5U-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/aEAMuQV4LX4/s400/IMG_0555.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139415141984064482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to start eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R1Le2IM5U_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/AyG-hfgBrT0/s1600-R/IMG_0556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R1Le2IM5U_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/qQL01TcxlWg/s400/IMG_0556.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139415146279031794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R1Le2IM5VAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/yao9154BcBk/s1600-R/IMG_0561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R1Le2IM5VAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u7VDBaeklfo/s400/IMG_0561.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139415146279031810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get some sleep now, been really tired and starting to fall sick again.&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5811086957916295703?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5811086957916295703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5811086957916295703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5811086957916295703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5811086957916295703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunday-off.html' title='A Sunday off...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R1Le1oM5U9I/AAAAAAAAAbw/vkxpNCUYT0c/s72-c/IMG_0553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5500885709949263557</id><published>2007-11-29T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T01:42:30.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone like me...</title><content type='html'>"Love Show" by SKYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m5oZJsjCs7w&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m5oZJsjCs7w&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song that was used in a Gray's Anatomy &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x9xlR501Ric"&gt;episode&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was a rather disappointing day. Rushed all the way to Sitex only to be disappointed with everything. Non competitive prices compared to sim lim square and no new fancy hardware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for Wee Din for coming down and me poisoning him to get the 22" Samsung lcd minitor. Also for the hardwarezone people who came down for the outing in the afternoon and getting to know more people. Ok I am bad at names but at least I should remember the faces. And lastly for Casse for saying "Hi" first. Nice to see a friendly face on a boring thursday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at seoul garden and the food was plentiful. But no idea why no appetite just now. Did not even eat dessert sia. So much chocolate ice cream telling me "eat me" but just not in the mood. Either the disappointment of Sitex is affecting me after all the excitment and hype or something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just some pictures to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R07h96eWlTI/AAAAAAAAAbg/wWAUI6WGQWs/s1600-h/DSC09167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R07h96eWlTI/AAAAAAAAAbg/wWAUI6WGQWs/s400/DSC09167.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138292678661150002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of the Ducati bike at the Sandisk booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R07h-KeWlUI/AAAAAAAAAbo/RwsB3LOBQBs/s1600-h/DSC09169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R07h-KeWlUI/AAAAAAAAAbo/RwsB3LOBQBs/s400/DSC09169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138292682956117314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi at Seoul Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5500885709949263557?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5500885709949263557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5500885709949263557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5500885709949263557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5500885709949263557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/someone-like-me.html' title='Someone like me...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R07h96eWlTI/AAAAAAAAAbg/wWAUI6WGQWs/s72-c/DSC09167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4830391226923636829</id><published>2007-11-28T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T00:54:43.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tryin' to read between the lines...</title><content type='html'>"Jenny" by The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ph6mo7KONyg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ph6mo7KONyg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok cute catchy song with meaning to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its been a normal past 3 days. So here is just a quick recap of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to church in the morning for baptism service. Refreshments was provided by one of the care groups and it was good stuff. Although I had one little complain, the curry/sardine puffs had more dough then fillings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual afternoon nap followed by dinner at Taka Mos burger with Lindy, Charlene, Charlene, Elliott and Herbert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some window shopping after that as I was still filling very broke after my retail therapy. But saw some nice clothing which I can consider getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was concluded at NYDC. Wanted to share the photos but they turned out bad. Forgot to turn off the flash. Well the desserts were good, but the company was better:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to do house call at Elliott's place to fix his itunes. Or rather fix the quicktime problem. One of the reasons why I never like it when you interlink programs. If they become dependable on it each other, when one spoil the other will also spoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to school for another lab session. 2 more lessons to go. One this saturday morning and one more next monday and hopefully thats the last of them. And that means exams are coming soon. Sianz 1/2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday;&lt;br /&gt;Today was spent slacking at home, playing game and trying my hands at overclocking my pc again with no success. Think is time to "zheng" my pc some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting that I cleared up some of my assignments. Aim to finish them by tomorrow so I can enjoy myself at sitex on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it I guess. Nothing much happening these days. Just nice and quiet which is good in a way I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4830391226923636829?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4830391226923636829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4830391226923636829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4830391226923636829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4830391226923636829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-tryin-to-read-between-lines.html' title='I&apos;m tryin&apos; to read between the lines...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5064890936333336091</id><published>2007-11-24T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T18:10:00.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think I'll walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile...</title><content type='html'>Maybe Tomorrow by Stereophonics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eX3KrXFAsd0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eX3KrXFAsd0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the soundtrack of the movie Crash. Heard it before somewhere but couldn't remember until I found it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back from one crazy day that started last night. All the chiong my graphic card benchmark to break the 12k 3DMark06 barrier, finished up my report and complied my project, had more of a nap then sleep, rushed to school to hand up my assignment and rushed over to attend the wedding. And now waiting for the big match tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I realised one thing today. The whole idea of being around like-minded people. People who also dun ask for great big showy thanks but doing things from the heart. It felt good. And just maybe I think I saw something from Randy's POV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah sorry to say it but I think I know why liaos. Wasted lah but I am sure something else will work out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I look at my own life and why am I "suffering" over these people. Its so not worth my time. Why should I care anymore. I rather go care and help these people instead rather then people who totally... Haiz nvm dun wanna talk about it here, its a happy day so I will just leave it as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one thing for sure, I was sitting there looking around at other people and asking myself why. I guess I was looking at the wrong people for quite some time? Maybe I should have been looking in the other direction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got a bible study to clear up for next week as I am leading. My offer is still on the table waiting for confirmation. And maybe being with the right people will help me see clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not saying things will change for the better overnight, not saying that its going to be an easy road but just taking a moment to stop and think, I am still 24 and have a whole life in front of me to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure its still an emotional roller coaster for me now as I continue to sort out everything. But at least I am making a bit of progress here and there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5064890936333336091?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5064890936333336091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5064890936333336091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5064890936333336091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5064890936333336091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/think-ill-walk-me-outside-and-buy.html' title='Think I&apos;ll walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8761444658589213725</id><published>2007-11-23T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:12:09.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a done fool for to ask for more...</title><content type='html'>"Ain't No Doubt" by Jimmy Nail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iF47M3YDlg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iF47M3YDlg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No there is no mistake in the title. The lyrics are really like this. Found this off a friend's blog. Sort of reminds me of someone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am finally done with my assignment. Couldn't care less about the tutor being bias with marks or the bonus marks. I had more fun doing other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a good friend of mine told me not to give so much anymore. Well she is not the first to say that and will not be the last. Maybe I should just keep giving until there is no more to give and then thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe people will start to wake up their ideas and start looking out for themselves and stop being so blind? Well if that will work than so be it lah. I gave up trying to get myself to stop being a nice guy. Even the usual finishing last is not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either that or I need a good reformat of the brain. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a wedding to attend tmr. Ok I will be honest. I am half not looking forward to it. Not becos I dun think its a happy occasion. Not becos I need to rush down from school to make it. But becos there is a slight chance the dread question will pop out or some stupid thing will happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost back to normal and I do not want anything to spoil everything. But hey its a wedding after all so I will be there. whether me being there matters to anyone or not is a different story. At least I made the effort to go down.&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/1649083692870637692-8761444658589213725?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8761444658589213725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8761444658589213725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8761444658589213725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8761444658589213725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-done-fool-for-to-ask-for-more.html' title='Im a done fool for to ask for more...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-2887162242239013913</id><published>2007-11-22T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T00:33:36.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land...</title><content type='html'>"Drops of Jupiter" by Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VS0CV_GWEMI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VS0CV_GWEMI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song from Train. It was originally a song inspired from the death of the lead singer's mother but seems to have evolved into a love song as well. Either way I kind of like the lyrics and the tune alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway been busy with assignments and camping at sim lim square for my new toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R0RaxKeWlRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iTVOWXRygFU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R0RaxKeWlRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iTVOWXRygFU/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135329275780961554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I brought the box home, everyone thought it was some game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R0RaxqeWlSI/AAAAAAAAAbY/3alZ9E80KGU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R0RaxqeWlSI/AAAAAAAAAbY/3alZ9E80KGU/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135329284370896162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is a game which is the one printed on the box but the real "treasure" is this card. Limited stocks in singapore and its now in my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I haven't really gotten any nice games to test it out yet. But that would change soon... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other then that I been too busy these few days to think about anything else. If you get what I mean. Slowly moving on and back to reality. Either way I am looking forward to the holidays after my exams. I need a good break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-2887162242239013913?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/2887162242239013913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=2887162242239013913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2887162242239013913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2887162242239013913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/told-story-about-man-who-is-too-afraid.html' title='Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/R0RaxKeWlRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iTVOWXRygFU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-1072416867095646643</id><published>2007-11-18T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:48:49.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause I need a cloudburst in my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Y6WDwkHJPR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Y6WDwkHJPR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song that has been on my play list for the whole day. Plus it helped that it was raining and the weather is very cool. I guess thats one of the few good things about sitting next to the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished one report and I can get ready to start work on my next assignment tomorrow. All the "Emo-ness" is starting to disappear. Lets hope for good. Had a good chat just now with Elliott. Thanks for the advise and the offer. Will consider properly and let you know soon since December is fast approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it just did last night. And today is whats left of it. Just like the after effect. Something just snapped last night. Don't ask me what also. It just did. Weird right? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to consider, so many things to commit... Yeah that sounds more like the Kenneth I know. But so many things has happened and will continue to happen. Just got this bad bad feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well one step at a time I guess. Although I must put a warning that there will be more emo-outbreaks here and on my other blog where it will get worst. Well hopefully now lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-1072416867095646643?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/1072416867095646643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=1072416867095646643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1072416867095646643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1072416867095646643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/cause-i-need-cloudburst-in-my-life.html' title='&apos;Cause I need a cloudburst in my life...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8065251513166129106</id><published>2007-11-17T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T20:23:05.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta be having Deja Vu...</title><content type='html'>"Deja Vu(Freemasons Mix)" by Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/epb6SLHnydM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/epb6SLHnydM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a little dance remix song to start my saturday officially. Yes my brain does not start work until late in the afternoon. Although my afternoon nap was filled with ideas for my next assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although one thought hit me which is rather interesting. This whole 'mess' I am in is what is called a Deja Vu. Similar situations and maybe a similar outcome again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just goes to show my previous &lt;a href="http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/every-little-thing-i-do-never-seems.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; has held trueh even after 4 years plus? Different circumstances yet the same general idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I must guard myself against using this anger/disappointment as a motivation to up even more levels just to prove people wrong. Would be quite wasted to push myself too hard only to burn out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its back to assignments and I am actually looking forward to the next one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8065251513166129106?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8065251513166129106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8065251513166129106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8065251513166129106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8065251513166129106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/gotta-be-having-deja-vu.html' title='Gotta be having Deja Vu...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-336754354225344631</id><published>2007-11-17T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:05:00.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every little thing I do, Never seems enough for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RuYBcAULKHY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RuYBcAULKHY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the logical processing part of my brain is not working anymore. &lt;br /&gt;One killer java assignment and now another assignment where the comment "System administration here is basically fire fighting." is made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that the other side of my brain is taking over. &lt;br /&gt;Means I am getting emo at no apparent reason at all. Maybe there is but I wun admit it.&lt;br /&gt;Feel overly sensitive to anything and everything. And to add salt to wound, its the 3 hit combo season coming. Christmas, Chinese New Year and Finally to complete it, V-Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun show it but its gonna get crazy trying to keep my emotions in check. &lt;br /&gt;And uncheck emotions always lead to me doing stupid things and getting myself hurt needlessly. &lt;br /&gt;And keeping myself occupied is not going to help as the 3 hits will come during my free periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so drastic times call for drastic measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I have no hope at all and should not even bother trying:&lt;br /&gt;(disclaimer - I am no way trying to imply anyone here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a student with little to no spending power.&lt;br /&gt;I do not look like a million bucks.&lt;br /&gt;I do not have a car.&lt;br /&gt;I do not own a nice dslr.&lt;br /&gt;I am a boring person.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sing.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot play the drums/bass/guitar/etc&lt;br /&gt;I do not get invited to happening events(I have to self invite).&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how to buaya.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot dance.&lt;br /&gt;I do not have the bad boy image.&lt;br /&gt;I stay home on saturdays cos I got church on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;I got no name card.&lt;br /&gt;I have no fashion sense.&lt;br /&gt;I am just the good friend.&lt;br /&gt;I do not have alot of time.&lt;br /&gt;I do not even have a debit card.&lt;br /&gt;I think character is more important than looks.&lt;br /&gt;I think on the safer side of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically in society today, I am a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think this should be enough for starters. Can always think of more if need be.&lt;br /&gt;And since I usually need to let it out to other people and now everyone can see how inferiorly sianz I feel, maybe it will sink in my head. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah there is no way that I will ever get attached feeling/being like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means I will either get more emo(hope not) or wake up my idea and study hard and continue to normalise my life as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And definately the mtv should add to the mood here. Ok thats it for tonight. Done with my draft for the next assignment so I can get some sleep. Back to school tomorrow. Oh yeah I should add that too : " I got school on saturday so unless there is a good reason, I would not go out on friday nights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BTW this post has a double meaning to those who still dun get what I am also trying to say.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-336754354225344631?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/336754354225344631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=336754354225344631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/336754354225344631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/336754354225344631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/every-little-thing-i-do-never-seems.html' title='Every little thing I do, Never seems enough for you...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8258046467891514474</id><published>2007-11-16T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T00:59:02.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason will not lead to solution...</title><content type='html'>"Lovefool" by The Cardigans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gvh2KJ2IA0s&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gvh2KJ2IA0s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hear me talk about Stardust, you will know why I picked this music video. I think Claire Danes is pretty. Ok I am expecting alot of flak now so I will rephrase it to I think she is attractive. Well at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to find out what I feel is attractive to me? This one is best left to msn or asking me in person. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am finally done with this stupid "Computer Security" assignment. Ok lah should have finished it way way earlier if not for my lack of motivation. So if you allow me to brag(well actually nothing to lah but just let me feel good tonite), I finished it in about 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some help of cos but help received is help returned. I believe in a give and take type of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gonna check mail and clear up whatever needs to be settled before I tuck in for the nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8258046467891514474?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8258046467891514474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8258046467891514474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8258046467891514474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8258046467891514474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/reason-will-not-lead-to-solution.html' title='Reason will not lead to solution...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8034778413342224083</id><published>2007-11-14T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:29:59.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way through a man's heart is his tummy...</title><content type='html'>Seeing how Charlene's &lt;a href="http://imfiresnow.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; always has food and makes me hungry, I decided to try out something like that as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroEVzoPwI/AAAAAAAAAao/mbTPpjInbrc/s1600-h/DSC08998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroEVzoPwI/AAAAAAAAAao/mbTPpjInbrc/s400/DSC08998.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132669886612913922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Melissa's I want sushi cravings, I had this craving for Japanese food as well. And just nice, my mom decided to cook Japanese curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroE1zoPxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/v7wavuomifA/s1600-h/DSC09013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroE1zoPxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/v7wavuomifA/s400/DSC09013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132669895202848530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From east to west. Seafood pasta anyone? (The prawns and mushrooms were easier to position so thats why you only see that in the photo :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroJFzoPyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Lf_lJK8svZg/s1600-h/DSC09006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroJFzoPyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Lf_lJK8svZg/s400/DSC09006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132669968217292578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroJ1zoPzI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VcH4CclGIbc/s1600-h/DSC09011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroJ1zoPzI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VcH4CclGIbc/s400/DSC09011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132669981102194482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the usual cakes and muffins, my mom decided to bake a nice yummy apple pie... Wanna make a guess how many I had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroMVzoP0I/AAAAAAAAAbI/b5zDGFVwMHs/s1600-h/DSC09020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroMVzoP0I/AAAAAAAAAbI/b5zDGFVwMHs/s400/DSC09020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132670024051867458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee favored cheesecake from secret recipe. It was this or the mud pie. Well to me it was a no brainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the fact that I am done with my assignment and should reward myself with a short 1 day break, I better head to the gym tomorrow morning to work off those delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8034778413342224083?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8034778413342224083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8034778413342224083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8034778413342224083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8034778413342224083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/way-through-mans-heart-is-his-tummy.html' title='The way through a man&apos;s heart is his tummy...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RzroEVzoPwI/AAAAAAAAAao/mbTPpjInbrc/s72-c/DSC08998.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8845414832482141963</id><published>2007-11-13T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T02:53:02.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a Lullaby...</title><content type='html'>"Lullaby" by Shawn Mullins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sQIX1NTkcQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sQIX1NTkcQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn I need one now to get me to sleep... thought I was sleepy, said my good nights and tried to sleep. Tried is the word. Something is bothering me. Oh darn this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I am half way done with my assignment. My aim is to settle it by tmr or wednesday latest and start work on my next one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so here I go again with work on my mind. So someone please call me out before I get buried not by my work but my own craziness. But not before I settled this piece of assignment first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Think I will go wack some game to get me tired. No brain cells left to do my assignment if not I will...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8845414832482141963?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8845414832482141963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8845414832482141963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8845414832482141963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8845414832482141963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-lullaby.html' title='I need a Lullaby...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-1669500676447246094</id><published>2007-11-12T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:42:07.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should've started running</title><content type='html'>"Over You" by Daughtry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Ak0TgncmIU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Ak0TgncmIU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally decided to listen their songs. And this one caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video talks about a girl, "Sarah" trying to get over the fact that she caused her boyfriend's death in a car accident. And only towards to end of the video that she ends up seeking help in a rehab place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, dun take people for granted, especially those close to you. They might not complain and continue to be there for you but who knows what will happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only when we have lived through tomorrow that we can look back to yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when they are gone, it will be even harder to pick up the pieces by yourself. I am sure its not hard to notice these people. Well some got more and some, not so much but there will always be at least one person there for you. Its just that something we are too blind or too deep in self denial to realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So look around and learn to appreciate people who have been supporting you all the time, directly and even more to those working hard behind the scenes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I come to realise these people abit more and will be trying hard to return the favor to them by supporting others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: There is another meaning to this song. Lyrics are pretty obvious. Dun wait till its gone to start regretting. People do move on and when they do, it might just be too late to want them back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-1669500676447246094?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/1669500676447246094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=1669500676447246094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1669500676447246094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1669500676447246094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-shouldve-started-running.html' title='I should&apos;ve started running'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3402042107688418585</id><published>2007-11-10T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:21:04.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you finally figure out what it is that makes us who we are today...</title><content type='html'>"Did You" by Hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Fvpax0_0Kv/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Fvpax0_0Kv/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you say everything you could&lt;br /&gt;do the things that you thought you would&lt;br /&gt;did it ever occur to you that this could be your final day&lt;br /&gt;did you go where you wanted to go&lt;br /&gt;learn about what you wanted to know&lt;br /&gt;did you ever really give something back instead of always taking it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you find what you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;did you get your foot in the door&lt;br /&gt;can you look at yourself and feel proud of all the things you've done&lt;br /&gt;did you inspire the ones that you knew&lt;br /&gt;make a difference to those who knew you&lt;br /&gt;did you finally figure out what it is that makes us who we are today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;you never know when you'll get one&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;to do anything you haven't done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you always give it your best&lt;br /&gt;is there anything you regret&lt;br /&gt;if you could have another shot at it all would you do it just the same&lt;br /&gt;was it all that you thought it could be&lt;br /&gt;are you the person you thought you would be&lt;br /&gt;or did it feel like you were spinning your wheels instead of moving forward everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;you never know when you'll get one&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;to do anything you haven't done&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;you never know when you'll get one&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;to do anything you haven't done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you&lt;br /&gt;da da da did you&lt;br /&gt;did you&lt;br /&gt;da da da did you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;you never know when you'll get one&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;to do anything you haven't done&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;you never know when you'll get one&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;to do anything you haven't done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you&lt;br /&gt;da da da did you&lt;br /&gt;did you&lt;br /&gt;da da da did you&lt;br /&gt;did you&lt;br /&gt;da da da did you&lt;br /&gt;did you&lt;br /&gt;da da da did you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the lyrics said everything I wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway maybe its time to move onto something else. Or maybe the root of all the problems in this aspect of my life is just my own warped sense of understanding the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, lets hope I dun have to learn the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derby Match starting soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3402042107688418585?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3402042107688418585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3402042107688418585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3402042107688418585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3402042107688418585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/did-you-finally-figure-out-what-it-is.html' title='Did you finally figure out what it is that makes us who we are today...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3554533793505082682</id><published>2007-11-09T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T16:18:47.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>在車窗外面排徊 是我錯失的機會</title><content type='html'>"一路向北" by Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eu73kRCib9w&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eu73kRCib9w&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got a bit more courageous and ventured out from Hougang. Guess I understood why Takumi went for a drive in the last part of Initial D(The Jay Chou One). I guess it does help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights from the airplanes, the control tower and the viewing gallery. Felt lots better after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its back to assignments and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3554533793505082682?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3554533793505082682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3554533793505082682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3554533793505082682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3554533793505082682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_09.html' title='在車窗外面排徊 是我錯失的機會'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6047325585382309577</id><published>2007-11-08T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T12:45:37.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the stars are coming out tonight</title><content type='html'>"Rule The World" by Take That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/it8YKxauw9Y&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/it8YKxauw9Y&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If walls break down, I will comfort you&lt;br /&gt;If angels cry, oh I’ll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;You've saved my soul&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me now, don’t leave me now&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Stardust last night at GV Plaza. Really a nice show, the perfect movie date type of show. Light hearted, comical moments, post movie talking points and of cos the romance factor all wrapped in up one nice little package. And lots of eye candy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thankfully, the group consisted of me, Elliott, Eugene, Melissa, Leanna and HuiRong. If its a all guys movie outing then Good Game liaos. All girls still not so bad I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one line that caught my attention last night was that love is unconditional. Something that is all so true but often found lacking in the society of today. The main actress goes on to explain what and how love should be which I thought was rather nice. Hopefully those watching the movie that night in theater 1 GV Plaza would have brought home that message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as my daughter so happily put it last night, I got a pimple on my nose. Haha. Not that I care or anything cos it will usually disappear after a few days. But it just means that I need to get my regular 7 hours of sleep and drinks lots of water and no more late nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no more going out late for me unless there is a good reason. Need to start saving money also. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, its home alone again for the next 3 days. Parents went to Malaysia for a short trip. So looks like its gonna be a quiet next 3 days at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6047325585382309577?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6047325585382309577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6047325585382309577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6047325585382309577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6047325585382309577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-stars-are-coming-out-tonight.html' title='All the stars are coming out tonight'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7269848629155765647</id><published>2007-11-06T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T14:35:38.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But when we are apart I feel it too...</title><content type='html'>"Tearing Up My Heart" By *NSYNC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:424px;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" data="http://musicbox.sonybmg.com/share/widgets/viral" id="sonybmg_viralplayer_1030" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://musicbox.sonybmg.com/share/widgets/viral" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="id=1030" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; background: #000; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 3px 6px 3px 6px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://musicbox.sonybmg.com/artists/nsync" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; text-decoration:none; color: #FFF"&gt;More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An appropriate music video for the situation below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was rather happy that I managed to find something from my past still on the internet. Adapted it to something more personal so that there is no chance of any similarity to anyone's situation which might prompt a miscalculated move. (AKA, this is some food for thought, not a directive telling you what to do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear BreakUp Girl, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise recently that I have developed a crush on a friend of mine(Let's call her Miss  Happening).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Happening is just one of a kind. And it doesn't help that she has no idea how awesome she is. Which in turns only makes her even more attractive to me. Pretty, talented, sincere and the list can go on. Its been a long time since I felt this comfortable just by being with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... if only you knew her, I am sure you would have said so yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few weeks We have grown closer as friends. But yet I am pretty sure that she does not feel the same way about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't say anything about how I feel because it will just make things awkward between us. But I feel that because of this secret of mine, I cannot go on to be a better friend to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I tell her how I feel, knowing that the chances of a romance between us is almost close to nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I just keep it to myself, hoping that the feeling will go away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that it is normal that such a spectacular girl like her usually leaves a trail of broken hearts behind. With mine soon to join that trail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Kenneth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell her how you feel because you want something from her. By Placing that expectation on her is the only thing that would create the awkwardness. Tell her how you feel simply because it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because any expression of feeling, at any point of time on that sometimes slippery slope between friendship and romance, can turn out to be a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romances can come and go. But friends, particularly those you can be this honest with, last a lot longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Breakup girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from "Crushed?", A Breakup Girl Comic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well something like this happened to me... although the girl never knew about it. Maybe in this special case its a good thing. Were anything to happen, either good or not so good, I dun think I am ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7269848629155765647?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7269848629155765647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7269848629155765647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7269848629155765647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7269848629155765647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/but-when-we-are-apart-i-feel-it-too.html' title='But when we are apart I feel it too...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4606320244262841431</id><published>2007-11-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:18:17.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling so small, I stare at the wall...</title><content type='html'>"Spending my Time" by Roxette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrD1hjjex5Y&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrD1hjjex5Y&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you ask, no I am not trying to get over a break up. Well how can I considering I am not attached in the first place. Although some of the lyrics do ring a bell somehow. Yes its another emo/feeling unbalanced Sunday for Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask me how or why though. I myself have no idea. Either that or I am just running away from the truth. Or there is some new emotion that is alien to me and I dunno how to handle it. Either way it was a wasted Sunday in terms of productivity. Did not even level up my blood elf priest for that matter. Although WOW looks even better on the new screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way the ball is now in my court with the invitation in my mail box. Looks like things are moving along nicely as if some unseen force is working in the background. If things work out fine, I would be too busy to even worry about the not so important things anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, whatever the outcome is, I know for one that it is something that will be worth my time and effort and I do not think I can go wrong there. Well hopefully... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gonna clear up my emails and get some sleep soon. Must start sleeping earlier for the sake of my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4606320244262841431?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4606320244262841431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4606320244262841431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4606320244262841431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4606320244262841431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/feeling-so-small-i-stare-at-wall.html' title='Feeling so small, I stare at the wall...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3603048387670178046</id><published>2007-11-04T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T02:08:33.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我一身的戎裝　呼嘯滄桑</title><content type='html'>"菊花台" by Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b3Gb69rVZ9Y&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b3Gb69rVZ9Y&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;菊花殘　滿地傷　妳的笑容已泛黃&lt;br /&gt;花落人斷腸　我心事靜靜躺&lt;br /&gt;北風亂　夜未央　妳的影子剪不斷&lt;br /&gt;徒留我孤單　在湖面　成雙&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Journal &lt;a href ="http://kwsw.livejournal.com/"&gt;Updated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth... sigh... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3603048387670178046?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3603048387670178046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3603048387670178046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3603048387670178046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3603048387670178046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='我一身的戎裝　呼嘯滄桑'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5078077923227025102</id><published>2007-11-03T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:14:48.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible as it may seem...</title><content type='html'>"Quit Playing Games With My Heart" By Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1KdkQv0FfI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1KdkQv0FfI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I admit. I actually listen to boy bands back in my secondary school days. Enough to know how to sing(although not very well sadly) some of their songs. And this one was the one I was excused last night. Although I still had to sing "I want it that way","Larger than life" and "As long as you love me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess its all in good fun. The once in a while Kenneth is willing to try to entertain people situation at the expense of his own face. Although it can make one rather emo in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5078077923227025102?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5078077923227025102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5078077923227025102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5078077923227025102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5078077923227025102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/impossible-as-it-may-seem.html' title='Impossible as it may seem...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-2928461277399411186</id><published>2007-11-03T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:08:37.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Widening my view...</title><content type='html'>Yup as most would have known, my old 17" LCD Monitor of 5 years plus has finally died. Well it did serve me well these five years so I guess its about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyxVq7oY-bI/AAAAAAAAAZg/VCMrO4M6opg/s1600-h/DSC08939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyxVq7oY-bI/AAAAAAAAAZg/VCMrO4M6opg/s400/DSC08939.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128568271718119858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its replacement arrived on a sunny friday afternoon just as I left the house for school and its only this evening that I got about to set it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyxVq7oY-cI/AAAAAAAAAZo/AVX2BXDaDCM/s1600-h/DSC08941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyxVq7oY-cI/AAAAAAAAAZo/AVX2BXDaDCM/s400/DSC08941.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128568271718119874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyxVrLoY-dI/AAAAAAAAAZw/0gbNB9Qg-Lc/s1600-h/DSC08945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyxVrLoY-dI/AAAAAAAAAZw/0gbNB9Qg-Lc/s400/DSC08945.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128568276013087186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting up the monitor on its stand. After using 17" for so long, I think its gonna take time to get used to 20"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyxVrboY-eI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/8--m5AoDuKA/s1600-h/DSC08946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyxVrboY-eI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/8--m5AoDuKA/s400/DSC08946.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128568280308054498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Complete. An all black setting and enjoying a high def video trailer in all its glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think its time to push my graphic card to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-2928461277399411186?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/2928461277399411186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=2928461277399411186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2928461277399411186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2928461277399411186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/widening-my-view.html' title='Widening my view...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyxVq7oY-bI/AAAAAAAAAZg/VCMrO4M6opg/s72-c/DSC08939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5775248676515896937</id><published>2007-11-02T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:24:11.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Justifying all the hurt inside...</title><content type='html'>"To The Moon And Back" by Savage Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Pmstkrg5fI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Pmstkrg5fI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right the lyrics speak for themselves. But what I wanna bring is the fact that sometimes we justify all the hurt we been through. "It's his fault...", "Its her fault..." but its only when we see it as "It can be also my fault" that we grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, sometimes its really not our fault but what is the use in playing the blaming game. Usually nothing good comes out from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in light of it all, I was challenged not only to see the problem and learn from them so that I do not make the same mistakes but also to try to be part of the solution as well. Something that I think is gonna be hard but I am sure I will get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess while I won't fully understand it all now, I am sure that things will make more sense later on. And as mentioned before, only when you know what the important things are will the rest of the pieces fall into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5775248676515896937?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5775248676515896937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5775248676515896937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5775248676515896937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5775248676515896937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/11/justifying-all-hurt-inside.html' title='Justifying all the hurt inside...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6377647683937795862</id><published>2007-10-30T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:20:33.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing but shattered dreams...</title><content type='html'>"Shattered Dream" by Johnny Hates Jazz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRHLkLFJxaw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRHLkLFJxaw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why but just felt like posting this here. The more I look back the more I realise I got lots of shattered dreams. Next time must really think properly before I commit myself to something liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the famous saying goes, no point holding onto something that I cannot keep when I can go after something that will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with my assignments. Almost done for both. Just left a yucky report(yes I hate reports) to settle and I am done. Pushed friday morning's tutorial to thursday so at least if I do go down to the birthday party(Happy 20th Birthday to Huirong), I wun be so seh as I still got afternoon lessons. Now is to see if its possible to shift saturday morning's lesson to afternoon so that I can hang out longer with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it for today, gonna get some sleep soon after I tidy up somemore stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6377647683937795862?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6377647683937795862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6377647683937795862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6377647683937795862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6377647683937795862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/nothing-but-shattered-dreams.html' title='Nothing but shattered dreams...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-1482142276688025055</id><published>2007-10-29T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T01:12:24.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going... Going... Gone...</title><content type='html'>And so I decided to wake up early today but got woken up earlier then expected. My alarm went off at 5 am and an sms came in at 5 plus. Well I got back to sleep pretty soon only to be awaken again by my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself out of bed, washed up and got dressed quickly. I was going to drive to church today no matter what. And well did speed a little as I am more confident of handling the car. Ok ok, its like 70km/h on a 60km/h road. But hey it was empty and I was on the right lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with my parents at marina square for before meeting Melissa @ orchard to visit this education booth thingy which was quite a disappointment for me as I did not get what I need but it was good for her in some way so I guess not so bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a little chat with her over hot chocolate and ice caramel something and I guess I have been missing out on some stuff. Oh well, ignorance is bliss sometimes but not all the time. She had family dinner at marina square while I had mine at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day had to end in a not so good way as my monitor is playing punk with me now. Which means I need to replace it fast as assignments are coming in and my laptop is no way going to be able to process the heavy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its about time to I guess, its been 5 years plus since I got it and well it has served it purpose. Hopefully the next monitor will be able to last that long as well. So its back to my laptop for the time being. Played with the webcam since its there anyway... and had a little night snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyS_BLoY-YI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hDy0nLP_9Wk/s1600-h/DSC08931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyS_BLoY-YI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hDy0nLP_9Wk/s400/DSC08931.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126432302877440386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyS_BboY-ZI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/f2T4GxiComk/s1600-h/DSC08935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyS_BboY-ZI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/f2T4GxiComk/s400/DSC08935.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126432307172407698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyS_BboY-aI/AAAAAAAAAZY/t-m6qTrQZYA/s1600-h/DSC08937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyS_BboY-aI/AAAAAAAAAZY/t-m6qTrQZYA/s400/DSC08937.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126432307172407714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my (in her own words) playful daughter for the nice little chocolate. It has been a while since I got to snack on something liaos. Well thats about it for tonight. Hope I can settle my monitor problem asap. Also my livejournal has been updated to deal with something that alot of people have been asking me about. Just this week alone, I had at least 10 of the same questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-1482142276688025055?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/1482142276688025055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=1482142276688025055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1482142276688025055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1482142276688025055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/going-going-gone.html' title='Going... Going... Gone...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyS_BLoY-YI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hDy0nLP_9Wk/s72-c/DSC08931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7862533237100981403</id><published>2007-10-28T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:55:42.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things sometimes come in small packages...</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post before I go sleep. Its another saturday evening and while I am not short on invites to go out, I decided to be a good boy and stay home. Yup Newcastle lost to Reading and my nose is leaking abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess if there is anything to be thankful of, it will be thanks to my sister. She recently went to another one of those food tasting session and they gave her something to bring back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlFboY-SI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TKQHR_ZwHjU/s1600-h/DSC08897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlFboY-SI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TKQHR_ZwHjU/s400/DSC08897.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126051944868673826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlFroY-TI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LiZiVO8TOJ0/s1600-h/DSC08899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlFroY-TI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LiZiVO8TOJ0/s400/DSC08899.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126051949163641138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that Raffles the Plaza has this really interesting dish on its menu. Its a $450 pie that can feed 4 persons. I do not have the full ingredient list for it but looking at the price, thats one very expensive pie. And my Sister decided to share with everyone during dinner a smaller version of it. Which I would assume is also not cheap. Maybe $80 at least? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlFroY-UI/AAAAAAAAAYo/fyNPpV09prA/s1600-h/DSC08906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlFroY-UI/AAAAAAAAAYo/fyNPpV09prA/s400/DSC08906.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126051949163641154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlF7oY-VI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tfmuN1ZFHxU/s1600-h/DSC08912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlF7oY-VI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tfmuN1ZFHxU/s400/DSC08912.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126051953458608466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So following the instructions, it goes into the toaster for about 20 minutes. Learnt something from my mother about using the toaster. To prevent the top from getting burnt, you can use a piece of foil to cover it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlGLoY-WI/AAAAAAAAAY4/oYEh0_NMKJQ/s1600-h/DSC08920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlGLoY-WI/AAAAAAAAAY4/oYEh0_NMKJQ/s400/DSC08920.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126051957753575778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNqyLoY-XI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3PZSqd5H7Cg/s1600-h/DSC08923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNqyLoY-XI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3PZSqd5H7Cg/s400/DSC08923.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126058211225958770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see the contents of the pie. Turkey, Liver, Truffles and I was told the gravy has champaign in it. And that little black piece there is the truffle. Its not cheap I was told as it grows underground and you need a specially trained dog to snif them out. Cool... although the food noob in me cannot really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for this blog. Feeling rather unbalanced this few days again. Hope I get over it soon. Assignments are starting to come in and I need all the motivation I can muster in me to get them done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveJournal been updated as well and thats all from me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights world,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7862533237100981403?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7862533237100981403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7862533237100981403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7862533237100981403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7862533237100981403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/good-things-sometimes-come-in-small.html' title='Good things sometimes come in small packages...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyNlFboY-SI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TKQHR_ZwHjU/s72-c/DSC08897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-2231534698333945661</id><published>2007-10-27T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:33:55.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just remember to keep the faith...</title><content type='html'>"Anytime You Need A Friend" by Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L8Ng9dkTi5I&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L8Ng9dkTi5I&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Mariah Carey's song which I like. No need for fancy video effects or sexy dancing. Just good lyrics and a nice strong voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok its late and I got school in the morning. Ok in 7hours 45 minutes time. So why am I still up blogging? Well I just got home not too long again, took a bath and am waiting for my hair to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never ever going to wait for the SBS bus again at Hougang Interchange if I get there after 12. I reach the interchange around 1210 and had to wait until 1230 which is the last bus for a ride home. I think I walk home also faster sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing much to blog about other then met up with Herbert and Elliott to go down and show support to Kristine in a time of sadness(Hang in there and be strong). Met Max there as well. Had a good time catching with him and Kristine.I guess its time to move on and good to know that Max(my so called understudy back in TP I-Guides) is moving on well. Anyway hope to meet you two again in happier conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its off for a late dinner where Eugene joined us and a chill out session at orchard before heading home. And thanks to Herbert, we had an entertaining trip home. Think he either getting ready for tmr's Halloween party or that he is really very tired after a day of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting Melissa for helping me drain my phone's battery while the two of them, Elliott &amp; Herbert(Ok more of Herbert:P) kept on disturbing me. Lols... dun worry I got free incoming and I was hoping to charge my phone's battery anyway so just nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something did happen which made me think through some stuff while waiting for the bus home but its rather late so I will go blog it over at my livejournal tomorrow or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-2231534698333945661?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/2231534698333945661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=2231534698333945661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2231534698333945661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2231534698333945661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-remember-to-keep-faith.html' title='Just remember to keep the faith...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5727234587564513258</id><published>2007-10-25T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:31:58.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another evening drive...</title><content type='html'>Well its thursday again and this time my lessons was in the morning. Which means I get to send the food today. Well for those who do not know, my mother with a few other mothers in church take turns to cook for a family. It seems that the son has some illness and the poor boy has to eat proper home cook food (Something to do with home cook food being having a lesser risk of not being cooked properly and all the germs and stuff like that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And due to the fact that both parents are working, the mothers decide to take turns cooking for the family each day. So thursday is my mother's turn. And I get to take the chance to send the food over. Its a good chance for me to drive so my driving will not get rusty and well its the least I can do right? That way my mother do not have to go along with my dad and can rest abit first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyCyFroY-PI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_--1MeAYqkY/s1600-h/25102007255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyCyFroY-PI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_--1MeAYqkY/s400/25102007255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125292186628847858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family car, a Mitsubishi Lancer 1.6. You can tell the age of it by the alphabets but hey I am not complaining. It handles great and I think when its my time to buy a car, its gonna be another lancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyCyF7oY-QI/AAAAAAAAAYI/FzXw2d67D0M/s1600-h/25102007256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyCyF7oY-QI/AAAAAAAAAYI/FzXw2d67D0M/s400/25102007256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125292190923815170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of the dashboard. One reason why I dislike the vios is that the dashboard is in the center of the car instead of in front. Rather mafan if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyCyF7oY-RI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bimXTjyA7es/s1600-h/25102007258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyCyF7oY-RI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bimXTjyA7es/s400/25102007258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125292190923815186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to try self shot while waiting for my dad. Haha, I still got a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for today. WOW server is down again so I guess I will get an early night. Almost done with my first assignment and I think I am free to relax this week. YAY~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Updated my Live Journal with a related post*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5727234587564513258?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5727234587564513258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5727234587564513258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5727234587564513258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5727234587564513258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-another-evening-drive.html' title='Just another evening drive...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RyCyFroY-PI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_--1MeAYqkY/s72-c/25102007255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3943809854751253590</id><published>2007-10-24T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:54:28.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newcastle United 3-1 Tottenham Hotspurs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3B293Tru7F4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3B293Tru7F4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I couldn't resist putting it here. Not that its a score to boast but rather because the Spurs manager was saying that you cannot compare Newcastle with Spurs as they are of a different league before the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sometimes your words can come back to bite you. And bite him hard it did. Yup the two teams sure are of different league. 3 - 1 to the Toons(Newcastle nickname for those not familiar) on a monday evening(UK Time) where the boys showed they are ready for European Glory again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howay The Lads ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3943809854751253590?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3943809854751253590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3943809854751253590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3943809854751253590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3943809854751253590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/newcastle-united-3-1-tottenham-hotspurs.html' title='Newcastle United 3-1 Tottenham Hotspurs'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7647942024763456656</id><published>2007-10-22T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T15:32:29.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When 2 is better then 1...</title><content type='html'>Well I have decided to split up my blog into 2 due to the posting environment of blogspot. Thus I have opened another one at &lt;a href="http://kwsw.livejournal.com"&gt;http://kwsw.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no worries, memoriestocreate will still be open and maintained. Just that you will not find those long post where I post my thoughts on certain issues here. They will be over at my livejournal instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7647942024763456656?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7647942024763456656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7647942024763456656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7647942024763456656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7647942024763456656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-2-is-better-then-1.html' title='When 2 is better then 1...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6131247051553461903</id><published>2007-10-22T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T01:31:49.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If A Picture Paints A Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>What would a video do? Well for one, it can tell a story. But I still got ways to go before being able to tell a good story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df3d84e4b62dfa0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0df3d84e4b62dfa0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404970%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25596368F5D475365665B21E644D0A628E0D68B1.80DD461BA6F1E83A319652162A72AA47253241F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf3d84e4b62dfa0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUVT2ehCpV14nUnrONdL6cezW2no&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0df3d84e4b62dfa0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404970%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25596368F5D475365665B21E644D0A628E0D68B1.80DD461BA6F1E83A319652162A72AA47253241F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf3d84e4b62dfa0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUVT2ehCpV14nUnrONdL6cezW2no&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies if I missed out anyone's name or got the spelling wrong. Again its the random effects with random transition path video. Although I have to admit the first picture abit out of place and the transition between events dun flow that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess you get the general idea lah. I choose to blame the graveyard for this. haha... ok I can only blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6131247051553461903?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=df3d84e4b62dfa0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6131247051553461903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6131247051553461903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6131247051553461903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6131247051553461903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-picture-paints-thousand-words.html' title='If A Picture Paints A Thousand Words'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3881118941543772290</id><published>2007-10-21T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:56:01.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And when it's over you'll breathe again...</title><content type='html'>"Crash 'n' Burn" by Savage Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6uB4lT5CblA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6uB4lT5CblA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow this song hit me while I was talking to some friends online. Taking about priorities and putting yourself before others and stuff like that. I guess I do need to rework my priority list. Many things has happened in such a short time that I am struggling to adjust which leaves me no time sort things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, something I told myself I will never commit to since the outcome is not favorable to me has come back to haunt me. I was put into a situation somewhat similar and yet I fell for it and it hit me bad. Been in a foul mood today because of it. Shouldn't have let it happen but I guess its another lesson learnt for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And talking about this, I guess I should strike off the "Kenneth wants a DSLR" goal from my list. I mean, do I really need it, or do I even know how to use it to its full potiential if given the chance to own one? I think not. Guess I am still very noob when it comes to taking photos now. But that doesn't mean I will not get better. So its back to the good old trusty Sony DSC-W1 for me(Darn why no sports mode...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos0tmaIDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yBAsvERU-uA/s1600-h/DSC08823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos0tmaIDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yBAsvERU-uA/s400/DSC08823.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123456810192871474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor shot at Raffles Place MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos09maIEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mHU_4OsASRw/s1600-h/DSC08833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos09maIEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mHU_4OsASRw/s400/DSC08833.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123456814487838786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the macro function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos1NmaIFI/AAAAAAAAAXE/C99cOUH2yQo/s1600-h/DSC08834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos1NmaIFI/AAAAAAAAAXE/C99cOUH2yQo/s400/DSC08834.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123456818782806098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to capture the "pattern" of the chairs against the blue floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos1NmaIGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/if1IB_zuYhA/s1600-h/DSC08835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos1NmaIGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/if1IB_zuYhA/s400/DSC08835.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123456818782806114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time trying to capture the floor "pattern".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos1NmaIHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/96Nqj_-vAhk/s1600-h/DSC08874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos1NmaIHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/96Nqj_-vAhk/s400/DSC08874.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123456818782806130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of the ceiling light. Did not use the correct mode though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its off to sleep for me. Early drive to church has been planned.&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To someone : sometimes its better that it happens now then when things go too deep and you realise you need to get out but you can't. It's gonna hurt much much more then.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3881118941543772290?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3881118941543772290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3881118941543772290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3881118941543772290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3881118941543772290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-when-its-over-youll-breathe-again.html' title='And when it&apos;s over you&apos;ll breathe again...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rxos0tmaIDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yBAsvERU-uA/s72-c/DSC08823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6787295609023076228</id><published>2007-10-20T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T02:51:26.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harder, Better, Faster, STRONGER...</title><content type='html'>"Stronger" By Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZd1Js0QaOI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZd1Js0QaOI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That that don't kill me can only make me stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am waiting for the effects of the graveyard to wear off before heading to bed. Yup first time drinking it and I think I should have had at least 1/4 of it down into my system. And I know why they name it that. And my respect to those who can take it all down at one goal and still carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its been a very interesting week and I sort of discovered some stuff. I might be wrong here but hey life is a journey and along the way you discover new things. And with my new state of mind/thinking, I continue to understand more about me and the people around me. Well one thing for sure. This character of mine is attracting some interesting responses from people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those who shoot me down saying nice guys finish last so why bother. Or saying that I am rather artificial and am trying to hard and girls do not like that in a guy. Next are those that continue to leech off my "nice-ness" knowing that there will always be Kenneth there as a backup plan. Not forgetting those that treat me a threat and are trying to put me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say to that is too bad. I am this way, brought up this way and will continue to be this way. Sure I will finish last, miss out on the girl I like, get taken advantage off and most probably not succeed in life as well as those no so nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its ok, I do not mind finishing "last" or as what you think is "last". Heck do you even know me well enough to make such an assumption? Well all I can say is that I really do not mind being "last" if what you think I am now is "last".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for leeching off my "nice-ness", well all the best to you when you realise that I am not always around and do start to notice people like that and can do something about stopping the flow of "nice-ness". People do move on and take notice of their surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if being ruthless, evil and backstabbing is the way to the top, well I guess I am happy not being there. Cos you will never know when the day comes when you will get the taste of your own medicine. And when it happens, well all the best to you. Oh and dun bother finding me anymore, I would have moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly about not getting the girl I like. Well then screw it. Whatever. Its ok one, I am sure there will be someone out there who will actually appreciate it. After all, if I am the one who has to keep giving then forget it. I believe its about being the right person rather then finding the right person. And it works both ways. I see so much crap going on between bf and gf and I sometimes wonder why they are even together. And dun bother to come running to me and complain and expect a listening ear. Well I will still have a listening ear but thats also subject to availability. After all you are no longer on priority list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of cos thankfully there are still those who know what friendship is all about and how to maintain it. Or simply put, they know how to "做人". And its with these friends that I know that while it might seem hopeless to always be the nice guy to everyone, there are still people who appreciates it even though they don't say it and yet know how to respond appropriately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a nutshell, I am not trying to pin point anyone here. It might not even be to me that you fall under the idiots of the world category as I know that there are still other nice people out there who put in 100% and sometimes more to people around them. And yet in return they get crap. Well a virtual toast to these other nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I believe what doesn't kill me only makes me even stronger. I will come out the better person no matter what cos in the end, I will still be there a stronger and better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for today. If you want to know what incidents I am talking about, feel free to msn me or something. I am not going to spoonfeed these idiots anymore. If they cannot take a hint then well all the best to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it. Will blog more again once I get things sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6787295609023076228?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6787295609023076228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6787295609023076228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6787295609023076228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6787295609023076228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/harder-better-faster-stronger.html' title='Harder, Better, Faster, STRONGER...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-6511477711656982894</id><published>2007-10-18T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T07:20:18.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我也會慢慢走開</title><content type='html'>"安靜" by Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y7UIYqmVuMs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y7UIYqmVuMs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess while I cant say anything about breaking up but moving on is what I need to do. Its gonna be hard but must be done. The emptiness is starting to eat me up and I need to move out of it before it eats me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the realisation of the emptiness is what made me feel unbalance for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was my last day of lectures. Lunch break was a crazy 2hours 30mins. With so much time, my classmates and I decided to take a look at the wellness fair going on in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some really yummy and suppose to be healthy ice cream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxaX59maIAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/hoaPUXOzQMw/s1600-h/17102007240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxaX59maIAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/hoaPUXOzQMw/s400/17102007240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122448648224514050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I can choose up to 3 types of ingredients...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxaX59maIBI/AAAAAAAAAWk/HeMgU32-WKs/s1600-h/17102007244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxaX59maIBI/AAAAAAAAAWk/HeMgU32-WKs/s400/17102007244.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122448648224514066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting my my ice-cream to be made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxaX6NmaICI/AAAAAAAAAWs/cGZHQHfvX6w/s1600-h/17102007245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxaX6NmaICI/AAAAAAAAAWs/cGZHQHfvX6w/s400/17102007245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122448652519481378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like yummy ice-cream to make your day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats it for me, gonna get some sleep as tomorrow will be a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A Big Happy Birthday To Elliott~!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-6511477711656982894?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/6511477711656982894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=6511477711656982894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6511477711656982894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/6511477711656982894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='我也會慢慢走開'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxaX59maIAI/AAAAAAAAAWc/hoaPUXOzQMw/s72-c/17102007240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-173757280149243473</id><published>2007-10-16T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T21:51:15.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you really know me?</title><content type='html'>Ok decided to blog but dunno what to blog. So I guess I will reveal the answers to my friendtest thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn: What is my favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Blue.&lt;br /&gt;This one, if you notice what I usually wear can easily tell. For the most part of my closet, its usually blue in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn: What is my favourite fruit?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Pear&lt;br /&gt;This one abit harder I guess. But that is one fruit you never catch me avoiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn : Which polytechnic did I attend?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : TP&lt;br /&gt;Yup its there that I met the happening people that go on to be good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn : What is my dog's name??&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Kenny&lt;br /&gt;Yup I got a male dog and since he is part of the family, we decided to call him Kenny. Also becos I used to have a soft toy dog named the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn : What am I studying at SIM?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Digital Security.&lt;br /&gt;Yup doing my degree in computer science(which most people assume so), majoring in digital security. Thus the many many maths formulas that is driving me nuts. FYI: The other options are the ones available to my diploma back in TP. Just that I chose to do the mobile option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn : What is my favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Bowling&lt;br /&gt;Nope I dun play tennis although I did learn how to in poly, I like to watch football and I am a qualified scuba diver(although must go for refresher course). But I like bowling the most. Because its a social sport where people spend more time interacting then bowling and I somehow like the sound of the pins falling especially after a strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn : What is my favourite hobby?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Haha this one is really hard. I know most people assume is playing computer games. Well I like to do that but I like to sleep the most. Maybe if you do visit on sunday afternoons you would know why. I can spend the whole day sleeping and still continue to sleep at night. Although sadly I dun get to sleep much these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn : Which football team do I support?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Newcastle United&lt;br /&gt;Well if you hear me in a football conversation or seen some photos of me in my jersey, the answer is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn : What is the age difference between me and my sister?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : 2&lt;br /&gt;Yup I have a sister 2 years younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn : What type of books do I like to read the most?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Well if you ever get to visit my room, there are more fantasy books than other genres in my shelf. I do read other books from authors like Dan Brown, Arthur C Clarke, Tom Clancy and so on. But books like Lord of the Rings and Narnia tops them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-173757280149243473?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/173757280149243473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=173757280149243473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/173757280149243473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/173757280149243473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-you-really-know-me.html' title='Do you really know me?'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4744423490843179335</id><published>2007-10-14T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:32:42.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I am McLovin..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-af695c7d75729c24" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf695c7d75729c24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404970%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BDDEDCDC8F1A2ACD72D9B9A21F13F5EE60FF84B.50C4F1BDD01CB8CDB859D08DDF90052425F54BAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf695c7d75729c24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDO9a8XSoasTXAOOUnOyvJ87PL4s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf695c7d75729c24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404970%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BDDEDCDC8F1A2ACD72D9B9A21F13F5EE60FF84B.50C4F1BDD01CB8CDB859D08DDF90052425F54BAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf695c7d75729c24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDO9a8XSoasTXAOOUnOyvJ87PL4s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK here is the little picture video I did of Thursday's FHM event. &lt;br /&gt;All done in good clean fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxInpKYjUZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UhvNO9a3j44/s1600-h/14102007238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxInpKYjUZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UhvNO9a3j44/s400/14102007238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121199314389127570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this for dinner, call me a mountain tortoise but this is the first time I am eating this type of pasta. So decided to take a photo of it. And getting suaned by my sister in the process of cos. Then again thats what sisters for anyway... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4744423490843179335?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=af695c7d75729c24&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4744423490843179335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4744423490843179335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4744423490843179335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4744423490843179335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-mclovin.html' title='&quot;I am McLovin...&quot;'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxInpKYjUZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UhvNO9a3j44/s72-c/14102007238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8791847483835931792</id><published>2007-10-13T12:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T19:07:34.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And back to the usual blogging</title><content type='html'>"New Age Girl" by Deadeye Dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sEDw9xgSmSc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sEDw9xgSmSc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok I know this is old school but it seems that I totally forgotten about the good old crazy days until I saw this song on the playlist last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway onto what I have been up to for the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkdaYjUSI/AAAAAAAAAVY/LWFgykZFxrE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkdaYjUSI/AAAAAAAAAVY/LWFgykZFxrE/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120773601525715234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the good thing about being home alone in the first half of the day is that I get to treat myself to such things. Which also meant a few more KMs to jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkdqYjUTI/AAAAAAAAAVg/55Bi9haY4J4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkdqYjUTI/AAAAAAAAAVg/55Bi9haY4J4/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120773605820682546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Herbert for informing me about this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkdqYjUUI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LPfwpnZfnOE/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkdqYjUUI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LPfwpnZfnOE/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120773605820682562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture time. If only you knew what happened during the event... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkdqYjUVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/01YDR0ocQ3M/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkdqYjUVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/01YDR0ocQ3M/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120773605820682578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual thing looks nice and unfortunately this picture doesn't do it justice. Think I need to improve my skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkd6YjUWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_6bGwtwixlY/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkd6YjUWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_6bGwtwixlY/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120773610115649890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried baby sotong anyone? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkr6YjUXI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NLOx7L4BzVY/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkr6YjUXI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NLOx7L4BzVY/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120773850633818482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that some of the people in church associate with my mom's cooking. Yup its yummy spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkr6YjUYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/BH06HFC4n3s/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkr6YjUYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/BH06HFC4n3s/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120773850633818498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down for a little Hardware Zone outing and look what I won. Although I should be selling it off cos I am lazy to take out my graphic card and put it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also just wanna say to HuiRong that I am sorry that the picture I used for your fake ID is not very nice. I just assumed that every picture on the internet that you post is nice. Well unfortunately thats why I am in the IT line and not the fashion line. Also about the 3 months / 1 year thing, honestly I have yet to seen something like that work out, but if it really does, you have my support all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8791847483835931792?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8791847483835931792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8791847483835931792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8791847483835931792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8791847483835931792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-back-to-usual-blogging.html' title='And back to the usual blogging'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RxCkdaYjUSI/AAAAAAAAAVY/LWFgykZFxrE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5256218019496749908</id><published>2007-10-13T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T04:08:20.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continue living in your little dream world while I enjoy the reality of mine...</title><content type='html'>Everyone needs to rant and I am no different. Just gonna be a short post so no worries I will be back to my normal blogging. Just trying to compile stuff before blogging here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just about had it with people who like to be soooo exclusive and so on. I always thought everyone was way past that sec school/poly/jc mindset. I mean for me, while I am rather not so social with new people, give me time and I will open up one. Just ask my friends. And as long as you dun go an do something stupid I am fine one. I usually find fault with ur actions and not you as a person. Well thats if you irritate me enough. Other then that I think I am easy going. Not self praise but just ask the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I am not good enough to be part of the exclusive circle right(lol then again I think I rather not liaos)? Oh pls, what gives you the right to judge a person. Well I just had about enough of all this crap. While as much faults as I have and I admit I still need to work lots on my character, I do not go around looking and fantasising about pretty girls. I do not somehow keep going on the getting someone to bring his female friend out with the rest of the guys. And for goodness sake, in life, having the brains is one thing, having good PR skills is also equally important. Or how about the others that somehow makes the ignore list as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hate to show off to prove a point but if it helps then so be it. Wake up your stupid idea. Ever occurred to you that the people you deem as unworthy might just be enjoying their little life better then you? The things that you can only dream of, they might just be doing it for all you know. And the best part is they do not even have to try hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe try looking at a person's character once in a while and not his/her grades, the language he/she speaks, the way he/she acts and so on. Or maybe just maybe you need something to happen in front of your face to wake you up from your idea. Please lah, there is something called an SMS queue and having your phone switched off when the sms was sent is the worst idea I ever heard from someone who is suppose to be all high and mighty up there. Forget what I studied in poly liaos ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or just maybe I should start off by saying that the SAF in all its stupidness never screws up when selecting people for command school. The fact that people qualify for it says something liaos. How the person turns out is something else but to even qualify means there must be something there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if it still doesnt wake up your idea then let me know, I am sure something else will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok end of ranting, the normal blogging will return after the weekend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5256218019496749908?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5256218019496749908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5256218019496749908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5256218019496749908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5256218019496749908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/continue-living-in-your-little-dream.html' title='Continue living in your little dream world while I enjoy the reality of mine...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3518953238175752786</id><published>2007-10-09T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:40:58.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No time is a good time for goodbyes...</title><content type='html'>"Sara" by Starship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/58qwPUQKpcQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/58qwPUQKpcQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one old retro song that I somehow uncovered while surfing the web. Somehow the line "Branded, my heart was branded while my senses stood by" clicked something in me. Either its been a crazy week with so many things to worry and do that I am getting too emo or it really reminded me of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its the end of one set of intensive lectures and the start of another set. Hopefully my brain can take in everything and not overload. Both modules look theory intensive and that can be a bad thing. But somehow I will make it through. Well usually I guess. But this term things are going to be a bit different. Gonna try to work abit harder and try to maintain my credit average.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3518953238175752786?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3518953238175752786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3518953238175752786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3518953238175752786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3518953238175752786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-time-is-good-time-for-goodbyes.html' title='No time is a good time for goodbyes...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8782927596645945047</id><published>2007-10-09T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:26:40.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subject: Two Choices</title><content type='html'>Ok I usually delete chain/forward mails without even taking a look at the content as usually almost all the time they belong in the junk mail folder. And having learnt how to spam mail or at least how people flood your inbox with spam mail, my tolerance to such mail becomes even lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this one caught my attention some how. Sure the mail was sent to many many people which in some terms qualify for the junk folder but somehow the sender was one that usually dun send me emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So out of my curiosity, I took a look at the email. And here is what it says, which I found rather meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;What would you do? You make the choice! Don't look for a punch line;  There isn't one!  Read it anyway. My question to all of you is: Would you have made the same choice? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a fund raising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children,the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?"   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audience was stilled by the query. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father continued. "I believe,that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child."Then he told the following story:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked,"Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted.  In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his&lt;br /&gt;father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make contact.  The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team mates.  Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time.  He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Shay, run home! Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people think twice about sharing. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're thinking about forwarding this message,chances are that you're probably sorting out the people on your address list that aren't the "appropriate" ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the "natural order of things." So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up that opportunity to brighten the day of those with us the least able, and leave the world a little bit colder in the process? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the reason I put this here was because if I forward it out all everyone, some people might think its spam while other's might have their email filter move it to the junk folder. Thus in this way, I will get people to read it as there is no way you can put this webpage into the junk email folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8782927596645945047?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8782927596645945047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8782927596645945047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8782927596645945047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8782927596645945047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/subject-two-choices.html' title='Subject: Two Choices'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7367771073988444006</id><published>2007-10-08T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T02:19:51.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And once again I step into the world of Azeroth...</title><content type='html'>Lament of the Highborne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FI84Ebibm7w&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FI84Ebibm7w&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the official video released by Blizzard which shows the assault of the Scourge on Quel'thalas and the assassination of Sylvanas and her after death rising by Arthas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled onto this while questing around the new expansion for World of Warcraft. At the end of a series of quest, I was tasked with bringing a Necklace to Sylvanas Windrunner, the leader of the undead. And at the end of the quest, I was treated to an in game scene of Lady Sylvanas singing this song with the help of an undead choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people would have just gotten the quest reward and left. For me, I decided to stay and watch the whole scene and soak in the atmosphere. Reason being that as one who grew up with warcraft, the events of the scourge invading the home of the High Elves flashed back to me. I guess I am thankful the people over at Blizzard still took time to add this little treat to those who grew up with warcraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is my new aim for going back to Azeroth again. No more chionging levels to raid day in day out. Got the time then slowly play and soak in the game lore. And with the new guild not so hardcore as my old guild, I think I will finally get to enjoy the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to get some sleep. Waited quite long to download the high quality video from the Blizzard server but it was well worth it. Its gonna be another week of lessons but at least I get a break on saturday. Also a movie event to look forward to this thursday and of cos meeting up with everyone on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7367771073988444006?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7367771073988444006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7367771073988444006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7367771073988444006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7367771073988444006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-once-again-i-step-into-world-of.html' title='And once again I step into the world of Azeroth...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5399210020736002633</id><published>2007-10-07T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:22:41.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday lessons are crazy...</title><content type='html'>"Daybreak's Bell" by L'Arc～en～Ciel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SYM9c791wN8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SYM9c791wN8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Translation off the net:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, haven’t you seen another shape besides this one? That’s so sad&lt;br /&gt;To you, there’s no desire to die or to kill, oh, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink it up, even the fate, to the sinking sea&lt;br /&gt;My wishes, ride on the wind, ring the bell of the daybreak&lt;br /&gt;Just like a bird My wishes over their airspace&lt;br /&gt;Cross through the countless number of waves, stand against tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;protecting you My life I trade in for your pain&lt;br /&gt;Stop the dispute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, why people pile up the repeating mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;No one is evolving, this flowing blood, I loathe it most&lt;br /&gt;To judge each other by instinct, in this no-one-around earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the clear future has come, the flower plants will also&lt;br /&gt;dwell in the weapons My wishes over their airspace&lt;br /&gt;Anyone, shake me up, wake me up from the nightmare&lt;br /&gt;If it comes true My life I trade in for your pain&lt;br /&gt;How long until my prayers reach the sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the morning glow pictures the ocean and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wishes, ride on the wind, ring the bell of the daybreak&lt;br /&gt;Just like a bird My wishes over their airspace&lt;br /&gt;Cross through the countless number of waves, stand against tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;protecting you My life I trade in for your pain&lt;br /&gt;Flap your wings without turning around,&lt;br /&gt;bring along these thoughts, fly to that sky&lt;br /&gt;The future can’t be defeated by anyone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup the new song from L'Arc~En~Ciel which is used for the new Gundam 00 opening. Yes Gundam Season is back in session. Which means I got other things to chase every week other then Heroes. Woot I am going to love my PSP more and more considering Final Fantasy Tactics Remake should be out next week as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was my first and hopefully only Saturday where I have to burn the entire day with lessons. Felt so drained(think I lost all my brain cells) that I went straight home to get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to get my own dinner since everyone was out and since I was too lazy to take a walk to the nearby coffee shop to get something to eat, I went through the kitchen cupboards to see what I could whip up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RweztKYjUPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/M3qDc3KX8iM/s1600-h/DSC05401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RweztKYjUPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/M3qDc3KX8iM/s400/DSC05401.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118257089992675570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully there was still instant noodles and some leftovers in the oven. I did not have to go hungry after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RweztaYjUQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Z0MHsJqvRM8/s1600-h/DSC05405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RweztaYjUQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Z0MHsJqvRM8/s400/DSC05405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118257094287642882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is something you never have to nag at me to get me to eat. I like grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of the day was spent slacking and telling myself the only ever reason I am going to get a mac is because there is a higher chance I can install Linux on it and get the drivers detected as compared to the PC. And it does not help that my Lecture is super pro Apple. And yet he shows you how to actually "hack" the mac osx. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although something did hit me today. Somehow the phrase "What doesn't kill only makes me stronger" kept ringing in the back of my mind. Dunno why also but I think something is kinda bothering me abit. Oh well hopefully a good night's rest will do me some good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am using the word "Hack" loosely here. It means gaining unauthorised entryto something.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5399210020736002633?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5399210020736002633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5399210020736002633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5399210020736002633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5399210020736002633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/saturday-lessons-are-crazy.html' title='Saturday lessons are crazy...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RweztKYjUPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/M3qDc3KX8iM/s72-c/DSC05401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-2028319616897019116</id><published>2007-10-05T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:25:43.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replacement(Lin Qi Yu)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hVcRCB9acS8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hVcRCB9acS8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok before you start the Chinese song and Kenneth do not mix, let me just say that yes while I still prefer English songs, this is another of those rare moments that I actually like a non English song. Sure I most probably do not understand every word but thankfully my Chinese is not that bad so I still get the general idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice song to listen to on a friday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-2028319616897019116?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/2028319616897019116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=2028319616897019116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2028319616897019116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/2028319616897019116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/replacementlin-qi-yu.html' title='Replacement(Lin Qi Yu)'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-7933247464464118737</id><published>2007-10-05T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:05:01.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to find a Balance...</title><content type='html'>And so the first week of school is about to come to an end. And its a friday night but here I am blogging while waiting for my lecture notes to be printed instead of being out as usual. Yet somehow a sense of conflicting thoughts are going through my head now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided not to stay out late on saturdays due to the need to wake up early the next day for church. Or at least get my 6~7 hours of sleep at night. Thus going out falls on fridays where usually I can rest up on saturday and be fine on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet somehow SIM decides that as full time students, it is ok to burn our saturdays with lessons when weekdays are empty. I have never understood the need to do this and the worst is when the whole saturday is burnt. And to top it off, I got some idiot in class who suggested starting lessons at 8am from the usual 9am. Lol, spare a thought for the rest of us who like stay on the other side of singapore. Sheesh, if it really happened, I do not think I would be the first to ask him to choose his pole at the SIM compound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, understanding that I am a full time student and it is not cheap to study this degree, the idea of going to school with 3~5 hours of sleep on a saturday with lessons the whole day is also not a good idea. Especially a heavy theory one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions, decisions and decisions. Well here I am at home typing this out means the decision has been made. I guess the matter of the heart versus the mind is easier now for me to decide on but the matter of the mind versus the mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, hope I do not toss and turn later when I try to get an early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-7933247464464118737?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/7933247464464118737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=7933247464464118737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7933247464464118737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/7933247464464118737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/trying-to-find-balance.html' title='Trying to find a Balance...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-189361077175848320</id><published>2007-10-03T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T01:41:35.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another week in the life of Kenneth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmDKYjUJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lZL0kZDJiys/s1600-h/03102007233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmDKYjUJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lZL0kZDJiys/s400/03102007233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117116174880166034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my New Balance, My Ipod Nano And Me... Yup after a week of battling the flu, its back to my old evening jog routine. And yes my nano has a lime green skin. Only because I noobly assume it will glow in the dark... which it doesn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmDaYjUKI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BZTUIFNSYSQ/s1600-h/30092007222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmDaYjUKI/AAAAAAAAAUU/BZTUIFNSYSQ/s400/30092007222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117116179175133346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Tanjong Pargar Market with my usual makan buddies. Too bad the Rojak store did not open. But it was good fun eating and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmDaYjULI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Nlwnao1Fl-8/s1600-h/01102007225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmDaYjULI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Nlwnao1Fl-8/s400/01102007225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117116179175133362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random shot of my breakfast one morning. Now you know why I have to go for my evening jogs liaos... If not sure put on weight one... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmDqYjUMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/mu8Mizh6A1g/s1600-h/02102007231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmDqYjUMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/mu8Mizh6A1g/s400/02102007231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117116183470100674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot really cook but so the least I could do for my mom is help her pound biscuits for her to use in her cooking. The result of my hard work was pork chop for dinner. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmD6YjUNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/298bj8whVQ0/s1600-h/03102007232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmD6YjUNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/298bj8whVQ0/s400/03102007232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117116187765067986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbors came over for dinner. Forgot to take a picture before it started but I can tell you that the pizza owned us. 4 large pizzas(they took one back) is too much for 6 adults... Trust me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmMKYjUOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/D0sQ6O8qr3w/s1600-h/DSC05396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmMKYjUOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/D0sQ6O8qr3w/s400/DSC05396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117116329498988770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its back to school for me. First module for this term is "System Administration". Lecturer is rather interesting and funny with all the credentials to back him up. Other then being a lecturer, he works at Apple and is the IT Manager or something like that for a Nuclear Reactor Plant. Wow~!&lt;br /&gt;*Yesh my TP File(which Ming happily "aquired" for us back then) is still in good condition and goes with me to school*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-189361077175848320?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/189361077175848320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=189361077175848320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/189361077175848320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/189361077175848320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-another-week-in-life-of-kenneth.html' title='Just another week in the life of Kenneth...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RwOmDKYjUJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lZL0kZDJiys/s72-c/03102007233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-149823023829064723</id><published>2007-10-01T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T12:31:48.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so September Ends...</title><content type='html'>"Wake Me Up When September Ends" by Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lMT0f5IxwVM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lMT0f5IxwVM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just could not resist the temptation to put this MTV here. And the interesting thing is that I never watched the MTV before even though I heard the song when it first came out. Until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-149823023829064723?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/149823023829064723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=149823023829064723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/149823023829064723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/149823023829064723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-so-september-ends.html' title='And so September Ends...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-496937936798120633</id><published>2007-10-01T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:50:00.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Far away from the memories...</title><content type='html'>"Starlight" by Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-c94VVU7zc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-c94VVU7zc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always found this song very familiar but never knew which group sang it until recently then I found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its the end of my holidays with my timetable for the new term out. Still no results for my 466 subject which I think everyone is waiting for. Although there is always the timetable might change clause from SIM. Kinda Irritating though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new term to look forward to which means new things to learn and maybe new classmates to interact with. A new set of directives in my life and a new set of goals to achieve. Saturdays burnt again which means I gotta be picky with going out on friday nights again. Unless the lecturer puts the tutorial answers in his pc again. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats about it. Gonna get some sleep now. Rather tired today still even with sleeping 4 hours in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-496937936798120633?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/496937936798120633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=496937936798120633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/496937936798120633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/496937936798120633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/10/far-away-from-memories.html' title='Far away from the memories...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-3272431791944120267</id><published>2007-09-29T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T13:36:02.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying something new...</title><content type='html'>Going to try something new in the way I blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9KYjUEI/AAAAAAAAATk/8fhq6HNpqiI/s1600-h/26092007203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9KYjUEI/AAAAAAAAATk/8fhq6HNpqiI/s400/26092007203.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115492093126725698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fixing up Daniel's new pc, went over to Sarpinos' Pizza for dinner. Was rather amused that they served ice water with a straw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9aYjUFI/AAAAAAAAATs/Igg0RmyXe0c/s1600-h/26092007205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9aYjUFI/AAAAAAAAATs/Igg0RmyXe0c/s400/26092007205.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115492097421693010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its off to 6th avenue to have nice ice cream. Had the 2 favour combination of rum &amp; raisin and cheesecake. Yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9qYjUGI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ANSYWzxU_II/s1600-h/27092007209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9qYjUGI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ANSYWzxU_II/s400/27092007209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115492101716660322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not go for the lunar opening on tuesday but thanks to nightlife.sg, I got to go down on thursday. The place is really happening. Live band, MTVs of Utada Hikaru, Jay Chou, S.H.E, Wu Bai and Namie Amuro... What more could I ask for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9qYjUHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jnIQ86hC6KQ/s1600-h/IMG_8600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9qYjUHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jnIQ86hC6KQ/s400/IMG_8600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115492101716660338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with the guys on friday night at the usual place. Picture taken of me and Eugene. One of those random shots with Herbert's digicam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9qYjUII/AAAAAAAAAUE/VkFWeLRHWec/s1600-h/29092007217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9qYjUII/AAAAAAAAAUE/VkFWeLRHWec/s400/29092007217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115492101716660354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to be a good boy today and help with cleaning of the mirrors in the house. Pays to be tall to be able to reach the top part of the mirrors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-3272431791944120267?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/3272431791944120267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=3272431791944120267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3272431791944120267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/3272431791944120267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/09/trying-something-new.html' title='Trying something new...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/Rv3g9KYjUEI/AAAAAAAAATk/8fhq6HNpqiI/s72-c/26092007203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4352399028329291693</id><published>2007-09-24T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:16:32.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you always seem to know just when to call?</title><content type='html'>"Jessie" by Joshua Kadison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hL4rfORoGk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hL4rfORoGk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One really nice piano piece I always remember because of the cat named mosses. Interestingly enough this song is written on how Joshua Kadison was dealing with the break-up with the actress Sarah Jessica Parker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew he was together with Sarah Jessica Parker and the song was about their breakup until I went to google the song. lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4352399028329291693?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4352399028329291693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4352399028329291693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4352399028329291693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4352399028329291693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-do-you-always-seem-to-know-just.html' title='How do you always seem to know just when to call?'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-1486821216509498932</id><published>2007-09-24T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:09:46.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Serentiy, Courage, Wisdom &amp; Strength...</title><content type='html'>The Serenity Prayer is most probably something you would have seen many many times in bookstores, on posters or even in books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;God, give us grace to accept with serenity the things that cannot be changed, courage to change the things that should be changed, and the wisdom to distinguish the one from the other.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the original one written by Reinhold Niebuhr in the early 1940s. It was later also used but the United States Armed Forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I look back at the past events during the week which was an emotional roller coaster ride, I guess this something that I can take heart in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have the serenity to accept the way things are and events that will happen or have happened. Something that struck me during Sunday's message from the pulpit was the fact that sometimes at our level, we always wonder why things happen to us at the wrong time at the wrong place. And its usually because we fail to see the bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have the courage to know what needs to be changed in my life. From the way I look at situations, how I treat people to even my priorities in life now as a student and later on as a working adult. Sometimes I can be so unwilling to move from my comfort zone to not realise that its not the best thing to do. And this is where I really need to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have the wisdom to know what to change and what not to. I think this is the most important part as we can end up trying our best for something that will never work out no matter how hard we try when we could have put that energy into something better or we can end up being lazy and just leaving everything to work itself out. I do not think there is a sure way to find out which is which but I know it is a learning process that builds up over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I might add one more to the Serenity Prayer for myself, that would be the strength to move on. I always find myself having emotional baggages left behind that somethings make things hard to move on. Either a grudge against someone making it hard to work with the person again, or a failed relationship/friendship that makes it hard to want to start new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its a start of another new week and it looks like I got some stuff lined up for me. Getting back onto the track for my jogs once my flu clears up, the opening of some asian fusion place, fixing up Daniel's new pc and watching the newcastle match against arsenal and my results coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will remember all that I have gone through in the past week and put them to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-1486821216509498932?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/1486821216509498932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=1486821216509498932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1486821216509498932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/1486821216509498932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/09/serentiy-courage-wisdom-strength.html' title='The Serentiy, Courage, Wisdom &amp; Strength...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-5344756562168088404</id><published>2007-09-22T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:39:29.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories : Herbert's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-91fec7ca0662b0ba" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D91fec7ca0662b0ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404970%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77D172D7C0E303BC947E50D047404EE67B849D67.2EE0CF8F22CE9FEBEE69F2EABBDFDA02128FD6F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D91fec7ca0662b0ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwrzkIArmYh0GC9uUlAX4XJtfgUM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D91fec7ca0662b0ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330404970%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77D172D7C0E303BC947E50D047404EE67B849D67.2EE0CF8F22CE9FEBEE69F2EABBDFDA02128FD6F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D91fec7ca0662b0ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwrzkIArmYh0GC9uUlAX4XJtfgUM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well instead of just posting the pictures here, I decided to try out the blog video function. Played around with some photo settings, quick edit of a song and out comes a photo story. Not a very clean cut now as it was an experiment but I guess still acceptable standard for a try out. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-5344756562168088404?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/5344756562168088404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=5344756562168088404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5344756562168088404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/5344756562168088404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/09/memories-herberts-birthday.html' title='Memories : Herbert&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-400416799047580348</id><published>2007-09-22T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:40:05.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Then Never....</title><content type='html'>Abstract From "Our Daily Bread":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our house in Boise, Idaho, backs up to a park with a walking track. You can see most of the path from our kitchen window, and because of that I’ve learned to recognize people by their walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a lawyer from down the street who’s always in a hurry, an elderly man who trudges slowly by, a woman who strides with purposeful steps. Each has a characteristic gait...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This passage somehow struck me as I was doing some soul searching over the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time your friend said something like : "Oh that must be &lt;insert name here&gt;. I can tell from the way he/she walks...". Now look at it in the same way but towards our individual character. We all have some particular traits that people can associate with our character and the way we do things. From how we deal with difficulty, how we handle success or even how strong our determination is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like the author of the passage, how then would the people around us associate our character or even our lives with? "Cheerful", "Determined", "Always There When You Need Her/Him"? Or "Pessimistic", "Hopeless", "Insecure". What do we want the people around us to associate us with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself sometimes wonder what do the people think of me after "walking by" their lives. Whether positive or negative, I guess I cannot really do anything about it now. But I know that I still got my life ahead of me(if my maker allows) and as the saying goes : "Better late then Never..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth. (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-400416799047580348?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/400416799047580348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=400416799047580348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/400416799047580348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/400416799047580348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='Better Late Then Never....'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-8412940051432758355</id><published>2007-09-21T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T15:03:02.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the line in the sand, When I go too far...</title><content type='html'>"Everything" by Michael Bublé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPUJIbXN0WY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPUJIbXN0WY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like the music video for this song. No special effects, no fancy setups. Everything just done simple and a cameo to round things up. Add a smoothing voice to a nice love song and you definitely got my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think he has got a new fan in me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Thursday was spent relaxing at home and catching up on my sleep and processing the 70 plus photos I took at Clarke Quay. Still very noob at this whole post production thing(opps or is that meant for video production? haha). Oh well still got another week plus to experiment. Hopefully next week got something else interesting that I can bring my digicam for a spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was spent out at Junction 8 with Samantha and Eddie. Yesh, finally got to see my "mother" from TP again. Ok for those who dunno, Samantha is my I-Guide Senior from TP. Me and Eddie used to call her "mother" cos go out with her means have to eat our veges if not will kanna nag from her... haha... But we know she has our best interest at heart. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at the food court cos other places were crowded. Than it was off to coffee bean to chill out and chit chat. A BIG THANK YOU to Samantha for the treat. Haha next time I get my first pay check than my turn to treat :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun there chit chatting about anything and everything. But thats a story for another time. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-8412940051432758355?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/8412940051432758355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=8412940051432758355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8412940051432758355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/8412940051432758355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/09/youre-line-in-sand-when-i-go-too-far.html' title='You&apos;re the line in the sand, When I go too far...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4609848881965940531</id><published>2007-09-20T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T16:17:05.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone under the moonlight is where I wanna be...</title><content type='html'>"With a drinking buddy like Li Bai, Tang Dynasty's most celebrated and Legendary poet, how could the moon ever be lonely in his famous "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", Li Serenaded the moon..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Also known as "Drinking Alone by Moonlight" (月下獨酌, pinyin: Yuè Xià Dú Zhuó)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well fast forward to the 21st century Singapore and while I dun think you can find another guy such as Li Bai, the moon doesn't need to feel all lonely. Or at least along Clarke Quay as lanterns have been lighted along the river side in remembrance of the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this, I decided to take my camera for a spin there. But knowing the crowd is going to be a problem, I decided to go there later before meeting up with the usual supper group. Hopefully at a later hour, there will be lesser people and I can get clearer shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was to SLS area and than to the nearest bookstore to check something out. While Bugis' Kino was no where near the size of the one at Taka, I managed to find what I was looking for ahead of my planned schedule. Having about an hour or two to burn, I decided to join the group at Bugis for coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5GC81GI/AAAAAAAAAS0/POqpxVp3-Vg/s1600-h/DSC05261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5GC81GI/AAAAAAAAAS0/POqpxVp3-Vg/s400/DSC05261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112189090313065570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TCC's Nutello... Looks big right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5GC81FI/AAAAAAAAASs/wIUzLLT5XDM/s1600-h/DSC05260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5GC81FI/AAAAAAAAASs/wIUzLLT5XDM/s400/DSC05260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112189090313065554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not so big after all... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5WC81HI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ehhAWILZHa8/s1600-h/DSC05263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5WC81HI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ehhAWILZHa8/s400/DSC05263.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112189094608032882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot at TCC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the caffeine in my system, I went down to the main event for the night: The lanterns at Clark Quay. Had fun playing around with my camera settings trying to get a nice shot. Unfortunately, my hands are not as stable as a tripod so some shots did not turn out nice. But overall am happy and managed to get about 70 shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5WC81II/AAAAAAAAATE/zt-wlqn_LRo/s1600-h/DSC05267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5WC81II/AAAAAAAAATE/zt-wlqn_LRo/s400/DSC05267.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112189094608032898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another night along Clarke Quay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5WC81JI/AAAAAAAAATM/brIXg70omtE/s1600-h/DSC05311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5WC81JI/AAAAAAAAATM/brIXg70omtE/s400/DSC05311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112189094608032914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bridge on a bridge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIo-WC81KI/AAAAAAAAATU/6r2Aaae1tLk/s1600-h/DSC05318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIo-WC81KI/AAAAAAAAATU/6r2Aaae1tLk/s400/DSC05318.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112193578553889954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who she is suppose to be but just take lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIpnWC81LI/AAAAAAAAATc/QemjZJms-Ns/s1600-h/DSC05313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIpnWC81LI/AAAAAAAAATc/QemjZJms-Ns/s400/DSC05313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112194282928526514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the traditional lanterns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its been awhile since I went out by myself to do something. And I sure did enjoy myself with nothing to worry about other than getting my stuff done. Should do this once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my photo taking, it was back to Bugis area to meet up with Randy,Aaron, Derick, Junwen and Daniel for some pool. As usual I got beaten at almost every game I played but it was more the fun joking here and there that I enjoyed. But at least I picked some pointers here and there from the regulars.To end the night out, we headed to Lavender for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so ends another day of my 2 week break. Feeling a lot better now. Lets hope its because I am really getting over it and not because I am just chucking it to the back of my mind again. Left over emotions are never a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4609848881965940531?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4609848881965940531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4609848881965940531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4609848881965940531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4609848881965940531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/09/alone-under-moonlight-is-where-i-wanna.html' title='Alone under the moonlight is where I wanna be...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KvJOzHvVec/RvIk5GC81GI/AAAAAAAAAS0/POqpxVp3-Vg/s72-c/DSC05261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649083692870637692.post-4015568882156835080</id><published>2007-09-19T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:29:41.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rose could never lie about the love it brings...</title><content type='html'>"Frail" by Jars of Clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/d1wljByJhe/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/d1wljByJhe/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convinced of my deception&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a fool&lt;br /&gt;I fear this love reaction&lt;br /&gt;Just like you said I would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rose could never lie&lt;br /&gt;About the love it brings&lt;br /&gt;And I could never promise&lt;br /&gt;To be any of those things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If I was not so weak&lt;br /&gt;If I was not so cold&lt;br /&gt;If I was not so scared of being broken&lt;br /&gt;Growing old&lt;br /&gt;I would be...&lt;br /&gt;I would be...&lt;br /&gt;I would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the shallow&lt;br /&gt;Depth they'll never find&lt;br /&gt;Seemed to be some comfort&lt;br /&gt;In rooms I try to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exposed beyond the shadows&lt;br /&gt;You take the cup from me&lt;br /&gt;Your dirt removes my blindness&lt;br /&gt;Your pain becomes my peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...frail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of my 2 week break. Feeling a lot better now. But yet the news of the passing still lingers on in my mind. I was never close to Serene or Andrew or the family. The closest I got was having Andrew teach me in Sunday School. But I guess the news is as shocking to me as everyone else. I still remember talking about it over the dinner table last night. So many questions were raised but no answers could be found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In this day and age with medical science advancing so fast, could such things still happen? &lt;br /&gt;Didn't the doctor do anything about it?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you heard that something like this can happen?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of how life can be so frail sometimes. In the end it really does not matter. All the achievements in life, all the money in the bank, the fancy new sports car or even that flashy new handpone. It does not really matter once you are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the trial by fire, what would remain that would be of worth? Well thats a question that I think I am going to need time to think through. Maybe I will never get the answer during this 2 weeks of break. But better start thinking now then when its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the lyrics of the song goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Blessed are the shallow&lt;br /&gt;Depth they'll never find&lt;br /&gt;Seemed to be some comfort&lt;br /&gt;In rooms I try to hide&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to stop hiding, thinking I am still fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well gonna get a hair cut later and try to clean up my room a bit. Think its been long overdue that I did that. Spend some time alone to reflect on things. Maybe if my flu gets better, head down to Clarke Quay to take photos of the Lanterns. And just maybe meet up with the rest after that to chill out and unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649083692870637692-4015568882156835080?l=memoriestocreate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/feeds/4015568882156835080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649083692870637692&amp;postID=4015568882156835080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4015568882156835080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649083692870637692/posts/default/4015568882156835080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoriestocreate.blogspot.com/2007/09/rose-could-never-lie-about-love-it.html' title='A rose could never lie about the love it brings...'/><author><name>Kenneth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
