<?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-7351437</id><updated>2011-08-25T13:24:45.157+08:00</updated><category term='This Fall'/><category term='A wedding at The Fullerton Hotel Singapore'/><category term='Lee Hom in his last Heroes of Earth World Tour 2006'/><category term='Ritz-Carlton Millenia SINGAPORE Marriott Hotel'/><category term='Goodbye 2006. Hello 2007.'/><category term='Marriott Mooncake Fever'/><category term='Yummy Cakes'/><category term='Xcitement'/><category term='Singapore Airlines'/><category term='Viva Vivo Cita'/><category term='S2006 at VivoCity'/><title type='text'>Welcome</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>694</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-36427848938049468</id><published>2010-04-11T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:11:30.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shifted</title><content type='html'>hi there! ive shifted to another place but this will still remain. catch me here: &lt;a href="http://woweihao.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://woweihao.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-36427848938049468?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/36427848938049468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=36427848938049468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/36427848938049468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/36427848938049468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2010/04/shifted.html' title='shifted'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1446501612340177409</id><published>2009-10-18T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:45:24.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling Down Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;honestly the feeling doesnt suck as much as i first thought. i dont know but i just dont want anything bad to happen when im overseas. and for the first time, i'll be making my maiden journey to rockhampton in australia for overseas exercise. truthfully, id rather be staying in singapore, idling my life away in the office and enjoying every second with my friends and family but do i have a choice? not exactly, if i had i will be making big plans in the coming month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'll be away from my island home for 3 weeks (21 days) to be exact. till now, i have no idea what i will be doing over there but i just hope it will be some satisfactory job and something that brings at least some pleasure to work. i dont want pressure and not smile till the last day. its afterall an overseas trip, guess they will want to make it memorable in the pleasant way, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway i havent been blogging much because of tweeting. thats the place i can just type quick messages without worrying on how to connect to the next page. its fun, everyone should try even when you own a blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing much happened over the weeks and months. pretty much the same daily routine just that i think i ought to spend more meaningful time over the weekends, be it with family or friends. ive been sleeping and waking up late almost every single saturday and sunday afternoons. its bad, i should quit that habit because at the end of the day, i will be brushing my teeth and asking myself how much i regret not waking up earlier to have breakfast, go out and explore the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okok now i think i should go and get some sleep. got to be at the airport at 0900hrs later and flying off at 11 plus via singapore air, a journey lasting about 7 hours or so excluding some 30 mins or so bus journey to the camp. basically its a chartered flight where no one will be boarding the aircraft except for us so... we'll see if theres any difference in food, entertainment, seats and service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;final touch to my stuffs and off to bed! till then i will be back on 10nov, laters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1446501612340177409?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1446501612340177409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1446501612340177409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1446501612340177409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1446501612340177409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/10/traveling-down-under.html' title='Traveling Down Under'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-3690236920046450149</id><published>2009-10-12T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:19:20.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="flashObj" width="300" height="225" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=59121" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=44136239001&amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" /&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com" /&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=59121" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=44136239001&amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="300" height="225" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" swLiveConnect="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Final Song by Heavenly King - Michael Jackson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-3690236920046450149?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/3690236920046450149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=3690236920046450149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/3690236920046450149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/3690236920046450149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-5447228658720191699</id><published>2009-09-27T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:37:56.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am on Twitter. Are YOU?</title><content type='html'>i am already on twitter. how about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now onwards, please follow me on twitter.com/woweihao instead of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-5447228658720191699?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/5447228658720191699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=5447228658720191699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5447228658720191699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5447228658720191699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-on-twitter-are-you.html' title='I am on Twitter. Are YOU?'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-9075168576584044606</id><published>2009-09-09T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:29:31.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marley and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the ache is starting to kill me quite badly. i didnt know the impact of getting thrown to the ground front and back can be such a painful experience! i have been doing my intermediate close combat training and as much as i hate to do it, i have to say its good because that can be one of the excuses that i can be away from the office and smelling all the stinky paper and work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;havent been doing much recently, being an obedient boy i finally flipped open my unfinished and long overdue Marley&amp;amp;Me book. honestly its such a good book that i never want to let it slip off my hands. i dont mind not getting to sleep early just to miss out a few pages of the story. im almost at the end already and it seems that marley is going to leave soon. reading it, every single word carries the emotions of the author. i shall go back and read up a little later before i head to bed. sometimes i do get distracted by the eye-catching 8days la. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;going to get busy in the coming weeks because ive recently started training (running) in preparation to clear my second year ippt. then the most hated soc will come very soon. weekends are the only days i look forward to and for this month theres meeting up with my ex-coursemates and birthday chalets. got to get presents and stuff. haha its a happy thing to do but when it comes to thinking of what to buy, it sucks. and the random arrows that fly to your back will be another chore plus, sometimes there will be just shit stuffs to clear. oh man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for next month, i will be away in the wonderful land of down under for overseas exercise. well some people really love to dedicate their lives wholeheartedly to such things but im seriously not. its not a holiday retreat or something i think id enjoy, its outfield and not getting urself clean and proper food for like 25 days? expecting to drag myself and stuffs to the airport on the 19th next month, i dont hope for anything more but to just return safely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh good thing, payday is finally here and it also signifies that the time for bill payments here. i owe the bank some money and have yet to clear! guess half of the months allowance will be gone first for now. then the other bank account which holds my debit card hasnt send me the statement. i really wonder how much i spend in hong kong without thinking of the consequences. it wasnt exactly blind shopping or buying, its the feeling that you will buy without any regrets because its different, comfortable and trendy. homegrown brands are different there unlike singapore where local labels are so expensive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just added a player to my blog because i feel that its good to share my favourite music. yet to add in more but i will when i manage to find them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its time to make my leave. i should go pack my stuffs for book in later and watch the show on tv. the weathers getting humid and it hasnt rain for quite sometime, always at the wrong time actually. anyway, tomorrows going to be a tough day again. to get thrown to the floor and getting sore all over. till then, laters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-9075168576584044606?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/9075168576584044606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=9075168576584044606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/9075168576584044606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/9075168576584044606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/09/marley-and-me.html' title='marley and me'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2405973462860687828</id><published>2009-08-31T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:43:56.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoot me. Be my paparazzi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wont be continuing with the previous entry on my hong kong trip. have been down with a terrible major big business - very very sick. i guess this is by far the worst illness i get in my army history. prior to all that, the worst was chicken pox when i was in secondary two and i remember i missed so many lessons and it was a disgusting few weeks. anyways, i was sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it all started well that week until i ate the cookhouse food, i believe. i vomitted when i returned to camp that very night despite the fact that i called in to say i will get an mc the next morning. i didnt wanna go through all the hassle of getting to tan tock seng just to see the doctor and getting an mc. little did i know that i would end up in sick bay that very night! ahhaha was admitted to the little sickbay which looked pretty haunted and infested with lizards from the wild. haha i could hear the sounds lor, kns! the drip they gave me was terrible, i got poked twice and i seriously DO NOT trust the skills of the medics in the army man. ive lost faith in them! haha the little two recovering scars on the arms are the proof to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then on thursday while i was performing my duty, i fell sick and this time with a fever. nothing good returns for all the late nights ive been through and "route marches" ive done in hong kong. blame myself for not taking care la i can say. okay got five days mc which was something i think is a joyous occasion but it didnt feel good la. the thought of swallowing the medicine is horrible and every thing you eat is tasteless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sort of recovered now just left with flu and cough. i hope once this is over, it will be over for a long long time before i get the next wave of sickness. its good to fall sick once in awhile cos its really time you tell yourself to rest and just rest, do nothing and wait for things to happen and to come to you. haha not really that la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;met up with pat for singing yesterday. i thought it was already very loud but pat told me i was very soft. its okay man! really thank her for sacrificing herself by exposing herself to someone whos sick and i hope she doesnt get any germs from me. i gave her all the lychees, pineapples and almost all the chips. despite that i still went to buy the fried chives and wanted to eat the goreng pisang! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my whole family is down with either fever, cough or flu or everything. sigh, but all on the way to recovery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i didnt want to waste my time away this couple of days and i quite wanted to go down town. then i thought to myself how much money do i have left in my "indulging pocket" for this month? haha nothing lor, i spent every single cent on it in hong kong buying so many clothes. then i thought i could visit my friends at mandarin but it might be new faces everywhere and even so, they may not have much time to entertain me. so leave it for next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its quite a random entry. oh yes... i watched the music video of lady gaga's paparazzi, i really love it though her attires werent that so nice and the starting gets abit too draggy but its good and creative! btw hong kong seems to be in love with lady gaga, its her song everywhere you go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mid autumn is not here yet but i have already eaten mooncake. pat your snowskin mooncakes, get your friends to finish up for you! hahaha, i shall finish up my own mini egg custard mooncake i bought from hong kong at the peninsula hotel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;got to go read my 8days. quite a few issues to finish up! hahaha... laters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2405973462860687828?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2405973462860687828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2405973462860687828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2405973462860687828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2405973462860687828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/08/shoot-me-be-my-paparazzi.html' title='Shoot me. Be my paparazzi.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1114824004942895205</id><published>2009-08-23T02:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:03:49.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live it. definitely loving it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by the time you read this, i should already be in camp weeping my way through the night and recalling the happy times i spent back last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well well, just returned from yet another fabulous trip to hong kong. this month can be called the most expensive time i had. a kickstart of the month, i spent a weekend getaway with my family at the ritz-carlton hotel watching the national day preview from the huge window overlooking the marina bay floating platform. it was a good deal i should say, the team at the hotel was wonderful too! then the short little enjoyment ended and back to the horrendous place for two weeks of which i spent the lovely national day doing duty, guarding the camp. then later that week more came because i just wanted to pull through the month with all the duties and finish it up so that i can set my mind at ease before i go for yet another wonderful place. this time i really mean it and here i jet set to HONG KONG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the most frequented place in my life and having said that, i guess its over ten times now since my maiden trip to this place in primary one. all i could remember was the place being very dirty and very poor service. people were rude and they walk as if they have wheels on their heels. like everyone else, we've grown up and the country has changed and seeing it change from a british colony to a china special administrative region, you see lesser angmohs and more mainlanders. easily you'll be able to recognise them: cutting queues, speaking very loudly, shouting across the crowds, special dress sense and/or carrying bags of luxury labels (amongst them LV, Prada with LV being the hottest label). cant believe right? its as though they strike lottery every single weekend man! would love to have that kind of life! hahaha... lucky young chinese kids will be showered with branded everyday lor. oh yes i just read on 8-days about the worst asian travelers and the result? CHINESE from china and indians from india! damn funny la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it was alot of walking and traveling on the mtr. we visited the usual places for shopping like central, causeway bay, tst, jordan, mongkok, tung chung etc. we covered as much as we could on the shopping list and tasted as much food as we can everyday. it was a feast almost every meal, excluding tea breaks so sometimes we just got to forgo the chance of having good desserts at hui lau shan. many funny things happened during the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i visited my friend who is working at W hotel. damn impressive and i really love that wonderland, if you have a chance to stay there please do as i strongly recommend! it was very nice of him to bring me for a little tour despite his work and i sort of had to rush for a dinner with my moms friend. photos will be up soon, in my facebook too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this time we had some extra time and went ahead with our pre-planned macau trip. okay it was a fruitful one cos we visited the other side of this former portugese-colony. the previous time, we merely made a visit to the famous venetian resort and was stucked there the whole day, partly because it was too big to explore and cotai strip itself is still in development, even till today. so this time we went to tour around the shops and attraction such as the ruins of st. paul's cathedral. its like a sauna there, the air was very stale and the sun was burning hot. we bought the local products and portugese eggtarts. photos will be up soon! we made a visit to another casino resort - wynn macau which is damn chi-chi. you could only imagine atas people will ever make a visit there. my god! hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to be continued... "Live it. Definitely Loving it. Part II"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1114824004942895205?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1114824004942895205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1114824004942895205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1114824004942895205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1114824004942895205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/08/live-it-definitely-loving-it.html' title='live it. definitely loving it.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6760202494220545667</id><published>2009-08-02T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:36:35.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;definitely a good weekend despite not having enough sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i felt i traveled into another world, really...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nvm something minor just spoilt the mood. why the heck does the week end like that now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i shall close the world to myself and recall the good weekend i had. be selfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6760202494220545667?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6760202494220545667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=6760202494220545667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6760202494220545667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6760202494220545667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-dreams.html' title='sweet dreams'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6163535162731375669</id><published>2009-07-26T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:31:07.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i run along the orchard road</title><content type='html'>another weekend just ended like that. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so what will be happening for the coming weeks? answer: duties, one after another. im starting to get immuned to it, as if i signed extras for all the sins ive done. the number of regimental duties i get is what others will probably get punished for their wrongdoings. theres nothing i can say to voice out, no appropriate channel for people like me to feedback. well i guess thats what the way life will be till i end my service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this weekend was good i should say. friday was shitty though but given the half-day off sort of compensated for everything. i felt very grumpy the whole morning because i had to wake up at freaking 3.30 in the morning to prepare for set-off! the slow journey took about an hour to reach ecp and by the time i reach, i could feel the zzz-monster breaking in. the run ended pretty soon while i was slacking around, trying very hard to figure out how a professional camera functions. i have no idea how to operate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;met up with my coursemates on saturday after the ecp run, organised for the competitive runners. im dead, my legs arent listening to the command. hahaha the engine seems dead and i guess sooner or later, the situation may worsen. we shall see. late lunch at the old-school nydc, i remember it as one of the hottest place to eat during the sec school days. back then marche and nydc were super hip. anyways, the potato salad was disappointing and i have no clue what im eating. sometimes theres chunks of potato cubes then sometimes theres bits of egg. wth? guess starbucks prepares it better =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ion orchard was terrible. like any other singaporeans, we took the opportunity to explore but to no avail, the experience was spoilt by the sardine-packed crowd. take for example when vivocity and changi airport terminal 3 first had its soft-opening, its just that crowded. the people are trying on new brand labels, taking free samples and queuing up for the latest food joint. its so so stupid. they aren't a single bit shameful? i mean whats the point of getting all so excited about the new mall when you know that it will be there and just THERE? i very much wanted to get out of the place and we did. everywheres so crowded, its impressive but the crowd - NO NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we headed off to some other less-crowded places like... OC (orchard central) which is disappointing haha... huge mall but little stuffs, its either they are trying to waste the space or the shops are still not ready for opening. whatever it is the aircon there is damn shiok, i cooled down immediately just ten steps into the mall. besides that nothing so good to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we walked around and dinner at din tai fung. super good, i love the chili crab dumplings! guess the last time i had steamed dumpling was 3 years ago or more, cant remember. thereafter was a session at the balcony. the places disappointing la, haha aircon was terrible and the service was upsetting because i always thought the place is good and only until i went there with my friends once and now another time did i realise that its not so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright i shall update soon again. duty on friday till saturday morning then ill be checking in to ritz-carlton for the weekend! looking forward to it because the coming week will be hectic and filled with duties. heck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;laters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6163535162731375669?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6163535162731375669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=6163535162731375669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6163535162731375669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6163535162731375669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-run-along-orchard-road.html' title='i run along the orchard road'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2161676166223905960</id><published>2009-07-19T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:03:30.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i stand no where.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this weekend was supposed to be something id really enjoy getting by. to have an off day on friday after the ecp run and hanging around with my friends after that, then meeting up with my ex-coursemates on saturday for the play was fantastic! i havent really enjoy myself so much since my block leave. it was the moment i could just be natural and laughing out loud, thinking of nothing but enjoyment every second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;however on the way back home, i felt terrible. its almost a habit for me to think of what ive done over the week; self-reflection, i should say. i didnt know why but i felt very very upset. why? i really dont wish to elaborate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just feel like sometimes people got to be selfish. have i been too nice to people? probably. have i been too accommodating that it ended up as lowering myself? maybe. or is it because of all the things ive done (ie. insults, criticise etc.) and now its just karma? most probably. perhaps its time i should change to be someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now that i realise too many a time, ive been wearing that mask on my face to be an extremely nice and easy-going person. it shouldnt be that case, ive been away from the hotel business for so long and there isnt a need to make true friends in my current unit. the only last time i made real friends was when i did my training in AI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sad to say, it has now even extended to my family. yes, my family. sometimes life got to be selfish for someone. why am i making myself so miserable to the state that sometimes, i just got to keep everything to myself with no one to share? my problems, how i feel. nobody wants to listen, nobody wants to bother. (pat, please dont tell anyone about this. i guess the people whom i can confide is only left with you and maybe kwang, who will be enlisting soon and be facing more problems than me). i thank myself and whoever for providing me with such a big heart and emotional bucket to collect all the things up, its as if infinity. im really grateful but why now, i feel the explosion happening in there? if only i can find a huge empty space, i really wish i can just shout out loud and let everything go. completely nothing to do with relationships, its just some issues which i dont feel so good over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no one can understand me because i dont want to share and dont wish to share. everyone in the whole freaking world is selfish. i want to be more selfish than them. ive learnt that through this one good reason. i dont want to be so nice anymore. i have the right to do things i want, even simple things like not picking up phone calls from anyone. i dont want to be nice anymore, accepting all sorts of vulgarities, insults and scoldings from anyone without getting back. i swear i'll never be nice anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2161676166223905960?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2161676166223905960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2161676166223905960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2161676166223905960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2161676166223905960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-stand-no-where.html' title='i stand no where.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-4526389384199283041</id><published>2009-07-06T23:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:48:12.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dream of a shopaholic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;indeed, ive been feeling rather emotional for the past couple of days. ive been talking to myself? checked, i think ive been doing that. perhaps for some sort of self-reflection to sort things out myself. now did i realise that sometimes im just not leading the kind of life i want to live. its so different and the people around you makes it such an annoying place to live in. yes my family and friends have been playing a huge part and im thankful for that. but why am i unhappy, like now? alot of question marks are going through my mind now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but what can i do? ive been trying to avoid things i shouldnt do really hard. sometimes a fall can help one amend his/her mistakes, not committing anymore and i really hope i can be just like that, remember it once and forever. i dont wanna be a culprit myself, ending up making myself feel so sad and depressed. oh talking about it, i havent cried for a real long time. maybe the only time i cried was to cry myself to sleep or in my dreams. well... not that i can remember of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today was finally the day i decided to make use of my day to go out. i thought i was a shopaholic. i thought i am a shopaholic but many other reasons restricted me from doing so. im saving all up for hong kong and switz trip. my friend asked me for vietnam trip, i was like "huh? erm but i dont have any more leave left." what to do? its either i forgo one or i choose to take it all. well the latter sounds a whole lot better but where am i going to dig up money and leave? if only im entitled to 21 days, my life will be in the world of cadbury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;met up with my cousin for town. rather good weather but the later part, just like the rain drenched everything. i introduced him to AMBUSH (yes, pat if you are reading this, im still waiting for you to meet up with me for ambush!). it was good, i really like the pasta there. hahaha.. satisfied man! then i bought royce chocs, as usual this a supplement for me over the weekend when im home. i cant leave without snacks! then we walked around and i thought it should be time for me to upgrade my ipod. the memorys full and theres some screen defect, so im planning to get an itouch. good deals for the great singapore sale so... thursday we shall see after i seek my moms opinion. btw, ishop at cineleisure seems to be closing down. theres no stock left and the sales team is like shit, real shit. they can spend the time chatting with one another instead of entertaining a potential customer like me! hahaha im kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we headed over to heeren only to realise that the place has died down so much. we used to see so many students in uniform walking around town like theres no more school ever again. but today, its empty, blank, almost nothing only the clothes hanging! probably marche moved out and the many changes on going around, im not sure but i do miss the crowded days at heeren. all the students from raffles, st andrews, ac and blahblah just all the good schools around town, the students are gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finally bought the tickets to watch the play at national library. im looking forward to not just the play but also meeting up with my former coursemates. i miss them, not thoroughly but i miss them as much as i miss going to japan again! anyways, its all settled man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a visit to the new mall orchard central was good. its a different mall with different concept, more or less predicting that they will sell the same kinda stuffs but i think the environment makes a lot of difference in the shopping experience. im amazed by how different it looks, so my next target shall be... shopping at the new mall when it all opens. then came to me the good deal of the itouch. hahaha... thursday shall be the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thickskinned enough, okay im not because im god damn serious about this. i walked into bulgari after several thoughts. its just me, i dont give a shit the way i dress or whatsoever. i want to help the children, the poor children somewhere around the world. i want to do charity like how i will help when the need arises like the sichuan earthquake. the jewellery is omg!!! i laid my fingers on it shamelessly. the salesgirl looked at me like i can never afford but planning to plot a robbery. its just very delicate, very very nice for its helping the charity, why not? my next pay comes, im definitely putting it in my wishlist! at least to get it by the end of this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;raining didnt stop my mood for more shopping. i did window more than real shopping because im going to save up remember? i waited for taxi at ngee ann city for half an hour! the queue was so long which reminded me of people queuing to get the hello kitties at mcdonalds. oh well... i finally gotten one and cabbed down to st regis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing else can awe me as much as this hotel. hahaha the moment i step off from the cab, i was greeted by the doorman who was dressed smartly in white. the next thing that greeted me was the circular glass-bubble with huge crystal chandelier hanging from above. next i paraded to the main lobby, seriously the exaggerated decors are like super luxury! really the nicest hotels ive seen in singapore which are either the ritz or the fullerton, now comes this, it made me think ive just stepped into another world. the service was very very good, they go the extra mile to do everything for you. its very much like how ritz-carlton singapore used to be. the feeling came, it makes me feel like checking in to the hotel and stay there forever. MAKE IT MY HOME! but the thought vanished after i looked at the time on my phone. =( i left after i settled my stuffs and headed to buy my cheesecake from the hilton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then i made my way home, walking pass crowds after crowds. and again, ion orchard caught my attention! hahaha, i didnt fall down this time and run away! went home happily without worries. i was just so happy that ive gotten almost what i wanted in my shopping list for today, besides the itouch. it was very very tempting but i got to pull back my hands and shutting up my mouth from telling the sales staff that i want to bring home one. the urge is just complete madness, i think ive been depriving myself from town and buying lately hence resulting in this. sigh, just hope hong kong trip can heal everything and my desire to buy new stuffs. payday is coming too so that of course gives me another reason to buy. dont know why i have this kind of mentality, im sick in the mind. probably this is the only way i can cheer myself up, makes things better so that i wont fall into depression and feel emotional suddenly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its time for me to sleep! another round of suffering and torturing night, plus its a combo as i will be put in charge. im dead sure i will screw things up big time for myself and the others. please forgive me but i will try my best. weekend gone this week with duty also. SIAN! thank goodness the later weekends will be good ones, i should start plans with my friends! ive been flying many b777-300 to one of my friends. its time i should make it up for him, i feel really really bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-4526389384199283041?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/4526389384199283041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=4526389384199283041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4526389384199283041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4526389384199283041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dream-of-shopaholic.html' title='I dream of a shopaholic!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8944189972171620838</id><published>2009-07-04T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:13:04.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired, I'm just too tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;have been trying to catch up with shows online. its damn sian and i know that my eyes will go blind one day if i were to continue this. theres just too much to watch but too little time. it seems like im going to just waste this weekend like that. oh how lovely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just finished three duties this week, its super tiring! ive never felt like this before - emotional and tired. sometimes images of the past just flash back and im thinking, what the heck am i doing? resulting in many mistakes done. actually im all prepared for punishments coming to me real soon but the fear of it makes me feel that i shouldnt have done it. aiya, i dont even know what im talking about. im just tired, its nothing to do with anyone. my friend asked me what happened. its nothing since its already over so i find it pointless to talk about it. sometimes its only at that point of time that you feel like you are about to go into depression but the next day, you feel nothing so bad about it. its you know, a brand new day so everything yesterday goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so what happened since i disappeared from my blog? ive been trying to update here but i dont like to type long stories so i decided to cut real short and update on twitter. its good that way also la. my brain is dying soon, even before i ord i believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway like ive always been saying nothing unusual happen. its all about camp, army and stuffs like that. only thing was attending the saf day parade at safti. good experience but the seating was terrible. my butt was aching like hell but it was enjoyable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;going to be on break this week. tomorrow shall start my leave, then doing guard on tuesday till wednesday morning, then leave again till friday when i got to train for the marathon. i hate it, i hate running - serious. i doubt i can ever run like before cos my right leg hurts so differently i feel like chopping it away. whatever it is, just go and see how. its good to take a break but there goes my innocent leave man! im trying to save up leaves for holiday trips but i ended up with nothing left for the remaining months. how great! my august trip takes up 5 days, then year end trip takes up another 5. how? i dont know actually, just see if i can get some off-days or if my superior is kind enough to offer me with special privileges to go on a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;btw i cant believe i sat facing the comp in the office thinking of not nothing but many things. i thought of my trainee days which was something i would love to go back to. basically i dont have friends i can really hang out with in my current unit. the feeling sucks. each word that you say, youve got to be really careful in case you offend someone. and if people were to come to you, you just keep quiet and listen or you just take up the deal. well sometimes i do reject but do i have a choice? it sucks to be there sometimes with no one whom you can depend on. that makes/forces you to be firm an independent which i think i cant. terrible feeling, then all i can do is to stay emo the whole damn day until someone actually makes things better. sigh just how long can i hold on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;planning to go town and have a walk alone tomorrow. theres nothing to shop even though its the gss. haha i always thought gss was some big thing but its all... well but just a way to make people spend on expensive stuffs. i wanna get itouch, my ipods memory full and i think its time to change. i dont even know how much i have in my bank right now. sian... i got to save up for my hong kong and year end trip... my friends will be in switzerland so im planning this year end. the dates are all set, airtickets checked, hotels should be alright then money shouldnt be a problem since there wouldnt be much shopping to do there unless we travel to paris or something to add on to the itinerary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yes, the guard duty i did on friday was good. should be one of the best ive done so far plus the officer cadets were damn good unlike the men. it was no doubt a shitty night but i enjoyed the company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8944189972171620838?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8944189972171620838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8944189972171620838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8944189972171620838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8944189972171620838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired-im-just-too-tired.html' title='Tired, I&apos;m just too tired...'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-4754469934453865828</id><published>2009-06-20T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:13:41.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh what a weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sadly, i got to report back to camp tonight for sunday's guard duty. i shall update when i return on monday or next weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;till then, goodnight to everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-4754469934453865828?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/4754469934453865828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=4754469934453865828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4754469934453865828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4754469934453865828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-what-weekend.html' title='oh what a weekend...'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8994780380785426481</id><published>2009-06-07T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:16:24.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th Year</title><content type='html'>just when i finished typing my last entry, i remember this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was told to fill up a form for security clearance for a pass and then i needed two referees. with not many people in my army phones contact list i decided to actually do something. and basically most of the saved contacts are my army friends whom i know them for less than a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i called up my cousin pat who is working very hard in her office. asked her for details and blahblah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then came this "Number of Years Known"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20 YEARS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8994780380785426481?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8994780380785426481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8994780380785426481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8994780380785426481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8994780380785426481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/06/20th-year.html' title='20th Year'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1516400662678220073</id><published>2009-06-07T01:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:03:13.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dont know how to start off with this entry actually. id prefer speaking it out than to blog it, thinking of the best words in the world to describe how i am feeling right now. haha of course its nothing to do with relationships since ive always been single and i think i will become a monk one day la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;being in the new unit is still something very very new. the whole experience and all, im really not used to it. its now as if im living alone, doing my own things and basically, i have to be very "independent" to a certain extent. im not sure if this is what i will be facing in the next one year but seriously, the feeling is quite horrible. ive been messaging my friends and calling them many times to actually find something to do. perhaps right now, im still new so there isnt much things for me to do. the stress you get just by sitting in the office and reading newspaper or some newsletter is just... unbelievable. its like almost every now and then, you're being watched and at any time, anyone who isnt in a good mood seeing you doing something like that, they may even plan to chop off your head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still miss those trainee days very much. even though endless shit and erm.. basically no control over any thing yet, you have the best company. now its so quiet around me, even when i walk around the camp, its just myself. hahaha... i think i might just contract autism one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as usual, nothing much over the week. everything seems new and weird. still trying my best to adapt to it and staying low profile. im not going to make many friends and neither enemies. i just want to remain as it is la. i dont know what to say actually, its just so different. rather stressful when days pass by i guess, thats what i feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i want to watch stef sun's concert! pat if you are reading this, please tell me how? haha we need to advise each other! you can go for both stef sun and mayday since you are so rich. you always say you are poor but when the day comes, money will just pop out from nowhere and you'll have money to pay. so dont worry pat! we shall go together since we are there to most importantly listen to her songs. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thats all for today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1516400662678220073?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1516400662678220073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1516400662678220073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1516400662678220073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1516400662678220073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/06/complicated.html' title='Complicated'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-642896801780955134</id><published>2009-05-30T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:37:14.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenage Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i think i failed badly as a blogger la. i used to think that i can as great a blogger as, lets say errr.. people like xiaxue or something but now that each time i login to my account right, the freaking dashboard tells me i only have about 690 entries till date. its very sad to see this figure appearing every time i login and realising that i have been blogging since my sec4 days. oh my... this is really very sad la. i mean if i were to blog religiously like how i did i sec 4 or the first year in shatec right, i think all my naggy stories can come up with a few series of storybook collection lor. anyways, i guess the good thing is that ive been trying very hard to keep it going on despite the fact that i can only blog a maximum of one or two entries weekly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i decided to join twitter, thinking that yah its an easier way to update and if i really dont have the mood to type long horrendous entries right, i can cut everything into limited entries. who knows, i havent been updating my twitter since two or three weeks ago. now i think the short entries dont even appear in my blog. sigh, i cant handle so many for goodness sake. we shall see how long can i last la. at most the server will just close down my account lor and i will create a new one again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was out yesterday with my sergeant and friend last night. i almost died halfway because i was damn sleepy. if you were to let me lie down somewhere, i'd probably sleep till the next day la. it wasnt anything physically tiring, i think its the information overload because of the course. so much to absorb within a day, i think my brain cant function that well. somemore certain topics are so boring, i can go into lala land the trainer starts his first sentence. its just that bored sometimes, hence i started messaging people and it was a marathon la. i think if i were to continue doing that for one whole month, i will have to answer for my phone bills. i always call and its always at the wrong time. oh well... im chatty as all of your know so we shall see. wednesday's doomsday will be the worse experience ever. oh yes, i was talking about last night. i came back home at almost 5 in the morning. the journey back home was never ending. cab fare was huge, i could have bought one bulgari ring. haha no la, im exaggerating. we drank and i stopped because it was so bloating. it was a fun night though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sian thing is arriving soon - wednesday. i just really pray hard that it will be something i can live happily for the next one year plus. i dont want to suffer in pain silently la. hahaha its very sad to know that you're all alone there (well, not exactly there are other people there also), just that its people whom im not close to at all accompanying me. like ive always said i dont really like the friend-making process. its a painful experience when there isnt a need to. i like making friends, in the sense of knowing new people and perhaps broadening my circle of friends since my current group of friends has started diminishing since early this year. so i thought maybe i should broaden it but it has got to be the right people la. sometimes you just cant click with who and who. no common topic then byebye lor. i mean afterall, you're going to keep in touch, more or less la, with the person but if theres nothing you can talk about then whats the point right? okay i dont know what im trying to say but yah, it really depends on the kind of people im meeting la. that doesnt mean im unfriendly la of course. i am but it depends on who the person is still. my army friends think im a frequent clubber. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? i dont look like one. hahaha its funny, really funny. i havent been clubbing since i left meritus coming a year ago. so.. ive withdrew myself from the late nights long back. i am seriously not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright i think i should make a move now from my blog. nothing more to say already. hahaha till then i'll update whenever possible. i know nobodys reading la so i dont give a damn also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-642896801780955134?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/642896801780955134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=642896801780955134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/642896801780955134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/642896801780955134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/05/teenage-life.html' title='Teenage Life'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1450549344528881558</id><published>2009-05-28T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:04:35.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how many apples do i have now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hooray to whatever im doing now because i get to stayout for this one week till next tuesday! (thanks for the course that im attending right now) wednesday will be my doomsday because i will be reporting back to my own camp and get myself prepared for new things. i am seriously not looking forward to it at all, yes not a single bit la. i dread the feeling of adapting to new environment and getting to know people all over again. its an opera show when you have to put on a mask first then start revealing who you really are. its just that that i hate doing most. i dont want to create any impression as a good, kind and obedient soldier. i just want to be myself for who i really am and whatever la, i just want to remain as low-profile as possible for this once. i managed to at the start of my couse in AI, but i dont know why i ended up being one of the few "famous/infamous" people. heck it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;new chapter begins with my new unit at 23sa, at the same camp. thank goodness its the same place which is near my house but the thought that it will be with a different group of people makes me sick. like ive said, im tired of those friends-making session la. im not a socialite what, why the hell they always split us up over and over again. anyways, this also meant that ive passed out successfully as a third sergeant in the armed forces. im happy that this is something ive managed to achieve so far in the army, though knowing very well that i wont excel nor will i chiong for my life. i will just do my best and not hurt myself just to get awards and create impressions. last weeks parade was super fun, guess it was better than bmt's. i wont be posting up any photos but if you are really interested to see them, find them in my facebook account then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my right thumb is very painful now. bet its the messaging ive been doing since monday. either updating myself with my friends or gossiping about things with my friends. i know its not right to do so during lecture times but its really very boring sometimes. i didnt sleep, i really didnt. i merely looked somewhere else, stare into space but my ears are still listening to what they've got to say. but whatever it is right, it sort of made me understand more on what ive been doing since my bmt days la. if not, i think i could have just done it blindly until the day i ord from army service. oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing much la, just getting upset over my new posting, my mind hanging in suspense on whats next for me and many many other things. life was supposedly getting sweeter and better but i really start to not believe in this. what to do? im going to carry on with it for the next one year plus before i can sayonara to it. plus im the only one there, i dont know if i can handle it with the rest of them who are totally new and dont even know a single bit about them. hence i shall conclude that at any time, i might just go into depression. joking la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay im going to end here. tomorrows going to be a short day i hope. then weekends! oh so enjoyable. time passes during your slackest time. i know this entry is very random but all i can think of ending this entry is, i have only three apples left in my pocket. i used to have ten in bmt but its starting to decrease day by day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1450549344528881558?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1450549344528881558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1450549344528881558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1450549344528881558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1450549344528881558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-many-apples-do-i-have-now.html' title='how many apples do i have now?'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-7152634530398357859</id><published>2009-05-17T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:10:10.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just came back from haircut. its been such a long time since ive been back to the 10minutes express cut service at cwp. anyway the beginning of the trip was damn embarassing. i boarded the bus without realising that i didnt bring my ezlink card so i tapped and tapped. other commuters were behind me waiting to board the bus, so i jammed the entrance and yah later left with embarassment. pretended to open up my cardholder to see if its really not there. checked, it wasnt. then i walked back home to get it. when i reached my life lobby's glassdoor, i started scanning the access card. to no avail, there wasnt any beeping sound. so i opened up my cardholder again and see. checked, it wasnt there. thank god my mom was at home to pick up the intercom, otherwise i will have to sit at the lobby till someone opens the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, the story hasnt ended yet. i reached woodlands interchange, thinking that its time for me to top up my ezlink card. went to the machine and tried straining my eyes to look at the screen. it was super blur plus the reflection, i couldnt see well. done everything and left. oh shit, i left my debit card in the machine slot. okay it wasnt entirely my fault because i thought we were supposed to insert and remove the card. but the machine requires the card to stay in there until the transaction ends. oh well, i turned back immediately and this lady got a shock because i think frightened her. im damn blur, dont know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay enough of it la. its been the longest time since i committed such stupid mistakes, being blur and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing much over the weekend because i was home the whole of saturday and today. damn sian because i will get to know my new posting = new environment = new rules = new friends. i hate doing this over and over again. i hate making friends all over again, seriously. its almost like back to the day you work in a new place or the day you enlist into army. one blur bird, not knowing what to do. sigh i just hope things will be well for me la. theres really nothing i can do to my posting right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now im already starting thinking of my year end holiday and my bday celebration. im not too sure if there will be a big bash since i was thinking of having my holiday during the week my bday falls on. anyway there are too many things that im uncertain of and plus if i were to plan everything nicely, army comes and spoil it, theres nothing i can do right? only thing is i got to either push away the plans to some other time or to cancel it. 21st birthday to me, is nothing. its just another year that will pass by and you still lead your life normally. its perhaps the bonding sessions you get with your long lost friends, friends, family and everyone whom you've invited. but i guess i prefer making it something simple. i dont like elaborate stuffs, partly because its very troublesome and involves so many people, things and etc. i dont want to trouble anyone, including myself. the coordination and the day itself, i guess i will make a very poor host. i dont know. anyway, theres still quite sometime to go so we shall see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright thats about it and i will return on friday with a new rank on my uniform. glad that its finally over and whatever ive done will be represented by the uniform in the army. thats all folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-7152634530398357859?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/7152634530398357859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=7152634530398357859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7152634530398357859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7152634530398357859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/05/haircut.html' title='Haircut'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2751066332960400354</id><published>2009-05-10T18:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:20:50.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Week. A Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/Sga4FYw8RXI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nbPtOxZ8UFM/s1600-h/intercontinental+singapore+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334153211353515378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/Sga4FYw8RXI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nbPtOxZ8UFM/s320/intercontinental+singapore+sign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334148304702460386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SgaznyEK0eI/AAAAAAAAAvU/0Znj3HOpXXE/s320/intercontinental+olive+tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/Sgazn698hNI/AAAAAAAAAvM/fbouFnDtIn0/s1600-h/intercontinental+cub+lounge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334148307092276434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/Sgazn698hNI/AAAAAAAAAvM/fbouFnDtIn0/s320/intercontinental+cub+lounge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;back for an update before booking in and slogging my ass off for the final field camp coming on tuesday and ending on thursday. its going to be an assessment, probably to see how well we perform but i really see no point in having to do so. reason being: we have been assessed to many times and each time, it doesnt seem to make any difference. even so i dont know why we have to be so well-versed in everything but then im quite certain that it may or may not be something that we will be doing for the remaining days in army. but anyway, i shall just make do with it for now and hopefully this and the coming week can pass by smoothly and then i will pass out successfully from this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;booked out on thursday late-night at 2200hours because i was one of those who failed one of the last tests. it was a good retest i guess because it made me understand alot better about the theory and practical stuffs of survey. sometimes things just have to be like that to make me, okay, to make us learn. just say im lucky enough to pass the previous tests and escape from the weekends retests la. we could have left earlier but because of the rear-gate timing, we waited and waited and at the same time, pack our stuffs slowly lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;met up with my coursemates to sew the rank on friday. really good to hang out with this bunch of people! lunched at the army market's hawker centre. none of us were sure where the exact location is, so we made one big round before reaching. and where? its the place opposite golden mile, what the hell right? anyway, we went off after getting things done and headed off to suntec city. weather was freaking hot that day, couldnt tahan at all. somemore we walked all the way from lavender to suntec because there was only one stupid bus service and the nearest stop is opposite raffles hotel. bought some stuffs home and cabbed back with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;dinner at outback steakhouse, damn fun. we spent almost the entire evening there la but because two had to leave earlier to meet their other friends, we left pretty early at around close to 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;yesterday was mother's day celebration. we had a hard time deciding where to go because we knew it would be crowded everywhere. initially was sushi tei but we know the place will be very very crowded so we struck it off the list. made a list of places to eat and checked out, we finally settled for olive tree at intercontinental. haha, the place serves unexpectedly good food even though there wasnt much variety and i read somewhere that they just switched from mediterranean cuisine to international. their desserts were good, especially the opera cake and the bread&amp;amp;butter pudding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;nothing much today, just trying to catch up with tv shows online, especially ai jiu zai yi qi and paris hilton's new bff. thats about it for this week i guess. hahah not much mood to blog also because the weather is so hot and the laptop's brightness is too bright! till then, seeya! and oh, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all mothers!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2751066332960400354?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2751066332960400354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2751066332960400354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2751066332960400354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2751066332960400354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-week-happy-mom.html' title='A Happy Week. A Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/Sga4FYw8RXI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nbPtOxZ8UFM/s72-c/intercontinental+singapore+sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1642100177421812687</id><published>2009-05-03T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:31:17.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four days just passed.</title><content type='html'>ahhh thinking that it wouldnt be that fast but its here again! four days of enjoyment over and now, there's just nothing much i can look forward to because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BOOK IN DAY, yet again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1642100177421812687?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1642100177421812687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1642100177421812687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1642100177421812687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1642100177421812687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/05/four-days-just-passed.html' title='Four days just passed.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1906815883671449842</id><published>2009-05-01T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:59:34.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bow Wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sigh, just came back not long ago from shopping and i think i really spent too much. i think ive never enjoyed so much with my friends since i went to this course. unexpectedly we could hang out for so long and have so much fun. oh yes, that included a "guest" who joined us - one of our sergeants. he came shortly after his interview at smu and yah, it was weird initially but the conversation we had was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lunch was finally at the agreed crawford lane's famous bah chor mee. yes my all-time favourite since i first tried it many many years back when i was a kid at marina square's old food court. well, if you remember where it used to be last time. anyways, the nine of us (including the sergeant) ate the mee and the western food. to my surprise, the mee maintained its standard and the western food was worth every cent with such huge serving and the chicken is so tender! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our initial plan was not followed la because we thought it wouldnt be very fun watching movie and then some of them didnt want to take the flyer, in hope to take it with someone they love. haha lame but yah, so we changed our plan and went walking around instead. actually we went to check out the movies at cineleisure and discussed for a damn long time but came out with nothing. i gave up because the movies were either too boring or someone already watched it. nvm about that or otherwise i wouldnt have enjoyed such a fruitful day. haha... my buys are very scary i think when its just within a day and its only a few items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;basically we went to most malls along orchard and thats what ive gotten:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- 2 pairs of earphone pads from club21 i shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- 1 tee from mooks (okay this is a very good deal thats why)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- 1 mechanical pencil from kino (someone stole mine when i was at camps comp lab!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- 1 bottle of shower gel from molton brown (super nice!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- 1 slice of cheesecake from bakerzin (my weekly indulgence)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- meal at thaiexpress (my all-time favourite dining place)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- drink at tcc (r&amp;amp;r with friends)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;really i dont know what ive actually spent on but the decrease in the bank account is burning a big hole itself. im helping to improve the current economic situation but i dont think im helping myself and my bank account. anyway i dont care la since the payday will come in soon. hahah.. its really been a long time since i last spent that much within a day. its scary! didnt know my friends also join in and spent like theres endless supply of cash in their account too. oh, good shopping buddies they make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;of course there were alot more things i want to buy and really wish i can buy but forget it la. i think i should wait till sometime when i think im financially ready to crazyshop again. and also i want to get the high society cds from that cd shop. they are really good man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay la i think i shall just stop here and update again. im tired from walking around and worrying about my bank account. i think i must save and scrimp and then think thrice before buying anything from now onwards. im crazy already. bow wow to long weekends, thank you very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1906815883671449842?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1906815883671449842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HAHA... to make my life easier sometimes (as always), ive joined twitter so that i can give quick thoughts rather than gathering it all and flooding everything in one blog entry. so, follow me on twitter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-5830627686505053605?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/5830627686505053605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=5830627686505053605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5830627686505053605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5830627686505053605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-twitter.html' title='On Twitter!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8703031898865355207</id><published>2009-04-29T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:01:21.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the urge to blog has been destroyed by the power of my comp getting totally corrupted by too many applications, causing it to hang terribly each time i want to login to my msn, check emails and blog. sometimes i got this urge to search for something or to click on an attractive link but once it hangs, i totally forgot about it because i was too engrossed into fixing the goddamn problem. shit this comp since the day i first started blogging. yes thats right, you are right, i have been using the same comp since i started blogging coming five years ago and for your information, i think my current desktop has been with my family for coming 10 years i suppose? i cant remember la but its been here since the day my sister went poly and i went secondary school. however the monitor is not the big screen shit, we've managed to upgrade it by switching to a lcd screen. sigh, i just told my mom that i really want to replace this old shit of mine and probably use the laptop at home forever. saves space and infinite memory space!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hence all of the above caused me to not blog religiously like how i follow up with other people's blogs and reading up on news and gossips. there's just so much to do, especially to read up and understand the never-ending steps to apply for a university. its hectic i guess, if i want to try out overseas school. so many things to submit and many other processes to go through. i wonder if i should start planning now, get help or i'd rather die and beg for a place from them when the time comes. when everyone else has already gone to school, im still at home fighting for my life just for a place in the school. anyways, its pretty sad to see how my other army friends who have already gotten places in local uni. my goodness, im so many steps slower than them! not to worry since right now, no uni is offering whatever i wanna study besides sim which would mean, chances of me going overseas is slightly higher but who knows when will singapore actually plan to open a new uni just for my industry because of the booming tourism and the expensive integrated resorts, right? we'll see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ive been slacking quite abit or rather alot for the last few weeks. other than the usual outfield once every week i think the remaining days were spent either in classrooms or enjoying life away. in fact i think im really lucky to be in this unit even though i know i will sooner or later get posted out. actually i dont wish to get posted out, prefer staying at khatib camp forever and meet familiar faces. pros and cons la of course but its more homely you know. oh well, last friday was national education at sentosa - fort siloso. freaking lame but we went playing at the beach instead. its been so many years since i last stepped onto the soil, okay nvm sand, of that island. its nice but the weathers a bitch. i couldnt really stand the blistering sun that much even though im in the army. sorry to say but my course is just "life enjoyment" to a certain extent. we've got trainings of course but its by far what i see preferred in army la. everytime people ask what we do and once given our reply, the jealousy shows on their faces. okay, sentosa was damn fun i should say, totally unexpected but it was fun. soccer and volleyball, im an idiot to both because its been really long since i last played but nonetheless the running after the volleyball was fun. the warm breeze did help to cool down abit though. anyway it was a quick day la when initially i thought it would take a long long time to end this initially-thought lame outing. aiya, fun times always end alot earlier than tough times. tsk. thereafter we got splitted up and went on with our own activities. and with ours in mind already planned way before the outing, we went marche. very very disappointing experience because marche should now really close down and think of breaking new ideas in order to replace the old one at heeren. the food is not exactly terrible but the variety they offer is full of shit. my all time favourite - boneless chicken which has now been replaced by some kampung chicken, whole chicken somemore and then my waffle with maple syrup topped with ice-cream and charmaine's recommended bananas gone! oh my god, how can this ever happen to marche when this basic stuffs are not offered? back then when marche was still at heeren, i would know what to eat and where to head to but that experience at the new-marche really made me turn round and round searching for food to eat. the calamari rings was also another to be mentioned dish. they have become so huge and thick, the batter is not very nice and whatever it is, it doesnt bring back any single bit of good marche memories la. i dont think i'll ever be going back there for food besides the worthwhile crepe which i ordered. sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shopping around followed and i bought a new gap tee which has the same design as the two i have at home. its comfy and simple so who cares plus it came with a 30 percent discount because FJ was celebrating their anniversary. good deal indeed so lucky me i didnt buy the top at topman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing much over the weekend other than saturday when i drove for the first time to marina square ever since i passed my driving a year plus ago. HAHA... lunched at pan pac's keyaki and we saw this taiwanese makeup artist who appears on the "women first" or something, cant remember the show name. anyway it was a hearty meal at keyaki. went walking around and then to fred perry, so this time i shopped for a new top from the spring/summer 2009 collection which comes with member's 20percent off. hahahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then today got to book out early because of the off-in-lieu for vesak day so long weekend. it wasnt a very fantastic day when i thought it would be in the morning but i spoiled it all. sigh im feeling guilty still, not just to my fellow coursemates but also to one of my sergeants. it would be weird to apologise and i was all-ready to be punished the moment i went down with my friend but... we didnt. he even spoke nicely to us and i was like "what the hell is happening?" unexpected sight la i should say. aiya i think i should go and talk to my sergeant when i see him next week. ive been feeling really bad for whatever ive done because i think ive been very vocal until no one actually believes im from the hospitality and tourism industry and is still interested in pursuing it as a long-term career thing. alamak, its very different one what cos afterall its friends and work, a separate matter of stuff. however i guess one of the greatest achievements so far in my current course is that ive managed to help two persons get gold timing for their 2.4km run today and thats by far what made me really happy today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tomorrow will be another day of enjoyment i hope. meeting my current coursemates for lunch and some other stuffs for the rest of the day. hopefully we'll get to enjoy and not be feeling shitty even after having to see one another for the past almost 72 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;there are so many things i want to do but really when i think about it, do i have a proper time management or is it that i just dont have time to do it? at this point of time, i just pray really hard i can pass out successfully on 22 may and enjoy my remaining days in the army as much as i can. though tons of complaints and rants but i think i enjoy it la. now thinking back, those days in bmt and sispec were good so i guess after the end of this course, i will cherish even more for what life as a trainee is despite the fact that ive always been the lowest life-form in army since the day in enlisted as a chao-recruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright its time to logoff and do something else. shall update again soon! have a great weekend ahead everyone!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8703031898865355207?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8703031898865355207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8703031898865355207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8703031898865355207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8703031898865355207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-stories.html' title='Random stories'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1287021420193305373</id><published>2009-04-12T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:08:56.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;guess the last time we had a long weekend was quite sometime ago? cant remember but this has got to be one of the best! be it during school time, work or even best, when you are serving the army, long weekend is the time when you can enjoy as much as you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it was quite a fast week with our second "field camp" in an aircon room. the best field camp i should say because we could go back to our bunk and wash up! hahaha... thanks to the parade, if not i got to clean myself with wet wipes again then all the heat rash cousins will be invited to my body. nothing much happened over the week, other than the field camp and yah, there was soc training with 3 litres of water on our back! its crazy lor, i could feel the load behind me pulling. lucky i made it through the obstacles la but the timing, im still 9 secs late but its okay. the test will be this coming friday, i hope i can make it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;friday was out with my ex-colleagues at meritus mandarin. had chatterbox chicken rice and hung around there till about 10plus. a pity one of them couldnt join so it was just two of us. haha damn pathetic but those who were at the counter entertained us la. i did quick shopping before meeting my friend at the lobby! i was searching for a new cardholder so that in case my current one dies, i will have a spare one. but then right, i couldnt find one and then i thought i was going to be late for the dinner. who knows, my friend was even later than me lor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;saturday was at home then went out with my parents to jurong point. short trip thus nothing much to elaborate. the place is like causeway point = heartland mall. so many people!!! the things they sell are more or less the same la so... only supermarketed! hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;got the urge to watch confessions of a shopaholic so i went to book tickets online. went to watch alone la of course. i think its not a very bad idea to watch alone, but the downside is right, you cant laugh as loud as you want and with friends, you can! a nice movie that you shouldnt miss la. the way they shout when the sale warehouse open its doors, my goodness! hahaha damn funny lor. after the movie, walked around for awhile and bought some food home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;got to book in later hence again explaining the sian-ness. somemore there's a test tomorrow, soc test on friday and following after that will be the most-anticipated GUARD DUTY! alamak what can be worse than that right? no choice i have to do it no matter what. but thank goodness its on a weekday so... shouldnt demand for more la. alright, i should go now already. oh yes! i couldnt attend my friend's 21st birthday party because im booking in!!! sigh X3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1287021420193305373?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1287021420193305373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1287021420193305373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1287021420193305373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1287021420193305373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-weekend.html' title='A Long Weekend'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8569445380822575708</id><published>2009-04-05T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:35:59.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bask into the nature. Pure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;very much wanted to blog about my recent activities last night but the z-monster hit me so hard, i had to hurry to sleep with a bloated stomach. i shall just recount for whatever i can remember based on my weak memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i remember the following stuffs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last weekend was usual book out and then on saturday, i went for 'qing ming' at bishan, just beside rjc. it was an annual thing to do and the place was super crowded even though its one week before the actual day. anyway, the smoke from the burning joss-sticks and the incense paper is still acceptable at the place we settled down at. the other side was ohmygod. then we went for lunch at upper thomson. from then onwards it was a rush because my sister and i had to rush off to meet pattilicious for singing session! haha was very happy because i havent seen her for a long time and yah, singing too. took up the package and off we went till 7 plus and then went buying food and supermarketing. thats also when i finally finally finally bought subway for a meal. the last time i ate was... i dont know when la but its damn long ago. oh yes the day was also earth's day when at 2030hours, theres this exercise where people are encouraged to turn off the electricity switches for an hour to save the environment la. think they made an annoucement at the supermarket about their part to contribute so we rushed off to the cashier counters to make our payment. we wouldnt want to be stucked there for an hour in darkness okay. made our way home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back to camp on sunday night as usual and blahblah i shant elaborate more as life in the army is not something so exciting to share, unless you experience it yourself. its pretty okay la, not as pathetic as before. well to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;booked out on friday, i escaped this week of guard duty but got "awarded" one on 17th april. so sad la but i just pray hard and hope that it will be the only one i will be doing. cant stand it when it comes to guard duty because its tiring and mentally challenging la. ive done it twice when i was in bmt and wow, the experience was alright but the place they actually gave us to rest was horrible! we dont have a choice right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woke up early saturday morning. yah its very rare that this happen when im the army plus the fact that i always "make use" of weekends to catch as much sleep as i can. okay because it was a planned activity and it was also part of my friend's farewell thing so not that i dont have a choice but i also agreed to it despite all the other reasons. trained to orchard with my friend who will be leaving for home and then to manchester for studies and got picked up by our other friend at wisma. the first welcome onboard the luxury car was, unsurprisingly, her dog named pillow. well-maintained dog which gets treated by some dog spa and salon stuffs. guess thats what rich people do now to their pets also la. hahaha, the dog is very well-groomed and doesnt smell dog stench. had breakfast at the botanic gardens and the food was pretty disappointing. the gourmet set which i ordered really lived up to its name - white asparagus. hahaha very healthy meal la. but the overall ambience and lush landscaping is damn good. we opted to indoor but made an alfresco reservation because the weather was damn humid and stuffy. it was a long breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went on to stroll around the place and by pass the orchid garden so decided to make a trip there. the place was filled with caucasian tourists, from america must be. tour coaches after coaches and they are not young couples or teenagers, mostly of age la. they must be here to smell and flora and fauna of singapore's treasured and infinite species of orchids. the weather got hotter and hotter, we ended the short tour inside. the garden is perfect for photoshots and morning walks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cabbed down to the national museum, initially with the thought of visiting the exhibition of christian lacroix. but we gave up the idea. it was displaying those costumes he designed and not those ready-to-wear. went for a light meal at novus. the place was nice but the food is disappointing. my cream pasta was dry and the parmesan cheese wasnt very nice. they had it shreded, making it more difficult to mix with the food compared to those of powder form. i shall post up the photos once i get them from my friend. we left at around 3pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went home to rest before a dinner with my relatives from kuala lumpur. we will be playing host so better to be back earlier and wash up. went to the hotel they are staying and picked them up, then all the way to east coast from orchard. dinner was fantastic hence explaining why i went to sleep with a bloated stomach. the chilli crab and curry crab are damn good. the other dishes were marvellous too. strolled awhile along the east coast beach before sending back to the hotel. by the way the rooms at holiday inn is unexpectedly nice. the exterior of the hotel, lift and lobby looks damn traditional 80-90's hotel but the newly renovated room is dman cool. they have things such as lcd tv, dvd player, new-age office chairs, great interior decors and guess what? ipod dock! wow, usually hotels with ipod docks costs higher than usual but the rate that they are paying is damn worth the money. haha... so if you have friends or relatives visiting singapore, you can probably recommend holiday inn park view to them, but ignore the part on good view and better location la. there isnt any good view as the whole hotel is only like 8 floors high and situated behind cuppage, so its not an extremely ideal location for people seeking shopping at taka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay then we went for a drink at tcc peranakan place. was there till 1 plus in the morning. good time to catch up and listen to stories. then back to the hotel and we went home. guess they really like singapore as much as we like some other cities in the world like paris, rome, tokyo, hong kong and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;got to book in later again so i shall leave here for now and start packing! my switzerland brochures are here! haha shall start planning for my trip now! till then i'll be back soon with photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8569445380822575708?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8569445380822575708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8569445380822575708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8569445380822575708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8569445380822575708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/04/bask-into-nature-pure.html' title='Bask into the nature. Pure.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8604112512567043773</id><published>2009-03-22T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:36:15.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wah, didnt expect myself to leave my blog empty for such a long time. exactly one month since i last updated and i havent been that busy actually. im just lazy to update because i thought it would be good to just spend more time doing some other things than just blog. moreover, ive lost the feeling for blogging. it used to be my habit to come online and login to my account but it seemed to have changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, im back for some updates - things ive done recently, probably only able to account for most recent stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;weekdays have been dedicated to camp. its studies, physical trainings, tests and outfield. but the good thing is, we get early rest and all unlike back in infantry days. oh well, its a privilege and so far im still fine with what im doing. hope this can help adjust myself back to studies which i hope i will get one uni in my hand by the time i end my national service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;weekends are mostly with my family, out to town for meals and shopping. well, most of the shopping are for buying stuffs back to camp such as food. i believe in stocking up as much as possible because the food in camp is horrible. i havent tasted so much chicken and curry in my life! the veges are the worst! and also, they always fry those fish fillet in batter. bloody hell, its damn unhealthy and they serve terrible fruits! okay back to topic, i enjoyed the lunch with my family (so bloated!) at east coast. the food is very good and worth the money so i really think you should go and try. its packed with people after those mass emails sent while people are working. the seafood restauant at big splash - they serve really good food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;friday was early book out at 0700hrs because we had to support our unit for a swimming meet at changi. good thing! then after that we had a team building session at yishun safra! hahaha, that was the best day ever! cant expect to enjoy so much fun with my friends! then yesterday i was out with my friends at orchard. been such a long time we had a gathering so we had a simple dinner at cineleisure. thereafter a chillout session at starbucks. it was a very short time la, partly because i was damn late and some had to leave early. though the last time we actually had a proper gathering was long ago but nonetheless, we are still as close and have so much to talk about. as they will be leaving for overseas studies coming mid this year, i guess the chances of meeting up will be even lesser. some will be leaving for switzerland and one of them to manchester. the slight drizzle did not bring our mood down la. btw, orchard is damn packed! i have not seen such crowds for a long time (besides the career and education fair at suntec when i was there shopping with my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yes, then yesterday came about the idea between the few of us. end of this year, as two of them will be in switz studying, we are planning for a meetup there. i really hope i can make it, provided being able to apply for leave and having enough funds to put me through airfares and accommodation. can never imagine that but i hope it will turn out to be a reality. so we shall see... either zurich or geneva. wait till i see what my friends think of this two places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;booking in later and as usual, the mood is different. damn sian la of course but with the company of my friends, it isnt that bad la. still not used to going outfield, living without shower and proper sleep. alright, i should go and pack up now, then relax till god knows when. haha till then i shall update here again! have a good week ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8604112512567043773?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8604112512567043773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8604112512567043773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8604112512567043773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8604112512567043773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-inspiration.html' title='Is Inspiration'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8260587354335604229</id><published>2009-02-22T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:14:28.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New environment</title><content type='html'>shall blog something before i book in later at around 2200hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finally ended my BSLC days with sispec and got posted to (initially thought it was a good thing) khatib camp. its back to friends-making period where i got to adjust and adapt to the new environment and rules. i seriously dont have much to say about since i only reported last wednesday. nevertheless, the whole feeling is different. now did i realise i actually enjoyed the trainings, commanders and fellow friends despite the endless waiting, rushing and outfield.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;completed the 28km route march overnight with 4 big blisters and managed to endure till the parade ended. it was tough but along the way, ive discovered how many things i havent seen in kranji and somewhere in lim chu kang (besides cemetery which we didnt see).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;during the weekends, met up with my friends (last week at changi airport for some catch up session). i swear im going to do it again because its just so nice to chill and talk about everything under the roof. then just yesterday was out with my friends for slumdog millionaire. it was a nice show, but too much of a coincidence la. nvm about that but i really like the little kids. hahahaha indian movie westernized. i recommend people to watch it besides the brad pitt show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing much to blog about. im going to plan gatherings with my cousins and friends soon. we got to meet up for anything, dinner or movies. so till then, pray hard this week goes smoothly and i shall update with i book out. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8260587354335604229?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8260587354335604229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8260587354335604229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8260587354335604229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8260587354335604229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-environment.html' title='New environment'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8446975004637199076</id><published>2009-02-17T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:49:09.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look out for an update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;laziness and seriously lack of time (well, cos i think i need to catch up with the world by surfing the net, watching tv and chatting up with my family and friends). anyways, ive graduated from sispec's basic course and will be embarking on a new journey with my new unit at khatib camp (yes! damn near but pray hard its a good one la). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i finally had a good short break after the graduation route march of 28 km and then met up with my friends at the airport just yesterday (oh that reminds me i owe my friend a glass of chilli padi mary this saturday). plus a wonderful time with my family over the weekend at shangri-la. so that sums up a good end to sispec and start in my new unit. no pay rise or whatever la of course, but i hope it will be as good la. just hope im one of the lucky people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;till then i shall blog more when i return. seeya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8446975004637199076?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8446975004637199076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8446975004637199076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8446975004637199076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8446975004637199076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-out-for-update-soon-laziness-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1095413574244570700</id><published>2009-01-27T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:12:34.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One &amp; Two of CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back for an update! finally, i am settling down here before i book in later tonight at 2100hours. damn sian to lead such a life where everything is beyond your control. you are just a shadow la, seriously. i really really pray hard this two years will pass by as quickly as possible. its heaven when you immerse yourself into the admin time, its hell when you struggle through the mini-singapore-jungles and going outfields. i hate outfields just as much as i hate... listening to techno. not a very good comparison but who cares la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;celebrating new year is unlike the past. i guess its probably due to the growing up stage that got us scattered everywhere. still whenever i think back about the past chinese new year i used to enjoy, i think i really did and that kept millions of memories of the fun, laughter and images of us playing around. chinese new year last time was quite a party i can say. we go out early in the morning, make visits to various places and then pretty late night at some relatives' home. anyways, it seems that our family's celebration is getting more and more smaller in scale, in the sense that it has toned down quite a lot over the years. especially this year, its the first time i couldnt sense much of the new year mood. one of the factors may be that i got to book in on the second day and the coming saturday will be taken up for field camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;good thing about this festive period is that i can get to meet up with relatives whom i havent seen them for a long time or those i only get to meet once a year. but of course, all these come with good food and great company. the thing is... its been how long since i last met people like charmaine? guess shes the person i havent met for the longest time. my remaining cousins have been pretty active la. oh yes, and pat whom i havent met for quite some time! i wanna go ktv with you and kwang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing much to blog about. i have some photos to load up here but didnt get to transfer them into my comp. this comp is lagging like shit, i guess because its filled with tons of files. i hardly do housekeeping la because i remember i deleted some thing and a few fonts in my words went missing. i was "what the hell man?!?!?!" so there and then, i swear im not going to delete any thing just like that. i dont want to end up missing components that depend on one another to die out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for the past weeks ever since my christmas update, i celebrated countdown with my parents at marina bay. then there wasnt much of events that happen along the way. i didnt get to meet up with my usual group of friends because they have already started school and some will be heading off to switzerland in july and england sometime in june. besides that, i managed to meet up with one small group for dinner at fullerton. i shall upload the photos soon la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly before i go off, i hope the coming field camp will be fun with the navigation stuff. just pray hard things go well and i return happily, in time to welcome my relatives to my house on saturday. photos will be up soon, as promised so check back again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HAPPY SECOND DAY OF LUNAR NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1095413574244570700?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1095413574244570700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1095413574244570700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1095413574244570700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1095413574244570700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-one-two-of-cny.html' title='Day One &amp; Two of CNY'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1140442419249046446</id><published>2009-01-26T02:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:51:43.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Niu (New) Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GONG XI FA CAI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;may you have a prosperous new year, with great health and wealth in the years ahead! i shall update soon i promise. lifes been a bitch, especially with numerous outfield and two field camps straight (one before CNY and one right after). anyways... just hope i can enjoy this year's new year as much as i can la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1140442419249046446?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1140442419249046446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1140442419249046446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1140442419249046446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1140442419249046446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-niu-new-year.html' title='Happy Niu (New) Year!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1231782162848627831</id><published>2009-01-11T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:49:24.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;unfinished stories. i really have not much time to do my stuffs, even booking out its all about rest and trying to run after every second. life has never been so hectic with early mornings, late nights, loads of tests and numerous outfields.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i shall update when i book out. oh yes! ive gotten a new phone as its time for my nokia n80 to retire after 2 years 6 months. SONY ERICSSON fanclub, i am back! hahahaha... :) laters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1231782162848627831?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1231782162848627831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1231782162848627831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1231782162848627831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1231782162848627831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-three.html' title='Week Three'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1244033933641411129</id><published>2008-12-31T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:34:32.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYE 2008/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this shall, or most probably, mark the last entry of the prosperous year - 2008. many things happened and theres just too much to recount on. significants events are things such as getting my driving license, ending my internship with meritus, graduating from shatec, embarking on a new life journey with the army and yes, hoping to end this year and start a brand new one with a smile. but of course, all these included many happy and sad moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;basically the year started with the continuation of my internship with meritus. its been one of the best part in my working experience, well something i should be proud of. ive met all sorts of people from around the world and yes, that included guests from every where. they've been nice and nasty, either way. the colleagues at the hotel were the ones who motivated me to work happily and complete the internship successfully. its really been an amazing experience with the people over there and with that, it made me open up myself even more and made me know more on what the world is all about. and not forgetting the numerous clubbing times i enjoyed! hahaha, yes paiseh is the main factor but then again, its another kind of experience. it ended with much joy and definitely an unforgettable experience which will stay with me forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;during the break after the internship, it was pure slacking and enjoying my life away. meeting up with my friends, going out and spending quite a bit of money. although we didnt meet up as much as we could afford to but every one made the effort to. hahaha... during that period a lot of them went traveling, near and far. thank goodness my sister and i picked the best summer vacation aka big shopping spree - hong kong. it was eating and shopping, walking and buying. the trip also made us know more about the inside of the city and yes, shopping doesnt need to be in huge malls, it can be hidden somewhere along the street of old buildings. all day long it was shopping and it doesnt end till late night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thereafter i got enlisted into the poor island - pulau tekong. thinking back i was damn scared to get enlisted into the army because i just had no idea what it was all about. ncc was different! i met nice and bad people, went through quite a bit of shit and graduated from the school. ive never thought i could survive it all, being dirty, wet and whatever you name it, its almost all. im really glad that i got into a good company filled with good superiors and some of the best members in the team. three months spent together wasnt for nothing, really its more than the time you actually spend with your family at home! hahaha, alot of fun and some punishments. field camps, tests, ippt, route marches and alot of other stuffs to recall. how i wish i can have the same commanders again in this new unit! yes i wish. but i really think ive at least achieved something out of what they expected us to so yes, im happy. things like getting silver for ippt and completing the final bmt 24-km route march, these are some of the things ive achieved so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then came my shatec graduation on 8 nov at shangri-la which marked the end of my school life, for now. it was pretty fun, just that too short to mingle around with my friends. yes! finally got that piece of ten-over-thousand diploma from the school and not getting any more shit from them! all in all, they still managed to keep that passion burning in me for that career which i hope it still will forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bmt ended on 9 dec and i got posted to a new unit - sispec. i seriously didnt mind if its ocs or sispec, just whichever is more suitable for me. hahaha i heard ocs is damn tough, they treat you like robots or made of steel, something like that la but many survived it so i guess my friends will be able to as well. life in sispec is still alright for now, just that i do really miss my bmt life with my friends and all. its a culture shock and im still trying to adapt to it someway somehow. i just want to get this over and done with, achieving something out of it at the end with no regrets. army has definitely made me a healthier and tougher person but then again, there are things ive got to forgo in order to earn that bit of achievement. life being different in sispec where we enjoy slightly more privileges and freedom, there are also more responsibilites we have to bear. anyways, six more weeks to completing the first part of the course before proceeding to the next level or get posted to another unit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, im still planning for tonights programme and just waiting for the time to come. hope this brand new year brings new experience and will be the best year la. as for resolutions, i havent really thought of the list yet. hahaha so till then, i shall update again! HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1244033933641411129?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1244033933641411129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1244033933641411129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1244033933641411129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1244033933641411129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/12/nye-20082009.html' title='NYE 2008/2009'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1989150439747579047</id><published>2008-12-22T00:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:02:37.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after 12 days of civilian life and enjoying every possible thing, im going to dreadfully report back to camp again. off-in-lieu and block leave just ended so quickly like a gush of wind. i didnt even know what ive done for the past few days except for a few significant events. besides that i guess all i did was... watching the day pass by and not anticipating the arrival of 22 dec 2008. new environment, new people... oh man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just came back from my family's annual christmas dinner at ritz-carlton. i shall upload the photos here soon together with the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, to be honest i miss those days (even though its not very long ago) in bmtc. how i wish i can turn back time to the times we enjoy. HAHAHAHA... just pray hard once again that everything will go smoothly and yeah, every thing will be just fine and good. till then i shall update again when i book out happily, hopefully on xmas eve. MERRY CHRISTMAS to everyone, in advance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1989150439747579047?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1989150439747579047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1989150439747579047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1989150439747579047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1989150439747579047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-dinner.html' title='Christmas Dinner'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6131310153869366760</id><published>2008-12-19T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T04:12:45.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Spree Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back for some updates. i think i should blog like how muct &lt;a href="http://pattilicious.blogspot.com/"&gt;pattilicious&lt;/a&gt; blogged last time. she used to have around, at least 3 posts per day but now she doesnt. =( her schedule is like WOW, so packed that its worse than a real business women. shes got appointments every single day and in one day, she can have probably two or more activities to attend to. i wonder how much time she spends sleeping. anyways... my other cousin &lt;a href="http://velvet-broadway.blogspot.com/"&gt;kwang&lt;/a&gt; doesnt update his blog AT ALL. its time he should do some housekeeping to his blog, or otherwise it will start collecting dust. okay, talking about blogs, a friend of mine just set up an online store so check out this &lt;a href="http://plushblush.livejournal.com/"&gt;place&lt;/a&gt; (recommended: if you are a girl and im serious) haha must at least do some advertising for people right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was out on 16 dec to malacca. yes i know you will say that its a boring place but no, its not since now that i know what to look out for there at least. the heritage places (besides the red church), are the peranakan shophouses and the way the people live. i tell you, if i were to stay there i will die. really, its damn hot plus the standard of living is just not something you'll expect la. anyways, it was a fruitful trip after so long cos the last time i went there was about 10 years ago or more than that. i was very very young then. the chendol and lunch was nice. then we had a little bit of shopping and then dinner at city square. photos will be up soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the remaining days were spent at home, lazing around like a pig as usual. was finally out with my mom on thursday for some shopping. not exactly la, just want to go out and make use of the time i have left before reporting back to camp. we lunched at chinatown, the porridge place where i love the sashimi. i dont know whats the dish called but its chinese-style sashimi like yu sheng. its damn good! then we headed off to orchard. shopped from tangs to paragon to taka and yah lah, we bought quite a number of things la. i bought xmas present for my sister, followed by some new xmas decors for home and then food shopping followed by window shopping. oh i just bought the facial foam from body shop as well (recommended by my bride-to-be cousin) and im going to try tomorrow. hope it clears off all the dirt in the pores and kill the pimples forever and ever. okay, then we walked around and round and round. the whole of orchard is damn crowded from the young to the old. i wonder if recession is really happening la. so many people buying clothes, toys etc... scary. tea break was the usual coffee place at paragon and then later in the afternoon, i had the konopizza. okay, this was one of the highlights la i guess. i thought i saw my friend, im still not very sure but i think its not? i dont know its a scary experience. i was queuing for my pizza and there was this couple in front of me waiting for their pizza to be served. then it struck me that this guy (the young couple) looks like a friend of mine whom i got to know in sec 4 from acs barker. okay its a long story as to how i got to know him. anyways, his back was facing me and the girl was facing me. the girl looks pretty young, probably still in secondary school or jc or something, im not sure la of cos. then from the back of the guy, he really really, sort of resembled my friend from acs. so i took a step backwards la, just in case it really turns out to be him. they were chatting happily and from the way they dress, it really looked like how my friend will dress except for that pair of white flipflops hes wearing. and when they finally collected their order, both walked towards my way, which means that the guy turns and faces me, i had a glance to double confirm. he really looked like my friend and i very much wanted to ask but decided not to cos... we havent been in contact after dont know how many months and i think years? basically, ive lost in touch with that acs-br friend of mine ever since he... erm i think jc2 when he was preparing for his As at acjc. oh well... so at that moment, i was thinking and wondering if its him but i guess even if its him, i dont even think we will acknowledge or even recognise each other anymore la. somemore, if the girl happens to be his gf, then i think he has changed his gf also la cos yah, i know who the gf was then... okay end of story but it kept me pondering for quite a while. its over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then after that, my mom and i sat on the bench enjoying the food. she had tako and i had the pizza. thereafter i went to look for my friends at meritus. chatted with them for awhile and left home with my mom. so that wraps up whats been happening for now. later i got to check where i'll be posted. oh man, i really wonder where and what i'll be doing for the next 1 year and 9 mths in ns. the feeling is like anticipating your exams/tests results but very much hope that it will be good yet you dont really want to know it so fast. sigh... wish me the best of luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly... i really have no idea what i'll be doing except for sunday when i will be having my familys annual xmas dinner. more updates soon so check back again. till then, laters! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6131310153869366760?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6131310153869366760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=6131310153869366760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6131310153869366760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6131310153869366760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-spree-part-ii.html' title='Christmas Spree Part II'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-4030321346489238757</id><published>2008-12-14T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:53:56.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Photo Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;an update with the photos we took during our singing session! hahah i forgot to mention that we smuggled in food successfully and ate them openly. and also kwang printed those "wrapping papers" just for us and even wrote us a card! damn sincere la he, unlike us lor hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOyrhIhOI/AAAAAAAAAso/XA2PzhFIgEM/s1600-h/IMG_5578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279360927023006946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOyrhIhOI/AAAAAAAAAso/XA2PzhFIgEM/s400/IMG_5578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the nuggets and fries (student tapas package) with smuggled mcd apple pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOyfX4b5I/AAAAAAAAAsg/mhf-m_Jmc1E/s1600-h/IMG_5575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279360923762978706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOyfX4b5I/AAAAAAAAAsg/mhf-m_Jmc1E/s400/IMG_5575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our presents! (kwangs not included inside)&lt;br /&gt;top: adidas (mine)&lt;br /&gt;middle: pats body shop gel from kwang, pats crabtree lotion from me &amp;amp; mine m&amp;amp;s choc mint from kwang&lt;br /&gt;front: macaroons from MO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOyOJMMmI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Sa9PnMuOiXY/s1600-h/IMG_5570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279360919137956450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOyOJMMmI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Sa9PnMuOiXY/s400/IMG_5570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gift exchange ceremony. pat is very happy with what ive gotten for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOx-QcbnI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/b9aKCoebREY/s1600-h/IMG_5569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279360914873413234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOx-QcbnI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/b9aKCoebREY/s400/IMG_5569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; im very happy with what kwang got for me cos its choc mint from m&amp;amp;s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOxrrlUCI/AAAAAAAAAsI/sXNpr49wyRA/s1600-h/IMG_5567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279360909886967842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOxrrlUCI/AAAAAAAAAsI/sXNpr49wyRA/s400/IMG_5567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pat receiving her gift from kwang! can see shes very happy right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-4030321346489238757?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/4030321346489238757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=4030321346489238757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4030321346489238757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4030321346489238757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/12/mini-photo-update.html' title='Mini Photo Update'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SUQOyrhIhOI/AAAAAAAAAso/XA2PzhFIgEM/s72-c/IMG_5578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1777180077934272261</id><published>2008-12-13T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T03:04:34.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Days and Three Nights (San Tian San Ye)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;met up with pat and kwang for our singing session, finally! its been so long since the three of us met up for singing and the last time i did was back in september. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was late, yes again! the whole cause of it was because i took my time to shower and after leaving home did i realise that i missed out one of the presents. so i had to make my way back from one end of the estate, cross the pool and then back home to get it. i know pat wanted very much to slap me for being late but the kind-hearted and the angelical side told her not to. haahaha... i even left without kwang after taking a few glances at the station's control room. he wasnt anywhere around! perhaps its too dark or is it too crowded? aiya kwang, please dont stand at one corner can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay we met in the train and headed off to our destination. i didnt bring my student pass so sadly, i couldnt enjoy the student rates. pat stared at me, her eyes almost pop out. anyways... we ordered our drinks, ate and sang all the way till 7 plus. we exchanged gifts and took a few photos. we were all happy with what we've gotten for one another. seriously, it wasnt easy to get stuffs at the last minute and given the budget. here's what we got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pat: body shop shower gel gift set (from kwang), crabtree &amp;amp; evelyn hand lotion (from me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me: adidas cap (from pat), set of marks &amp;amp; spencer mint chocolates (from kwang)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kwang: flesh imp newly arrived tee (from pat and me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i shall post up the photos once i get them from pat and once ive uploaded them into my comp. this week i think ive spent alot, just from shopping, eating and entertainment! hahaha... pat even tried to "cheat" my money lor cos she overspent on her airtickets to taipei! hahahah, okay pat dont think too much k. just go and enjoy as much as you can so that you wont feel that the fares wasted. oh ichiban sushi's sushi takeaway is damn good and thats my dinner. yes, i think i spent quite a bit but its okay... haha once in awhile so it doesnt matter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on thursday itself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6 jco donuts from raffles city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pats present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kwangs present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6 boxes of macaroons from mandarin oriental&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;steamboat dinner with my army friends at bugis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on friday itself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ktv charges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sushi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 apple pies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaa im looking forward to more actually. i mean its been sometime since i really spend so yes, pat and kwang if you are reading this, ask me out any time when you are free to! i will be more than willing to go out with you both! hahah ambush pasta! marriott cakes and tea (HAHAHAH)! oh did i mention the service at mandarin oriental was exceptionally good? the festive desk manager and the assistant! oh my... the best ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1777180077934272261?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1777180077934272261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1777180077934272261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1777180077934272261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1777180077934272261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/12/three-days-and-three-nights-san-tian.html' title='Three Days and Three Nights (San Tian San Ye)'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1869012207246917148</id><published>2008-12-12T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:00:49.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Spree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha come to think of it, how long has it been since i last went for a christmas gift hunting? its eons ago, seriously. i guess the last time i actually did was a couple of years ago when i had this bunch of good friends whom we always hang out and have fun. we refrained from buying crappy stuffs for one another, but at the end of the day, they were either clothings or some food items. i remember at that time, we didnt really have proper income. the pocket money all came from our parents while we were schooling, if not the part-time earnings. it was all fun and i remember i always try to get gifts for them from overseas when im on holiday. oooh... how time flies and i bet they have forgotten all about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so last night we had a last minute decision which was to do a little gift exchange among the cousins. haha well the three of us. we had so little time so i hope the gifts we will be receiving will not be shitty. i really hope they get something good for me and i also hope they will like what i get for them. it was such a hurry i walked from place to place in search for the best christmas gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was very late. my army friends were complaining how late i was for dinner. during the shopping, i really spend as much and as little as my bank account allows. thinking and thinking. it was damn bloody crowded everywhere! as if people from all over the world flocked down to town for shopping. from raffles city to citylink to marina square to bugis. oh man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i finally met my friends at bugis for steamboat at around 7? i was damn late. we were supposed to meet at 430pm but i dragged and delayed. we ate and then starbucked awhile. i guess its been a long day for them cos they met much earlier than 430pm for some games. then i went to do last minute shopping at bugis junction. finally got something again! so lucky if not i got to wake up early again and travel all the way down to get the gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay tomorrow im meeting up with my cousins - more delicious than patty hou, pattilicious and kwang for singing session! hahaha... then we will be doing gift exchange at the same time. quite exciting for this years christmas la as compared to previous years when we did nothing at all. alright, i got to pack up now and clear up my stuffs. seeya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1869012207246917148?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1869012207246917148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1869012207246917148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1869012207246917148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1869012207246917148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-christmas-spree.html' title='Oh Christmas Spree!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1618359390937401977</id><published>2008-12-11T01:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:19:18.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen of the Battlefield</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13 weeks of tough trainings and pushing yourself to the limits. it was not a very smooth-sailing journey i can say. it was a time where i made a lot of new friends and broadened my horizons with all the new experiences. who can ever believe i survived through weeks of basic military trainings? who believe i survived through the physical trainings, field camps, situational tests and etc? hahaha... best part of all, i almost became one of the members in the tug-of-war team during games day representing our company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, the day i have been looking for came on 9 dec and the feeling was damn good. its really like you have achieved something plus the fact that you are about to leave that island, WOW! hahaha, the best part would be waking early in the morning at 0315hours to prepare for the 24-km route march. its something you wont want to do in your life at all. the heavy load and the hours spent walking on the road and in the jungle. the puddles of mud water, lumps of mud, terrains, only one 15-mins rest for every 4-km you walk, you will be demoralised. every single bit of motivation gets blown away. seriously, friends and your superiors are the only motivators that can keep you move on during the few hours. you just wouldnt want to think of the parade you will be doing after the route march.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we had our packed lunch (thank god it was western, though i dont really like it now), washed up and changed. yes, we changed in the open but not entirely stripped. it would've been an embarassing moment! then we rest before we head off to the parade square. it took about a few hours to complete everything. the parade itself took about an hour or probably slightly more than that. i will upload the photos here soon so please check back again. we sang and did the cheer in unity. it was damn good, especially the moment when you throw your cap into the air. it was our final goodbye to our fellow company and platoon mates, and superiors. we left for our ferry with our family members. now did i realise that the time in bmtc is something memorable and will probably be the best time in army life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and before all that, the weekend was spent at home with my family. booked out on saturday morning and sunday was the day i turned 20. afternoon was the part one of my cousin's wedding ceremony. buffet lunched and caught up with my cousins. then in the evening was dinner celebration with my family at pan pacific's keyaki. i swear the food still maintain its standards and its damn good! sadly the menu doesnt depict any images of the dishes served. the hotel presented me with a cake and free parking. double goodness! after the dinner, my sister suggested taking the flyer. for this time, one of my many wishes came true la. haha ive always wanted to try out the flyer for the longest time and last sunday, i finally took it. the experience was damn good, we were fortunate enough to have our own capsule (with the help of the oncoming crowd that walked very slowly and the staffs at the flyer). i will also upload the photos taken in and from the flyer. "im on the... top of the world looking..." oh yes, my sister and her boyfriend got me a present too! triple happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, im meeting my bunkmates for dinner at bugis later. i didnt even manage to get any cakes for our combined birthday celebration. oh well, i shall see what i can do tomorrow. hope they wont blow up and pour the hot soup on me. hahaha... then on friday i will be meeting up with pat and kwang for ktv session! haha its been 3 months since we last met up for singing! pretty excited and this time we're doing a small xmas gift exchange. i really hope i can get something they will like and not screw me upside down for buying them the wrong stuffs. its always nice to meet up with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, i guess i'd better go now and sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are the bedrock of our army&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanting to keep our people free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;committed to the independence of our nation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are the men from the infantry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there will never be a mountain too high,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or a route too tough for us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are about the rule the day and the darkest night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll never rest till the wrong is right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are a special band of soldiers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;raised to guard our nation's shores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we base our lives upon a set of seven values&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to defend our nation's cause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when our country says she needs us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll always be by her side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll protect the lives of every singaporean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for singapore we'll give our lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from the land, air and sea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we will strike our enemy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they have called us the queen of the battlefield&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oooh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are brothers in arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are brothers proud to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are the first, the one and only infantry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are the first, the one and only infantry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POP LO! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1618359390937401977?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1618359390937401977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1618359390937401977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1618359390937401977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1618359390937401977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/12/queen-of-battlefield.html' title='Queen of the Battlefield'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-3278761205892349619</id><published>2008-12-07T01:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T02:05:27.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP Soon (two days)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in another two days, it shall mark the end of my basic military training in pulau tekong. happy to say ive completed one-eighth of my national service, gained the knowledge of the drills, discipline, teamwork and all the other technical stuffs etc and lastly, meeting all sorts of different people and getting to know them was the best part. sad part i shall say it in the later part. seriously, the three months thing wasnt easy to pass and neither was it too difficult to get through. anyways, the next book in will be the last time we will be doing it together and thereafter we will be bidding farewell to one and all. im really glad that ive met this bunch of friends and they will most probably be one of the best la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for the past one week, we have been rehearsing very hard for the graduation parade aka GP in short. its tough, really really hectic. you stand under the sun and get drenched in the rain, under any circumstances we cant move a single bit. we got to keep still and wait for the whole thing to end. there are quite a few parts to the parade, pretty much like those you see in ndp (especially the music played by the band). the parade will be a few hours after the 24km route march. yes, both are on the same day and i pray everything will go smoothly for all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oc night was boring. we didnt have any "interaction" with our oc sir. treats were salty chicken wings, eclairs, chips and keropoks plus drinks. very unhealthy provided that we havent been doing much exercises. oh well. then there was the soc test - final rundown. i dont want to mention about it anymore. then there was recruits night on wednesday. the theme was 60 secs of fame and each company had to send a team from every platoon to perform. other company won - raven the conducting company. anyways, the music and drama company was damn good. i like the beat-boxing and the singing part. yes, beat boxing was superb hes like a musical instrument la. then on thursday there was games day. sadly, it rained suddenly and some of the games were cancelled. but this time we didnt lose as bad as what the previous batch did. we got seventh this time i guess, hahaha we were the conducting company somemore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;almost everyday was rehearsal in the morning or afternoon. not enough sleep, we rushed here and there, we ran and marched like theres no tomorrow and we repeated every single step one by one. oh man... i hope the hard work we put in will pay off on tuesday. my friend got the company best recruit, although an expected result but still we are proud of him. this will pave way for him to becoming an officer cadet in ocs. then there was the very very shocking and unexpected platoon best. we never knew it would be him but its fine since it has already been decided. it doesnt really matter that much because i think everyone did their best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;got to book out at 10am today, being the first company. we had to go for rehearsal again (for wet weather) and competed singing against other companies to fight for the first departure. we won!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;next up will be booking in at 1530hours on monday and then getting prepared for the 24km route march and parade. then it will be the end of the bmt chapter. where will i be posted to next? i just hope it will be something good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;todays my 20th birthday and i bet many may have forgotten this day. how did i celebrate it last year? working my ass off during my internship!!! hahaha... will be going for my cousins wedding ceremony later in the afternoon,  she will be holding her wedding dinner at the regent. its coming 10 over years since ive been there and since our family had a wedding at the same venue. it was 1992 or 1993 then. and then my birthday dinner in the evening. this will be the best time for me to catch up with my cousins, if they turn up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright i got to go now and shall update again. there are so many things ive missed, id better run after them. laters =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-3278761205892349619?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/3278761205892349619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=3278761205892349619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/3278761205892349619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/3278761205892349619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/12/pop-soon-two-days.html' title='POP Soon (two days)'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2808553385720321069</id><published>2008-11-30T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:39:46.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one more week and i will be bidding farewell to the faraway island - pulau tekong. its coming to three months that ive spent most of my recent life there. i will be graduating on the much anticipated date - 9 dec 2008 in the afternoon. POP has now changed to GP aka graduation parade. however im so not looking forward to the much dreaded 24km route march. the heavy load on the shoulders can kill! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;of course, i will miss those bmt days when its the time you do really stupid shit such as the way you behave in your bunk and all. i admit we have all done stupid things to entertain ourselves (running around the room, screaming and shouting, singing in the middle of the night and blahblah the list goes on). i guess i will miss my section mates when i finally withdraw myself from tekong and get posted to a new unit. this will also mean that a new chapter of my life will begin once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after the field camp and situational test, life got so much better with slightly more admin time for us to do our things. rehearsing for the GP will be coming next week, ippt was just over on friday and now we are only left with the route march and soc. pray hard i pass all the obstacles! haha i only managed to complete every thing once so... im not very confident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now theres another thing that sets me pondering: whats next for me? sispec or ocs? i just hope i get posted into something i can cope well with. i dont want to lead a life of misery and regret my choice. the feeling may be just as bad as how i first enlisted. its like a chicken running without its head. you just seriously have no idea. zero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on a happier note, the festive season is here again. how much i want it to turn back time to last year when i celebrated it with my hotels colleagues. its was food, gift exchange and performances. it was so much fun and the feeling of seeing the christmas decors in and outside the hotel was great. this year may not be as good as the past but i just want to make the best out of it with my family and friends. probably this time, i can meet up with my friends for gathering, cousins for some entertainment and not forgetting the annual xmas dinner with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, i better go pack some stuffs for book in later. theres OC and recruits night, two events to celebrate the finishing of bmt. oh how much memories though it sucked quite a bit. oh wells...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;not forgetting, ive officially graduated from shatec on 8 nov 2008 at shangri-la. the feeling was damn damn good! it wasnt an easy path then but we all made it till the end. thanks to all my wonderful friends and classmates for making it such an almost perfect school life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;till then, i shall sign off and update soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2808553385720321069?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2808553385720321069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2808553385720321069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2808553385720321069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2808553385720321069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/11/coming-to-end.html' title='coming to an end'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-570221852517498568</id><published>2008-11-02T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:12:27.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after much trainings and all, this coming week hails the arrival of the much dreaded field camp. i really dont know if i should look forward to such a "new experience" or be worried sick if anything will happen. i just pray hard this and next week will pass by smoothly and as soon as possible. weekends are eaten up because field camp commences on saturday till next wednesday. six days five nights in the creepy jungle... sigh... theres so many things i hope i can bring in and making sure that i dont miss a single thing. aiyah, just hope it will be fine la even though we all know very well that we are going to be "tortured" really badly in there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and again nothing much exciting happened except for the grenade live throw. it was fun, so much more than the rifle live range. the moment you collect your grenade and keeping it in a pouch that is just right next to your heart. you feel so worried that any slight movement made will blast the grenade. anyways, it was a good throw but i didnt really see where it landed exactly because we had to take cover. it was exciting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then i got to book out early because of the silver i got from the latest ippt test. thank goodness we were allowed to go home early and thanks to the hard work put in. i hope this standard can be maintained or even better, be improved. so this coming friday, theres another ippt test so i pray and hope to get silver again then maybe there will be incentives such as booking out earlier. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this coming saturday will be the much anticipated graduation ceremony. come to think of it, my life in shatec will be coming to an end and thats when we will officially graduate from the damned school. hahaha, but whatever it is, i guess we will always remember all the fun and shit we've been through. i really miss those days with my friends in school and in hotel. so this friday i hope i can book out and join my friends at the ceremony on saturday. well, something worth celebrating right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, i dont think i will be updating much here also since im only back during the weekends and next week will be another confinement plus a week or two later, there will be another time when we got to go through a test in the jungle over the weekends. so... whatever it is, i wish everyone and myself well. i dread going back to the faraway island and the camp too. oh, its november here and all the year end stuffs are coming here. how time really flies... laters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-570221852517498568?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/570221852517498568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=570221852517498568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/570221852517498568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/570221852517498568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/11/field-camp.html' title='Field Camp'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-849406972473783155</id><published>2008-10-27T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:28:00.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nows coming the seventh week in national service. really nothing exciting happened because everything we do are so routined. route marches, physical trainings, a bit of games, lectures and so on. i have already done two guard duties - ferry terminal and the most talked about ammo dump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;all i do after booking out is staying at home. my life isnt very active nowadays because all i want to do is to stay at home and rest all the way. of course, ive been wanting to go out, like orchard to visit my friends at mandarin or to do some window shopping to see whats latest but im very lazy to do so. i finally received the graduation letter from the school! its finally here on 8 november at shangri-la. sadly and how coincidentally it falls on the same day as my field camp. i really hope i can attend as this is something i really look forward to ever since i completed my internship and after submitting the report. its here and i cant attend it. sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i miss so many things like eating good and nice food, chilling out with my friends at some places, ktv-ing with pat and kwang and so many things. long weekends dont seem that long anymore because the thought of booking in just suck so much. i hate taking the ferries and going back to the routined life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as trainings get tougher and tougher, i hope i can maintain my standards and continue to improve for the best. like getting silver for ippt this time has allowed me to book out a day earlier than the rest. this is the only and best incentive one can ever get so... lets just hope that for the next two ippts, i can either maintain or improve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, i shall stop here and pack the remaining stuffs into my bag to prepare for the book in at 1930hours later. so sian but no choice. till then, laters and happy deepavali everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-849406972473783155?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/849406972473783155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=849406972473783155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/849406972473783155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/849406972473783155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-seven.html' title='Week Seven'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2336337100149965701</id><published>2008-10-19T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:56:20.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing much to blog about since every day is quite routined. physical trainings and learning those military stuffs. well, it would be much better if i share it verbally because here and there, i can add in some complaints and such. anyways, i hope this coming week will be a good one and it will end soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;booking in later at 1750hours and sad to say, too little time for anything. even stepping out of the house to somewhere is so difficult. its been a long time since i met up with my friends for dinner and drinks. hahah, i really miss those times when i can stay out and eat none stop, laugh over every single thing. of course, i miss the food here in the main island because the food there is just horrible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2336337100149965701?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2336337100149965701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2336337100149965701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2336337100149965701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2336337100149965701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/10/nothing-much-to-blog-about-since-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-3665246498325805901</id><published>2008-10-19T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:47:36.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;basic military training has finally started and schedule is packed, packed and packed. doubt we will have enough free time for the next few weeks until the end of the training in tekong. physical training phase is sort of over already, with much lessons, and now then i realise that ptp is pretty much enjoyable. hahaha, at least we get enough free time... lets say a few hours apart from the usual one hour till 2230.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, im booking in again this evening. yes, its very sian to know that you get so little time at home and on my island home, singapore. life is sad if it carries on like this but it will be over soon. plus with the company of friends there, hope time can pass faster and tough times can be "reduced" to easier times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;camouflaging is very very sick. i hate the cream on my face and around anywhere exposed. though made of some edible shit but its damn gross. its oily and takes a long time to remove. then live range is also over and i did not get marksman. hahaha, with the experience from ncc which could have helped me, unfortunately it didnt la. so just live with it. the target's sensor is screwed so i believe my score is wrong. it should be better than what was recorded. oh well, its over and theres no way i can rant till the score can get me a marksmanship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ippt was good, ive managed to achieve silver this time compared to the failed status when i first begin. its tough, running at the pace during the 2.4km but its worth. at least it made me happy and something i achieved so far through the trainings. i hope this spirit in me can last till the last and final ippt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, due to the timing we have, i get sleepy as soon as its ten. so im heading off to bed already. my blog is so dead so i dont think theres any visitor already. so till then, enjoy the new week and im off! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-3665246498325805901?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/3665246498325805901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=3665246498325805901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/3665246498325805901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/3665246498325805901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/10/basic-military-training-has-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2506430849157433359</id><published>2008-10-12T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:10:24.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Injured</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one month has passed and im glad ive managed to survive at fairytale land - pulau tekong. trainings no doubt have been rather harsh after the confinement week and the increasing number of people who fall out, report sick and injured is getting more each day. its not exaggerating, they can simply form up another section to fill up one bunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, lifes been so far so good just that sometimes, it doesnt go your way. good that some of my bunkmates are easy-going but i cant expect everyone to lead the same kind of life like me. hence, sometimes you see ideas clashing against another between people. good that ive kept myself much in the background and not making myself a "celebrity", though i do speak much more than when i first enlisted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i fell last week on the day of bookout because of the damn shuttle run race. it was stupid and the fact that i didnt know how i fell made it worse. i rolled onto the ground as though i was doing some martial arts stunt. fortunately, it was only slight scratches and it didnt bleed alot. minor injury i should say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then yesterday was my dads birthday dinner at a super nice seafood restaurant at big splash. i really like the concept there where you market for your own choice of seafood and pick the cooking style. the food is good too, it is a must try if you happen to be at east coast park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, i guess thats all for this entry. theres nothing much to blog about actually. going for live range tomorrow and on tuesday, hopefully getting back a marksman for that. thereafter, just hope everything goes smoothly and till then, see you and have a good week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2506430849157433359?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2506430849157433359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2506430849157433359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2506430849157433359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2506430849157433359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/10/injured.html' title='Injured'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6843724153692396839</id><published>2008-10-04T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T00:21:53.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Week at BMTC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;coming up next will be my fourth week at bmtc. as in the previous entry, i enjoy the free times with my bunkmates where we mock, have fun, play stupid games and shouting at one another. yes, they sing songs all the time and its always jay chou. every now and then, we drink 500ml of water and its killing me. i couldnt do it in ncc days but now, i can (most of the time) because i dont have a choice to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;exhaustion is the only word to describe at the end of each day. all i look forward will be the free time we have at night, even though we got to queue for showers, do our own laundry and prepare for the next day. time passes real fast and by the time you are done, its time to sleep. if lights are not switched off, you will hear people screaming from downstairs asking you to switch it off. good enough, fellow bunkmates will greet one another a good night sleep before everyone dozes off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;food and service at the cookhouse is bad. one word: lousy. of course i dont expect five-star or even three-star service but the lack of smile and poor response are the basics they should have. moreover they represent our dearest NTUC foodfare, known for the three ticks in the supermarket logo, huge 'U' in the new logo and the numerous food courts available islandwide. they serve none other than the twin of economic vegetable rice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;besides physical trainings, intensive ones. we have to march from point A to B and so on. i treasure the time walking down the streets and i really should because you hardly (or rather never) get the chance to do that in camp. there're just too many things which are turned into precious gems to you when you are there. experience it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;heading back to camp again tomorrow. its a quick bookout day and i wonder when can i enjoy long holidays. i'd just want to stay at home and rot all the way. lastly, i hope things will go as smoothly as possible in the coming days, weeks and months in bmtc and... i dont think far. just hope POP will come soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;till then goodbye singapore land. hello (once again) pulau tekong. the ferry is terrible... for people who have seasickness. and i shall post my harvest from my macao trip at the venetian. its masked. a symbol of masquerade. check back soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6843724153692396839?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6843724153692396839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=6843724153692396839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6843724153692396839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6843724153692396839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/10/third-week-of-bmtc.html' title='Third Week at BMTC'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1808838184768024741</id><published>2008-10-01T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:19:08.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after two weeks of confinement, im back to human life. its been a hurry there in pulau tekong and definitely different. all day long we are doing physical trainings, one after another. its tiring and you feel controlled. but thats part of a boy's life in singapore (if you are a singaporean or a singapore permanent resident). so far, i enjoy the times with my bunkmates. ive met some of my classmates and schoolmates from shatec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, after im back since sunday afternoon, i got to return today (wednesday - hari raya) at evening. not looking forward though. so i shall update again when i really have the time to. i feel sleepy when the clock strikes 10pm. my body clock has now tuned to their timing... till then laters! oh yes, i went to the motorshow this year again but it wasnt that great as compared to previous years. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1808838184768024741?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1808838184768024741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1808838184768024741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1808838184768024741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1808838184768024741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-from-village.html' title='Back from the Village'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-7908931228987463755</id><published>2008-09-12T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:30:00.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlistment Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today will be the day i get enlisted. nothing much to look forward to, except for those things i wish can never happen in my army life. sad to say, i got to leave home for the whole of two weeks and only return during the weekends. it wont be a holiday! yes i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know i will shed tears but i hope i can hold back. even so in my heart, i know it will start tearing very hard. oh well, i shall "treat" it as my days in NCC back in secondary school days. its different, really really different. okay la, its not that im going to leave for years but yah, ive always been someone who loves to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i pray damn hard things will go smoothly when im there and make me independent. its a tough change, a total change of my life. pray for me too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;till then, i shall bid farewell to the freedom of my life and get ready for this. seeya everyone! =) two years, guess there wont be any major changes i hope... haha btw, this post was typed on 11 sept. just scheduling it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-7908931228987463755?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/7908931228987463755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=7908931228987463755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7908931228987463755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7908931228987463755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/09/enlistment-day.html' title='Enlistment Day'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-5746722845548373569</id><published>2008-09-11T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:09:40.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just a few hours left before i end the freedom of my life and hand it over to the government. sad to say, i got to get through the two weeks away from home, three months of tough training and overall, two years of unhappiness. on the happier note, i know i have enjoyed enough and had my share of fun with my colleagues at mandarin, friends gatherings, cousins meetups and spending time with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;two weeks may seem short to everyone, but to me, its going to be a world where we are placed in time capsules and the time just drag itself through the seconds. i hope it will be as fast as how michael phelps swim through the world record times, how fast the jets fly pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, i shall really bid farewell to the things around me for now and start a new life. till then, i shall update when im back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-5746722845548373569?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/5746722845548373569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=5746722845548373569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5746722845548373569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5746722845548373569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/09/mixed-feelings.html' title='Mixed feelings'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-575324181505168450</id><published>2008-09-11T01:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T01:54:41.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tomorrow will be the day i surrender two years of my time to the nation. the thought of it makes me feel really really... something i cant describe with just a few words. i will miss so many things such as my family, friends, bed, freedom of live and everything. most importantly, my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know it will be tough and its all going to be harsh. how am i going to endure it all for two years? this sets me thinking and thinking. initially, the worry wasnt there but now its all coming. random thoughts, its as if back to the time when i had to try so hard to get into a poly with my scores. worrying every single second on the outcome... =( im not a single second happy, not at all but i still got to go through this no matter what, unless i leave singapore for another place - which obviously i cant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;botak day shall commence today and this will start a new chapter of my life. sad to say, it wont be something i'd enjoy, neither will my family too. but all i can do right now, is to enjoy every single moment before i embark on my new journey in army life and making sure i do whatever i can to make myself think positively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thanks to all the nineteen years and nine months of life which i have enjoyed so much, so so much that after two years, i will want continue to lead again! and again, my family will be the ones i will miss most. nothing else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-575324181505168450?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-545600006472473742</id><published>2008-09-09T22:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:31:19.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three days and three nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;unbelievably, last nights singing session was quite a craze! haha, i didnt expect to stay out so late and as per pats blog, we were together for ten hours! she even calculated lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it was a last minute thing because we were calculating the prices to see which day can benefit our bank accounts most. the prices quoted by the same outlet but probably a few different staffs, it changed and changed within that hour. im not exaggerating, its true k. anyway, we were late because we had to buy food. we ate dinner like rats in the room lor. kwang bought a one-foot subway sandwich topped with cookies and a super large drink. hes super hungry i think. pat only bought the cookie and i bought mos - my favourite shrimp cutlet! okay, pat is contradicting herself with her own diet. i offered her one fries shorter than our thumb and she says its fattening. how about munching down all the bowls of tidbits last night? hahahahaha, shes damn funny lor. i only ate three prawn crackers last night... =( she and kwang took the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we sang and screamed together in the room. i think the "neighbours" were having a hard time concentrating on their songs la. they must have been crying in the room because we spoilt their stage to show off their powerful singing skills. our vocals are angelical and our dance moves are the best. our taste of songs were good too, at least i have them to pick the latest mandarin hits. i havent tune in to 93.3fm for a long time, except weekends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we finished at 2am and went off to the very nice resort-style mcdonalds. i really like that place but they should have opened up all the alfresco areas. we had apple pies and laughed so much over - "if you are ugly, you should work as an accountant in the company because they always stay in the office" joke. oh yes, and pats rehearsal for her speech. i can still remember some of the points k. we didnt stay long at mcd because there wasnt much so we went off. sat at a bus-stop and started chatting about everything, well most of it about our family (we are very close cousins since young). i know its weird la but we also needed a place to sit down and talk what. we sat for quite a while and started strolling. very cooling morning and quiet, it was very nice. =) took the old cab and its as if we were in another country (village) with the oldies playing on the radio, no aircon somemore and the windows were winded down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it was a fun and good night out with my cousins. i guess we hardly get this kind of chance to hang out that late. and thanks to both of them i had fun before i get enlisted on friday. =( its really sad to leave home, family and the place you are always familiar with. all you get to see will be green, grey, black and brown. arrrggghh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright here will be one of the photos we took last night. THANKS pat and kwang! CONGRATS pat you passed the test and most importantly your exam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244072357898517266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SMawBnT8exI/AAAAAAAAAsA/bjWYhaqT9Y4/s400/IMG_4555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-545600006472473742?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/545600006472473742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=545600006472473742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/545600006472473742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/545600006472473742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/09/three-days-and-three-nights.html' title='Three days and three nights'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SMawBnT8exI/AAAAAAAAAsA/bjWYhaqT9Y4/s72-c/IMG_4555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8218529848640015544</id><published>2008-09-08T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:43:10.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recollections.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back for another entry as theres about 3 more days before i get enlisted and tortured. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nothing much happened recently except getting the stuffs ready for national service. its as if leaving home for years and not coming back. i just feel that im "trading" two years of my life for nothing. too bad im born a singaporean and have and may even be staying here for the rest of my life. no la, im proud to be a singaporean and love being in singapore (only at certain times because its safe and everything is stable). just pray everything will be fine and get it over and done with as soon as possible. if only time can fly like a concorde jet or whatever fast-speed jet, then good for me la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday was the temple thing at yishun. im not sure what exactly it is, but i guess it was for the temple's anniversary. i was there for pray for a good time and blessing for my national service. hope it works lor, i really hope it does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and and... besides my achievements in mandarin, with pat learning about the latest colour for the season, vacation in hong kong, i also learnt how to play mahjong! hahahaha, i think its very exciting and challenging. at least it helps make my brain cells work after so long. im not sure if this is the kind every one else plays or they've got different levels but, aiya whatever it is, i know how to play okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;planning with pat on the last singing session before im off. we are all on tight budget, i really am after spending so much during the hk trip. oh i shall share with you the things ive bought in photos. so wait till i upload them soon la. btw as promised, heres the photo of the store i almost wanted to tear down. the heart with the pair of evil eyes... but its really closed when my sis and i went before 11am like that la. it was only after egg tarts then we return and it was open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comme_des_garcons"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242537977693098818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SME8g7nkU0I/AAAAAAAAAr4/KyDXZ26-SC4/s400/31082008303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8218529848640015544?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8218529848640015544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8218529848640015544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8218529848640015544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8218529848640015544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/09/recollections.html' title='Recollections.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SME8g7nkU0I/AAAAAAAAAr4/KyDXZ26-SC4/s72-c/31082008303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2894691928793646920</id><published>2008-09-03T11:06:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:47:33.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderlust at w. asia's world city.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;time for some updates before i get cramps on my legs. okay, so the thing is i just came back from the last-minute napfa test which was such a huge disappointment. after three holy years of freedom, luxury and comfort, i feel so comfortable walking around and munching down all sorts of food happily. but this very day blew off my hope for a shorter national service life. i should have jumped further and pulled harder - i failed at the freaking first station aka standing broad jump. =( i could jump as far as tarzan and jane back in secondary school and this time, it was a mere two over metres. shit this im going to have my last try next wednesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, i was away happily so enjoying in hong kong since last wednesday till sunday. morning blues were killing my sister and i. we shopped as if the stores are 7-11 till we had a baggage filled with just shopping items. summer is a damn good time to go hong kong where summer sale is almost everywhere. the best bargain? true blue 70 percent off clothings of local designer labels. i swear GSS (great singapore sale) is nothing compared to this man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the trip started waking up early for flight to terminal three and the journey was sloooooooww... my moms friend came to fetch us from the airport despite the hot weather. cabbed from airport to hotel at kowloon island. this time, we had a change of hotel cos of the recommendation by my sister. hotel miramar (the hotel we always stay) has now become so chic and even had a name change to the mira hong kong. anyways, we didnt fuss much over the hotel as we are always out. after checking in, we went for tea at a traditional tea house called mido cafe at yau ma tei right below the dorsett seaview hotel. hahaha, super hard time to find and the damn guide is wrong! okay, i couldnt really remember the remaining places we went to cos it was just alot! walking, eating and shopping were the things we did la. but i think the place we went to was argyle centre where my sister searched for the girls stuffs. it was basically around mong kok area and temple street on the first day. dinner at maxim's cafe. guess there was abit of shopping again after dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the next day was breakfast at canton road's famous dessert place (tang chao/tang dynasty) then shopping at our all-time favourite citygate outlet. super good place to search for branded, sports, casual, formal clothings at factory outlet prices! huge mall that stretches across the lantau island and theres food republic there where a plate of hainanese chicken rice costs 8 singapore dollars! but the portion of food items are huge la, can last singaporeans for two meals but because of the long walking distance along the streets and the mtr (train) stations, the food will be digested in no time. we had simple lunch at the hong kong's version of food republic. okay, then few hours of shopping at just one mall (ralph lauren, burberry, puma, adidas, nike, giordano, nautica, quiksilver and so on), we headed over to kowloon for the new mall - elements. very quiet like ifc mall probably because of the branded stores like versace, dunhill, dior and all. went to w hotel to look for my previous asst front office manager at mandarin. extremely cool hotel because of the whenever/whatever attitude. the huge 'W' which reflects different images through the computerised LED screen is innovative and stylish! they also offer free drinks of which, i was told by the staff its a must-try signature drink of W hotels. i didnt try though. haha, wasted. nothing much at elements and the h&amp;amp;m there sucks big time! shopping at the mall was nothing much either. thereafter we headed to central for dinner. the cafe was super crowded with tourists and locals! the portion, as mentioned, for hong kong and hong kongers are too much for singaporeans! =) before that, my sister and i went to buy their famous egg tarts almost near soho. damn far and we had to "risk" our lives because of the ever-horning taxis. after dinner (super busy cafe and you see the whole outlet filled and more coming in. its double-storey opposite famous yung kee restaurant, just away from lan kwai fong), we took the world's longest outdoor escalator up but did not take the entire from the bottom to the top all the way to mid-levels. along the way back to tsim sha tsui (tst), we went pass the central branch of h&amp;amp;m. tell you, this has got to be the best outlet of all in hong kong! haha, guess it was three levels in total and things can range from head to toe. the ladies' accessories can be as low as hkd19.90 man (approx sgd3.61) to around hkd35.50 or above! its damn good deal and its all from the new season! and of course, we had our own bags of shopping there. =) otherwise we would be there for nothing right? in between all these, we had xu liu shan (hui lau shan, healthy desserts which hong kong is famous for, a couple of times). if you love ice and fruits, this is the place to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;third day started with dim sum breakfast at a maxim's restaurant facing the victoria harbour/hong kong island. as usual, it was as good as the previous time we went. during breakfast, we were deciding if we should actually travel to macao for half-day trip since we were already so near. but the boats/sampans/ships/ferries traveling across the harbour made me hesitate. in the end, we still went ahead with the macao plan. haha =D along the way, i wanted to check out the olympic piazza but it was already closed and left with the huge olympic rings. sadly, all i could see was the rings and the torch. oh yes, we bought tickets to macao and it was quite okay la. the jet ferry took an hour to reach. but we have decided not to go macao in future unless really necessary because there wasnt much to do! the tourist attractions were way out of the ferry terminal and the only resort was to take the shuttle to the casinos! hahaha we dont game but we went ahead still. there were like almost ten casinos-hotels-resorts counter and shuttle service to serve every arriving passengers. haha you can see mandarin oriental, mgm, wynn, the venetian, lisboa, galaxy starworld to sands, so many and you get confused! oh well, because of the attractions at the far other end of macao, i suggested to check out the world's largest casino - the venetian at cotai strip. in fact, cotai strip is sort of on the "other island" linked by quite a few bridges and the strip itself is still building up more casino resorts at a very scary number (sheraton, st regis, w hotel, marriott, ritz-carlton, four seasons, shangri-la, traders, hilton, conrad, fairmont, raffles, swissotel, galaxy and so many others). its all just about a street across or next to one another. its all along that strip and in order to get there from the ferry terminal, the shuttle service takes about 15 minutes. and as fairytale from outside as it is of the venetian, its like disneyland theme resort or the hokkaido chocolate factory. the venetian consists of over three thousand guest suites spreaded over four wings i guess? i saw main hotel lobby, hotel lobby west, east and so on. the interiors were renaissance-victorian style, all inspired like venice. very very grand, you feel like a royal member. theres a food-court selling different food such as hong kong, western, macao, singapore cuisine. then we went walking around the grande canal (shopping mall of the venetian) which is also linked to the shoppes at four seasons. we also checked out the mega casino. haha my maiden casino visit okay! i didnt manage to get to those casinos i went during my past trips in gold coast (conrad jupiters), kuala lumpur (genting) and seoul (sheraton grande walkerhill). the slot machines and the gaming tables, im totally amazed! i dont understand a single shit on how to play with those games and the simplest like the jackpot machines arent any easier either. we left after exploring quite awhile and got the taste of this super nice casino! hahaha its really really something you will get awed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;even though the macao trip wasnt something so nice (boring!) but the casino was definitely an eye-opener for me la. i mean i didnt expect myself in there watching those people play. haha, we went back to hong kong in another one hour ferry journey and it was tiring! dinner continued at the temple street for some good seafood feast followed by night shopping with my sister at granville. shopping doesnt stop after 2200hours, but 2300hours or later! you get really good deal at the summer sale there, seriously! haha, all thanks to our plan and maps. we have our own piece of harvest every day, really! silvercord mall is a good place to shop but even if its sale, its still so expensive! haha, y-3 was the worst la after deduction it was still around sgd400 plus. omg! hahaha, some other local designer labels too. so we went off after checking out most of the stores. if you are going to hk, check out a store d-mop and you can faint after seeing their prices! super super frightening, your bank/wallet will shrink and step back ten steps! hahahahahah. fred perry there is around the same as singapore though. oh yes, grandville is like the hong kong version of ximending. they have a whole stretch of stores (clothings, yes all) along the street and hidden in weird buildings. thats where we found our prey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fourth day was breakfast at a mong kok porridge place (good for their pig's blood fish porridge, but i didnt take it). the doughstick and sesame dumplings are good too! went around the wet market in search of the fresh vegetables and then over to all-time favourite langham place for shopping. the shops there dont open as early as what we have here. its usually from 10plus to 11am. 13 levels of shopping ranging from toys, accessories, bags, clothings, souvenirs, food and too many to name. currently they have the zodiac machines where you throw in coins/notes which will be donated to worldvision charity. about two zodiac machines will be placed on each level and you select the fortune you wish to know for example, love, in general and so on. the zodiac machine will then flash colours and the colour that stops will be reflecting your luck. details on the colours are attached next to the machine for easy reference. very interesting! then we went to langham's h&amp;amp;m and its the better outlet compared to elements but not so to central's. again, we had our shopping bags from there. the jeans are less expensive than levis by alot! okay, it was a great shopping thing la. next was how can we leave without buying good and good-for-our-bank-account shoes? sneakers and sport shoes along this "sportshoes street" is the place where you get the latest designs from lacoste, puma, onitsuka tiger, nike, adidas, new balance and others at very good prices! though no bargains can be made but if you compare it with singapore, its so so much better in price! halfway through shopping for shoes, my mom got a call from her friend to meet for lunch as well as collecting some local products. so we met at times square for lunch at this chinois restaurant. not really very chinois, okay its zen. the abalone sauce with phoenix claws (chicken feet) is damn damn good! ive never dared to try out chicken feet but this is the one that made me try it. its the fragrance and tasty sauce used to cook the abalone that attracts hence the good taste. plates and plates of dim sum really filled us up. though its located at high-end mall but this outlet doesnt bill you the tea (different varieties) and the taxes (10%) so its really worth it! the dishes are well presented and highly recommended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after lunch we went to the bazaar sale at level 13 where they slash prices of really branded labels like chloe, juicy, stuart weitzman and so on. but the juicy flip-flops were too "lian" to accept. hahaha... we didnt get anything from there cos after the discounts, an item on average can still remain at sgd300 plus and above. we continued abit at gucci where its infested with mainlanders, lane crawford and juicy couture. juicy has its own version of monopoly which is interesting and cute, for girls especially and a set of writing materials in baby pink or pink which is about sgd 100 i think. hahaha not exaggerating but its true! then we checked out the first agnes b deli which serves cakes, pastries, chocolates and the usual drinks. pretty much like normal cafe but its agnes b so its cool. haha, i couldnt takeaway the cakes due to the hot weather and that we wouldnt be returning to the hotel any time soon, so too bad for me la. =( out of times square, we went to sogo and some other streets where they have a store that imports authentic abercrombie, hollister stuffs (from flipflops, bags to clothings) but its damn expensive. a tee for men is around sgd90, so too bad also because initially i was thinking if i can "sup" some home rather than getting it shipped home which in the end is cheaper but bo hua also. i have alot of "thens" in this entry because in one day, we went round and round non stop la. its just "mai dong xi, chi dong xi, mai dong xi, chi dong xi" (buy things, eat things, buy things, eat things - hktb (hong kong tourism board) ad many years ago). then we managed to find this jardine street which is much like bugis village but narrower. hahah, we didnt go la cos it seemed like a sauna inside. anyways, we found another store where you can get stuffs from the retro era, beatles and u.s. universities' clothings (harvard, michigan). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we returned to the hotel after that and took some rest. dinner was at harbour city's c!tysuper food place. very crowded place as well. not much shopping there also except walking around my favourite supermarket, c!tysuper. my parents went back to rest while my sister and i did out last night of shopping at a couple of places. and it was, again, because of the huge poster outside this store that wrote up to 90 percent off, we went in and got trapped. hahaha, it was the first day of their sale at this outlet and therefore, the items were available in sizes. not just us, even the locals were running their hands through those moutains of clothings. shoes on display were everywhere on the floor and all the sales people could do was to welcome and greet because arranging them in order is useless. hahaa, its chaotic and hong kongers are damn good in flipping pieces after pieces of clothings on the rack. its like the formula one! hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so the night ended with my sister and i crying for help - legs overworked from walking long distances, up and down slopes, stairs in commercial buildings, in and out of stores. we settled at mcdonalds without ordering anything, just seeking a place for a short rest. haha were so afraid that eyes will start darting at us but thank god it didnt happen. our shopping ends at 2300 plus every night, so you can see how much we have walked, shopped and bought. =) *applause please*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our last day was breakfast at a cafe nearby mong kok which was damn far from the mtr station! we took cab to langham place and had to walk quite a distance we almost gave up. but the food didnt disappoint us! it was really good and its an award-winning cafe okay! went to buy mooncakes from the famous maxim restaurant. oh yes, i forgot there was a wet market before all that. the veges are very very green. my parents headed back to the hotel to pack the stuffs while my sister and i went all the way back to central to get the famous egg tarts. as it was near lan kwai fong where many steep slopes are around and require a good pair of legs la. haha, we went to the comme des garcons store. the shop didnt seem open due to the weird exterior. its covered with wooden carts from inside, looking as if its still under renovation. anyways, i shall show the photo here in the next entry. its four levels high with the last level as an art gallery sort of thing, in white all over with mannequins dressed in black dresses. kinda freaky, oh well. the things there are overly priced la to be honest. haha i really like the heart with the pair of evil eyes but i cant bear to lay my hands on it. i gave up there and went off with my sis. we headed back to tst to get my mooncakes from the peninsula. to no avail, they ran out of stock and left with the huge assorted boxes costing over sgd100 each. so we had our last resort which was at the airport. we headed back to watsons and to the hotel for pack up and also check out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;rested for quite awhile cos we extended our check-out times for both rooms. hahaha, yes ive practised the demands of a hotel guest. anyways, we were punctual and waited for the booked cab by my moms friend to pick us up. the bell boys at the hotel were very friendly la, they spoke to our parents when my sis and i were walking around the hotel's shopping arcade. the journey to the airport was so fast! memories started to flow and to think, time just passes so quickly. so dinner at the airports maxims cafe, ran for my mooncakes and my sister went to the disney store. the flight back was really fast, i wonder why. so much faster than when we were heading to hong kong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, i guess this entry is long enough to keep you for a few minutes and i shall update again soon before i enlist next friday. i may have missed out some, but if i do remember, i will update soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p.s.: mainlanders are super duper rich! they go to lv and gucci stores like they own the whole place. they take the bags from the displays freely and out of the store, they have at least one to two big bags. oh my, they are so so rich! but... *************************************** (this shall be kept to myself) =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2894691928793646920?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2894691928793646920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2894691928793646920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2894691928793646920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2894691928793646920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonderlust-at-w-asias-world-city.html' title='wonderlust at w. asia&apos;s world city.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-7219329719051489929</id><published>2008-08-26T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T02:17:09.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two pots of tea at the Lobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;olympics are finally over and there isnt much tv craving for me except the few hong kong dramas. so sian because right now, i have nothing much to look forward to. i cant glue myself to multiple shows because i will never be able to catch them after i get enlisted. oh man... my days are really numbered and i know very well it will be a complete struggle la. hahaha, all the best to me and thats all i can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i was like finally out yesterday! so happy that i was able to step onto the grounds of orchard man. i cant believe i went back there for pure walking, eating and talking. i didnt shop, honestly. my cousin pat was doing her shopping and the stuffs are quite expensive after the sale season. and for all we know, the latest colour for the coming season is PURPLE! haha, its purple everywhere or else, there are some olive colours. that was one of the greatest achievements for the day. as from her blog, it was alot of walking from orchard to somerset and back and again. went to visit my friends at mandarin which was great! i havent seen them for almost two months and it was good i could sneak in there (wasnt allowed to). it was a short while and so many changes already. going back made me think of those fun days and horrible days. haha but all in all, it was a happy learning experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yes, we had early dinner at a good pasta place - ambush! super nice food and the portion was just as good! it didnt make me drink glasses of water and the sauce was perfect! i know im going back for more because when i was home, i wanted somemore la. hahaha so pat, we must go back there again! went to a couple to places to check out clothings and such. PURPLE is really the "in" colour now, trust me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we went to check out the mooncakes at marriott. i really like the atap seed mooncake's atap seeds. the ebony whisky is quite good too! i love strawberry yoghurt the most! okay la, we didnt become those aunties trying out all the flavours. we were well-served by this nice SHATEC trainee aka my junior. oh then clever me suggested desserts at the lobby lounge. cheesecake was the main point in fact and here goes the story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the desserts and tea cost us 40 bucks and we know its crazy! hahaha our gourmet tea was super nicely presented in a porcelain pot and of course, the sugar cubes, honey (pat loves this most) and the toasted or whatever dried up but pretty good-tasting fruit cake. anyways, yah we spent the rest of the evening there. wanted to catch a movie but it was either no more slots or we cant make it to the cinema on time. sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in about 3 hours' time, im going to be up and 0830hours is my holiday flight! yayness, its a holiday and probably the only one i can have before i go to the wonderful place called fairyland pulau tekong. what a tragic! will be back on sunday so till then i hope time will pass as slow as possible and let me enjoy as much as i can. even though its summer but i know it will be a great trip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pat! singing, movie and mooncakes when im back okay? the rest of my friends (usual clan) to meet up soon for dinner and thatha's birthday! seeya! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-7219329719051489929?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/7219329719051489929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=7219329719051489929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7219329719051489929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7219329719051489929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-pots-of-tea-at-lobby.html' title='Two pots of tea at the Lobby'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8721090565561804085</id><published>2008-08-20T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:42:29.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days are numbered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as my days of freedom are numbered and as the olympic games are coming to an end real soon, i hope i can enjoy as much as i can without worrying a single bit. the feeling is as if deciding a serious matter and serving the nation will definitely not be easy. so as usual, i shall just pray for the better and hopefully things will be good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my favourite sport events are mostly over (such as swimming, table tennis and synchronised diving), there isnt much to catch on the olympic channels already. most are just repeats or sports that im not very interested in. sigh this comes only once every four years and it will end so quickly, but im glad im able to catch most of them before i get enlisted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, last week was a good ending because we had an advanced celebration for my mom's (and my sis i think) birthday. moms on 22 and sis on 23 aug. had dinner at the fullerton hotel and i can say its a good place to dine! moreover it was on the table-tennis finals (sin vs chn) so there wasnt much people around and on the roads. okay, i thought it would be very sad that i wont be able to catch the full coverage of the important match. haha, the dinner spread was quite amazing as they had quite a variety plus prawn tempura! *slurps* we dug into the feast and it was worth the amount. the ambience (singapore river just next, decors, much lesser people), food and service were almost perfect. and while i was waiting for the pasta to be prepared, something caught my eyes. it was the TELEVISION showing the table-tennis match! haha, i left my bread on the pasta "live" station and headed to the side lounge for the tv. good! they switched the channel to the match and from then, i spent most of my time checking out the match results and the entire victory ceremony. the singapore team standing on the podium, having the silver medal around their necks and seeing the singapore flag flying in glory, it was indeed a touching moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then came monday and tuesday when i realised that my favourite games were over so, i had to change channels often and it was quite boring la. im looking forward to the table-tennis match later on with our local team again and also the closing ceremony. a pity i didnt manage to watch the final race of swimming on sunday morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;guess i shall end my entry here and continue watching my show. nothing much happened but the renovation works have finally completed! results? satisfied so now i can invite whoever is interested to take a look at my house/room. update soon! have a great day! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oooh... my ipod low-batt! haha i havent been using it for coming a month! didnt upload songs either.. idiiiioot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8721090565561804085?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8721090565561804085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8721090565561804085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8721090565561804085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8721090565561804085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/08/days-are-numbered.html' title='Days are numbered'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-390121420364023768</id><published>2008-08-17T01:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T02:14:24.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>48 Years of Wait... Today is our day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as the time draws nearer to the finals of the table-tennis game between my home country and china, i really pray hard and wish our team the best. finally after all these years, this is the day we all have been waiting for - which is to see our singapore team standing proudly and waving with tears of joy on the podium and around the neck of the athletes a shimmering medal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i will not be able to watch the match "live" later on in the evening at 1930hours but i do hope our team will bring out the best in them for this match. so lets all hope for the best and of course, to support them till the end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CHEER ON TEAM SINGAPORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.beijing2008.cn/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235176571860393458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SKcVWt4vnfI/AAAAAAAAAjU/xCOWfKg5qDM/s400/beijing+2008+medals+with+strap.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photo courtesy of The Beijing Organising Committee (&lt;a href="http://en.beijing2008.cn/"&gt;http://en.beijing2008.cn&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-390121420364023768?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/390121420364023768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=390121420364023768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/390121420364023768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/390121420364023768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/08/48-years-of-wait-today-is-our-day.html' title='48 Years of Wait... Today is our day!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SKcVWt4vnfI/AAAAAAAAAjU/xCOWfKg5qDM/s72-c/beijing+2008+medals+with+strap.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-7434331715954055870</id><published>2008-08-16T01:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T01:24:55.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer On Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was just another day at home as we had our marble floorings polished to sparkling new. its almost like a mirror effect but fear not, others will not be able to see what one is wearing underneath. anyway, the renovation works are finally coming to an end and im so happy because NO more daily cleaning, NO more moving furnitures from one place to another. it was really an exercise and i hope this will help for my coming enlistment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;about a month's time, i will be botak and "enjoying" the "best of life". i swear it will be something im curious to find out about but at the same time, worry about. its a brand new environment and i really got to drop all the luxuries and comfort of home and outside. it may be worse than in prison and we got to run through the jungles every now and then. i know i got to be prepared for the worst and get it done as soon as possible. guess this two years, you will see a change in something la. hahaha... i hope it will let me remember those days in ncc back in secondary school, which i had one group of good buddies. it was so much fun THEN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as my days are, yet once again, counting down, im not looking forward to it at all. last countdown was my days in mandarin and now, i got to countdown for something i doubt not many will want to do. oh wells, unless i leave for a fairyland long time ago, i wouldnt have to go through this but as what all those who have been through said, "you will learn something and become a better person. you will enjoy it one lah." so lets just pray for that okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;weekends here again! time passes really fast i should say or maybe i didnt make great use of the precious time. hahaha okay la i hope i will during this period of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was watching the table-tennis semifinals (SIN VS KOR). it was extremely exciting, my heart kept thumping faster and faster. all i did was pray, pray and praying real hard for our team singapore to win. the match was as if a life-and-death matter la cos at any time when i stop cheering, it seemed like the chances of winning was getting slimmer and slimmer. lucky, the results turned out well and im really proud that our country has secured at least a medal, finally, in this olympic games! its been 40 years and i really really hope this time can change the storyline of our sports history. no matter what, i guess the table-tennis players have our full support in winning every match! CHEER ON TEAM SINGAPORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-7434331715954055870?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/7434331715954055870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=7434331715954055870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7434331715954055870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7434331715954055870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/08/cheer-on-singapore.html' title='Cheer On Singapore!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-432964631203029918</id><published>2008-08-15T02:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T03:11:37.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Singapore!</title><content type='html'>before i head to bed, i shall blog something in my neglected blog ever since national day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;been rather busy la, i can say, with the renovation works at home. its horrible because after each phase, we got to clean up the mess created and the place is extremely dusty. (note: extremely) and because i dont have a maid, from indonesia or philippines either one, we had to D.I.O - Do It Ourselves la of course. i cant believe it can be so so tiring after, probably, mopping one room or cleaning one whole cabinet and apparently, the dust and all can make my nostrils blocked with nose-shit. and i swear now that i will never want to try renovating the house while im staying. the work, time and effort are enough to cover all the gym works. its even worse than running on the treadmill for 20 minutes my goodness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and as mentioned ive been home and will always be near home until i get enlisted. sad to say, its just one month away and i havent achieve much. friends are busy at work or busy with their own arrangements and the much-anticipated picnic we planned was *ting!* gone! the weather was so undecisive and planning a picnic isnt easy la. food, drinks, ice and stuffs it got to be successful or else it will be for nothing right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cant really use my desktop to blog cos i dont have a chair in the room right now. the parquet floorings in the rooms just got polished and it smell like a new home. today shall begin the marble polishing for the living area and the hallway. sigh, its another day of WORK again! such a chore la and i seriously hate it. but all these will return us with the comfort and new designs. i think i shall invite people over soon. hahahaha... if i have the sincerity to also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yes, i did achieve something which is to catch my favourite olympic sport - swimming! very exciting and in my mind i cheer for the countries i favour. of course, i have to glue myself to the television when michael phelps compete. he is like a fish la! he can swim so damn well (okay as in fast) and broke so many olympic and world records. *salutes* not just to him, i think the rest did well also, especially the aussie girls team which had stephanie rice in there for the 4X200m relay that also broke the world record. and oh, not forgetting the china, japan and our singapore team which was represented by tao li who is the fifth fastest swimmer in the world. im really proud of her even tough she did not win in the finals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, i just hope and pray that the table-tennis team can bring back a medal or two from the games. be it gold, silver or bronze. a medal would make a huge difference to the singapore sports history and a benchmark for the fellow sportsman/sportswoman as well as the young ones. hope today brings good news to us again from beijing! till then, its bedtime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-432964631203029918?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/432964631203029918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=432964631203029918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/432964631203029918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/432964631203029918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/08/go-singapore.html' title='Go Singapore!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-5376919959046632294</id><published>2008-08-09T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:43:29.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 43rd Birthday Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.velocix.com/ndp2008/version2.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232450904743639682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SJ1mYAnqeoI/AAAAAAAAAjM/q6mTDVH-Trc/s400/ndp+2008+logo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Catch the "LIVE" telecast of the National Day Parade 2008 here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Celebrating the Singapore Spirit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-5376919959046632294?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/5376919959046632294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=5376919959046632294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5376919959046632294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5376919959046632294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-43rd-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy 43rd Birthday Singapore!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SJ1mYAnqeoI/AAAAAAAAAjM/q6mTDVH-Trc/s72-c/ndp+2008+logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6745132528027818233</id><published>2008-08-08T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T16:46:35.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One World, One Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.beijing2008.cn/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232064715335200626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="319" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SJwHI09o73I/AAAAAAAAAjE/C_HkqJWC4F8/s400/beijing+2008+olympic+games+logo.png" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catch the Beijing 2008 Summer Olympic Games (Games of the XXIX Olympiad) "LIVE" on major television channels at 2000hours (GMT +8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;同一个世界同一个梦想&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One World, One Dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6745132528027818233?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6745132528027818233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-4124835629333091886</id><published>2008-08-06T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:37:32.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay im back for a bit of blogging then i will continue with my shows on youtube. i cant believe the love for the show is still burning so strong i tell myself i shouldnt miss the show on any of the days. hahaha bet it will be listed as one of the greatest achievements made so far, during my break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday was a fun but short day. was out (finally!) from the cave with my crazy friends. all the places that we planned to go didnt end up in the day's summary la. we had numerous places in mind but couldnt set our mind on a specific place. lunched at bugis and yes, it was sadly that place again. i think its all fated and we didnt enjoy the service at all! the china girl looked as if beijing will not hold the olympic games anymore. but the demanding guest in me showed up... haha ive always wanted to la because i couldnt take it anymore. as usual, we had our shit loads of jokes and all those random stuffs and mocking at the people moving around. then went to check out the mooncakes at intercontinental and bought the puffs from chewy junior. oh well, bugis was getting crowded so we decided to leave for suntec despite sujatha's plan to visit the "big tent" of which she meant bugis village. hahah yes and thanks to the weather we didnt go in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the journey to suntec was so down the memory lane la. its as if doing a heritage walk or something where you see old shophouses and the duper lousy beach hotel and some cheapo hotel/motel along the way. the moment we reached suntec, we planned to go somewhere nice to chill and we ended up at starbucks suntec then who knew, there was no proper place to sit and the sofas were all taken up so we decided to go millenia walk. it was a very undecisive day la and we had no idea on exactly where we really wanted to go. anyways, we ended up at starbuck millenia but there was no place again! so we went to tcc which was pretty empty and the staff stared at us because we were still deciding. oh well, then upon seeing this group of caucasian tourists walking towards us and remembering that they were at starbucks just now, we went to get the seats. okay, they told me to run so i ran lah and it was such an auntie-mrt seat experience. oh yah, i got a call which i couldnt prompt the caller with anything while we were shopping at candy empire. heck the hotel membership i wasnt given any chance to say a word after i receive the call. hahaha, the person spoke like machine gun and was, probably, reading from a script. vouchers and complimentary stays blahblahblah. i think i got the call again today. oh my god!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shared alot of things and my thunderous laughter caught my TMS fellow trainee from ngee ann poly attention. okay lah, it was a moment of truth my friend finally know how loud i can be. after all these, we went home and the journey home which i shant say was horrendous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today was out with my mom for lunch at orchard hotel. so nice! it was local food cos of the national day and i can say the food there was quite a variety lah. i didnt eat much but i did enjoy, especially the soft-shell crab and dao suan (yellow bean dessert served with doughstick). super nice and we left around one plus cabbing home. hahahaha.. oh the roti prata and laksa were good too! a pity there wasnt much ingredients added like prawns or fishcakes in the laksa. it was a long overdue lunch cos of the house renovation works plus i couldnt wake up early you see. but the high tea is, unfortunately, over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, i think i shall end my entry now and check my mail from W hotels. i love W hotels so much i must stay there and buy their stuffs one day. whenever. whatever. one of the coolest hotels in the world. okay till then i shall update again soon but no photos at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-4124835629333091886?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/4124835629333091886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=4124835629333091886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4124835629333091886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4124835629333091886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-wonderful-world.html' title='What a wonderful world'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-29377833159965787</id><published>2008-08-04T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:01:55.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rediscover the magical moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Indulge in pure bliss and indulgence of a lifetime with The Ritz-Carlton Battery Park. This could be your dream vacation if you are planning on an exclusive honeymoon experience. Romance with your partner and burn an endless hole in your bank account. Be sure to be swept away by the legendary services of The Ritz-Carlton. It's all worth the while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Starting at USD40,000 per night, guests may enjoy the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- One night accommodation at the creme de la creme Ritz-Carlton Presidential Suite, offering spectacular view of the New York harbour and the Statue of Liberty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Design and experience your very own fireworks display in the privacy of your suite set to a musical CD of your choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Limousine transfers from home or airport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Private 24-hours butler on the call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- A romantic butler-drawn bath in the suite's Jacuzzi with views overlooking the harbour and Statue of Liberty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- In-room candlelight dinner and private meeting with the Chef to select menu and wine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Dom Perignon champagne and strawberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- In-suite breakfast in-bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isn't this the kind of luxury one can never dream of? Now, The Ritz-Carlton presents an exhibit of class beyond imagination, simply because it's their pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To make your reservation or for more information, please &lt;a href="http://www.ritzcarlton.com/en/Properties/BatteryPark/Reservations/Packages/Detail/cant_buy_me_love.htm"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-29377833159965787?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/29377833159965787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=29377833159965787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/29377833159965787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/29377833159965787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/08/rediscover-magical-moments.html' title='Rediscover the magical moments'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8350068034962554251</id><published>2008-08-02T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T02:58:08.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;while i wait for my show on youtube to finish downloading, i shall blog something here first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;todays another day at home and reason being, i guess all of you should know, that my house is undergoing renovation works. my mom and i had no tv to watch at all during the whole morning and afternoon because they were painting the living room and yah, the switch has got to be off and there was no way we could shift the huge tv into my room. anyways, it was a horrible afternoon and the weather was terrible. it was like having a sauna bath despite the fan blowing at extremely high speed. the sunlight just shone into the room and there wasnt a single bit of wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was watching 籃球火 (Hot Shoe) and 命中注定我愛你 (Fated to Love You) for the past few hours and although the former is a little exaggerating but both shows are pretty good. i shall try finish watching them all before i bloody hell enlist into tekong. i got to achieve at least something what right? hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i seriously have no idea on where to go and what to do nowadays. all ive been doing is staying at home and rotting. the best achieved thing that i have last done, i guess, was the time i last checked-in or checked-out a guest. sigh, actually right, i could have done part-time there or something but i really dont want to encounter all those shit time and again. the people whom i'll be working with will be different plus one year was already enough for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha trust no one is reading my blog. alright, its late now and i got to go to bed soon. and i dont think i will be meeting my friends later on either. oh well... its going to be another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7 more days to National Day Parade 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6 more days to Beijing 2008 Summer Olympic Games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8350068034962554251?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8350068034962554251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8350068034962554251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8350068034962554251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8350068034962554251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/08/while-i-wait-for-my-show-on-youtube-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2428501901774820367</id><published>2008-07-31T23:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:04:59.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evan Yo &amp; Blogging in a different way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha believe it or not, this is the first time im blogging in my living room and using the laptop. hahaha i dont know what i find so amusing about but then again, its something different and the fonts here look slightly larger. as im typing this, im waiting for room raiders to show so... shall make use of the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my house smells of paint now. good thing my room and my sister's rooms are done and the colours turned out pretty well, its only left with the living room, dining area, the yard and my parents' room. i tell you, this can be the worst experience ever; to be staying at the place where renovation works take place. you got to pack all the stuffs, clear them nicely in boxes and try to squeeze as many into one as possible and then you got to clean up the place after the workers finish their job. OH ROOM RAIDERS IS SHOWING NOW! bear with me for awhile and i will return when they are having commercial breaks... *glued to room raiders* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, im back for awhile to continue with this entry. btw, if you have been reading xiaxue's blog and know about the legal issues between herself and dawn yang, who do you side most? oh well, its not my business at all but just a reader of one of the blogs and honestly, i do really support the former more than the latter. anyway, we shall see okay? and thats provided if you are interested and as busybody as i am. hahaha to keep myself entertained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;havent been achieving much during this week, there wasnt any mcdonalds breakfast and there wasnt any outing to do. all i did was staying at home and rotting, seriously. it may be boring but tv and internet keep me occupied plus checking out some of the exotic vacation getaways make me want to leave for one very soon. sigh, actually wanted to go on a holiday alone. yes, just alone and enjoy the sun, sand, beach, city, lights, food and comfort. but i would love to go hokkaido again hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tonight im planning to sleep in the living room, sadly. my room smells of paint even though i think solution was added with some aromatic essence kind of thing. but i dont want to choke to death at night while sleeping. hahaha oh why i sound so happy huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and also i have added in a player that plays some of the songs from evan yo's new album. the first song is really nice and i think to benefit your ears, i should share it with you all. so if you want to listen, click on any of the tracks listed on the player and have a preview of it. each track lasts about 30 seconds to 45. not too sure. anyway, please enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;all of a sudden, i was thinking of whats one's dream wedding and honeymoon? what's yours like? will it be...:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- like celebrities where they hold it in private castles or chateaus in france?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- get the whole area guarded by security?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- pay ridiculous prices for decors such as flowers flown in from some other side of the globe and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- custom-make your bridal dress from famous labels (vera wang, frederick lee etc.) or your suit from also famous labels (zegna, cyc at raffles hotel etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- specially appointed hairdresser (such as david gan etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- book private jets to fly your guests to your wedding venue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- must make sure that all dishes served are of high quality but quantity doesnt matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- champagnes served at all tables (moet et chandon to vevue clicquot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- wines as expensive as chateau d'yquem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- wedding cakes specially designed, entire tier cake can be served to all guests&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- luxurious wedding cars, besides mercedes (bentley, rolls royce or even maybach)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- honeymoon on a private island with no public access at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;apart from the above, whats ur dream wedding going to be like? any readers who are kind enough to share with me may do so by tagging and then leaving your url or perhaps, email me with your ideas, suggestions, opinions blahblah whichever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, i think i shall end my entry now. im still thinking if i should go to the flickr photo exhibition on saturday. sigh... we shall see and i think i will blog again later. if i continue here, it will be really long and never end. laters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2428501901774820367?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2428501901774820367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2428501901774820367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2428501901774820367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2428501901774820367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/evan-yo-blogging-in-different-way.html' title='Evan Yo &amp; Blogging in a different way'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8469509068771090494</id><published>2008-07-30T02:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T03:30:11.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going into history</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;think i should blog something before i leave my computer for a few days, okay a few weeks cos my house will be undergoing renovation works starting from today onwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so my room is empty now, left with bed and stuffs. i really hope the design and final product turn out well and as good as i'd expect it to be. i have been preying on so many designs from magazines and yes, hotel guestrooms and suites. haha not really suites la, but im just taking some of those designs into consideration. i dont want to stay in my colourful room for the rest of my life what. the current colours were picked when i was back in primary six, so sadly the colours are a little outdated now. its been... since the millennium year so start calculating okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ive been at home, yes HOME for the past coming one week. i need to go out but im very lazy to (dress up, move around aimlessly and cracking my brain on where to eat and what to buy). the urge of buying something comes whenever im out but i try my best not to. the sale is over, the prices are higher and whats there to buy when im like going to serve my beloved singapore in a few weeks' time, plus going botak which i will hate it so much i will have to wear a cap whenever im out. im supposed to have lunch with my mom at orchard hotel yesterday but i didnt want to really get up so we'll probably have to wait till after the reno completes. i was supposed to confirm a date with my friend for hightea at some hotel, but i have yet given any reply. shit, im dead shit cos i havent been replying to calls and smses. i just leave it as it is, unless its really important or from my family. anyway, i shall go out soon and plan something when my friends come back from holiday. im so looking forward to a vacation with my family or on my own. if its my own trip, it will be a short getaway and enjoying the luxuries of flight travel classes and hotels. and yah, will have to pay a price for it la. im getting poorer each day now. i hope the interests in the bank helps. okay, lets see my dream (DREAM ONE OKAY) vacation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- first, i must pick a reliable airline (ive never trusted some airlines that go missing suddenly in the skies)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- second, i must find the best rates, discounts, offers or any thing that benefits me during the trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- third, once the budget is there and all settled, i must pick the best hotel to stay (so many hotels/resorts to choose from and i know i have to stay in a good hotel. a four-star at least.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- fourth, since its a short getaway, it must be somewhere nearby. (ive thought of langkawi, phuket, koh samui and bali. all places with beautiful beaches lah. ahaha cos my holidays are mostly in cities.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- fifth, be a demanding guest for once. just this once to take revenge for all the unhappy times i had when i was a trainee. it sucked to serve such guests and i should be one, this time round. HA HA HA HA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- sixth, i will only give cash deposits upon check-in and asks for free upgrades. everything free if possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- seventh, munch down all the minibar items and dispute that i did not (NEVER) consume any single thing upon checkout. they will then waive off after being all demanding and mean till the duty manager resolves the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- eighth, i will only be paying for the room charges at the end of the day despite all the charges being posted into my master folio. heck it right? all these will prove their good services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- ninth, be as demanding as possible throughout the stay and asks for countless pillows and then say you'd actually prefer the original one and make alot of requests for room types like seaview, good view, non-smoking room, balcony room blahblahblah... (for resort) good view, high floor, not near fire exit, not near this and that, room number must not have one or two particular digit (eg. 44, 14, 125 and such) blahblahblah... (for a city hotel).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- tenth, being all nice and sweet once everything is settled and greet all staffs a goodbye and tell them i will return to the property. have a good flight back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;btw, my blog is very dead and theres no readers at all. haha how personal this is right? i should remove my tagboard and place something else when i find something interesting lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, i think im going off to unplug everything from the computer and store it somewhere. sigh, the wires are in chaos. guess i will only go to bed at 0400hours. oh man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8469509068771090494?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8469509068771090494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8469509068771090494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8469509068771090494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8469509068771090494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-into-history.html' title='Going into history'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-5149376467766026983</id><published>2008-07-29T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:33:32.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emirates A380-800</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emirates.com/sg/English/flying/our_fleet/emirates_a380/emirates_a380.aspx"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228350195025624098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SI7UzSfYvCI/AAAAAAAAAi8/YL4ureFDa9U/s400/emirates+large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience the Emirates A380 here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First in the world to feature Social Area &amp;amp; Shower Spa in First Class&lt;br /&gt;First in the world to feature onboard Lounge in Business Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future of air travel has finally arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-5149376467766026983?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/5149376467766026983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=5149376467766026983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5149376467766026983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5149376467766026983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/emirates-a380-800.html' title='Emirates A380-800'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SI7UzSfYvCI/AAAAAAAAAi8/YL4ureFDa9U/s72-c/emirates+large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-405651948471968632</id><published>2008-07-24T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T03:01:36.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back from dinner with my friends. hahaha, and our bunch of good pals are left with the pathetic four. whats worse when one of our friends is leaving for a wonderful UK+Paris+Phuket trip. wow, if only i can have such extended holidays now, i will be crying for joy and not feel so bored here in... singapore. okay la, singapore is good in someway, in a way that we dont encounter natural disasters and its just total peacefulness here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, was dinnering with friends at SWENSENS again and drinks at harrys again! hahaha, its after all those high and low search for the best place to eat and enjoy. the whole of last night, i was practically going to every search engines to look for FOOD FOOD and FOOD. the plan came like this okay. i chose timbre at the arts house and there was no bloody number to ask if they serve main course. so i managed to get the number from yellowpages and called. no bloody human being pick up. and after reading all the reviews, it seemed like they serve pizzas, fries, tapas and such, so considering the fact that it wont be a proper meal and one of our friends doesnt fancy pizzas, pastas and cheese, i gave up the idea. then i remember p.s. cafe and theres one damn chi-chi and more convenient outlet at palais, i glanced through the onsite menu and it looked pretty alright. so i messaged everyone and confirmed with them the venue. then who the hell knows i found another better place at palais as well. shit the reviews cos p.s. cafe didnt look as good as it is and photography is like... not allowed? anyways, the search for the dinner went on and on until i almost gave up and yes, decided on simple and humble swensens. afterall that place serves decent food at a more reasonable price. for a simple fare like that, i wasted so much energy and resources, plus the reviews did help much in choosing the best place for gatherings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was finally early today and met two of them at marina square. as usual, i could enjoyed the breeze and the laughters. its quiet today and it makes a perfect day for shopping and just walking around. basically the sale is over i guess, so the prices are up and getting higher. lucky i brought with me as little cash as possible and held back my itchy hands to those clothes. a sad sight but allowing my eyes to feast on those nice clothings is enough la. i dont go out much either right? i stay at home all the time and i see my skin shedding day by day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;right now, i regretted much for not planning a freaking graduation trip. the feeling is damn shitty but cant help it since our friends left so much earlier than expected. oh well, we'll see what we can do and since our group is becoming smaller and smaller, the cost divided will become higher and higher. sigh, so broke yet so wanna enjoy. hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;987 pillowfight is damn boring! so boring and the deejay doesnt talk much besides playing repeated music. SUCKS! the other day i sent a message in and it wasnt read out at all! i think the deejay reads less than 20 messages . shit, im going to change to another station already. muttons + shan&amp;amp;rozz is so much better! okay i think i better go now and search for something. its time to plan for the next gathering... with lesser people. our group is shrinking... and slowly expanding and then shrinking in a few years' time... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-405651948471968632?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/405651948471968632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=405651948471968632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/405651948471968632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/405651948471968632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1778249871944981946</id><published>2008-07-23T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T15:41:48.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, im finally going out after so long. hahah not that i havent been out of my house or estate, but out as in with friends and just hang around. its really really tough searching for a good place to have dinner and at the same time considering many many countless factors such as some of the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- no pastas, pizzas or anything to do with cheese (cos one of my friends doesnt take that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- must be some decent place (thats for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- it must be within the budget set (by all of us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;actually theres no exact budget that we've set la, just that we got to save and scrimp on every single cent as we are now "unemployed" and theres no stable income. its sad la cos if only we are still doing our internship, i guess we could have spent much more. plus, the things are seriously overpriced nowadays and we are just paying the extras for the ambience and the way they garnish the food even though its not nice? sigh, i was checking out p.s. cafe at palais and its damn chi-chi. not sure about the prices though but i went to the one at paragon before. i think i threw the menu back after reading 20 bucks for a stupid sandwich or something. atrocious! maybe they used the most premium ingredients to prepare the food but its gonna be just the taste and end up in the bowl right? i dont mind paying high cost for good food at better places, but at a cafe? no way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, its time for me to start preparing. wil update here again. btw charmaine's new blog will be up soon so hopefully she updates and yah, its managed by me. its going to be a horrible blog anyway since there wont be much updates. whatever la, ive done my part. laters...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1778249871944981946?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1778249871944981946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1778249871944981946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1778249871944981946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1778249871944981946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/alright-im-finally-going-out-after-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-4046098778156804270</id><published>2008-07-20T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T01:48:23.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, i found this really cool place to relax and unwind during a long vacation. i wish... i can be there one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Otahuna Lodge in New Zealand. check this out &lt;a href="http://www.otahuna.co.nz/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;have a great SUNDAY! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-4046098778156804270?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/4046098778156804270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=4046098778156804270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4046098778156804270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4046098778156804270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-i-found-this-really-cool-place-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1629158936655667515</id><published>2008-07-15T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T02:05:33.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird. This is just weird.</title><content type='html'>okay, this entry is long overdue and i know its time to update this place again. hmmm, how should i start? *ponders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so im over and done with stuffs to do with shatec and the feeling isnt something so great about afterall. i still miss school, the yucky environment but i do love the trainers - especially that few of them who made a difference. i miss those days i can spend time with my classmates gossiping over stuffs and shouting at one another over assignments and i love discussions and group projects. it was damn fun and nice. finally, we went back to school today (but not the whole bunch of us anymore though) to submit our 15,000 words report. i tell you this report is a killer. i had to think of so many grandfather stories to write in the report in order to fill up that 15,000 holes. and good thing, i completed it way before i expected myself even though i was complaining so much and worrying like shit whn i was doing my internship... like "how? how ah? when will i ever complete that? it impossible... just... so... impossible..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, the celebrations and dinners are done on the first week, straight right after our internship. no doubt it was all fun but it did burn a hole in my bank account. like ive always said, its demoralising by just looking at it. so to make myself feel better, the thinking will go... "its once in awhile and... this time it will be the final time before everyone goes separate ways." not exactly that but we wont be meeting up as often as we can, partly because some are having great fun back home or overseas = holidays and some are going to further their studies next year. as for me... it will be the day i will enjoy the "best" in life. oh wells, i think i should try looking forward to it and have as much fun as i can. its again friends-making session and i hate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;met up with nab today to submit the report and did it on behalf of our two other friends who are not in town. the submission is bad cos of the encounters with the admin department which works like wood, dead woodlog, tree trunk, tree roots! anyway, it was good seeing those trainers again and catching up with them. then i went to meet up with sujatha and sulaiman for submission whereas nab went home cos she had some guests. after submission, was there chatting with the trainers again and telling them how horrible my hotel was. hahahahah, just kidding. mandarin is a very good learning ground i swear. its better than anywhere else if you are a trainee. but if you are asking why i didnt join back as full-time which is FO assistant manager, thats because im tired of the one-year and yah, perhaps after the hotel is done with all the renovation works. theres too much to handle during this period because it is rather messy, here and there. aiya almost everywhere we run like chatterbox chicken without heads! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yes, i wanted to meet up with pattilicious to sing but shes got no money = your cousin here is damn broke leh. thats what she told me but if she were to save up her daily suppers and snacks plus cab fares, she could have booked the entire karaoke lounge, or even book a few outlets on different days and invite all of our family along. then we were supposed to go somewhere cheap, of which i was given the task to find out but i didnt because i was thinking of saving money too after spending a few hundreds over that one week. yes good food and fun equates to planting a bomb in the wallet. the temptation just never ceases. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;btw, i was chatting with sujatha about her report. the story's very long so i shant elaborate more. she needed help desperately cos her report, guess she couldnt finish and didnt know what to write. anyways, when i told her to try dragging the entire story and write as much about her hotel as possible which should include the cultures and such, the convo went like that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me: su, i think you should write about your hotel's culture and service standards. this will add more words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;su: my hotel no culture. all barbaric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for last night, i laughed so hard and whenever i think about it, i will giggle to myself. this is shit and yes this is my friend. hahahaha, now when i review the message history and run through it, i will laugh crazily to myself. the thought of it is better than watching someone falling off from the bus! oh my god... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, i managed to catch up with my cousin, charmaine lee, who has been flying around happily and yah, flying aeroplanes, helicopters and kites to all her cousins here. its very tough to meet up with her and whats worst when you cant even contact her on the very day we PLANNED to go out together? its extremely terrible lor but it has a price to pay as long as she gets LV from paris or Juicy/Coach/A&amp;amp;F/Hollister from USA. its gotta be more than just food yes? ha ha, flying to mumbai isnt that easy yeah? remember those days we fought for our lives at marriott. just bring out the spirit we had the last time la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, i shall remember to upload some photos of my friend's sendoff last monday. very sad to see so many leaving and enjoying their freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223300523843057218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SHzkJvbG9kI/AAAAAAAAAis/Ti7OyuHRTCo/s400/DSC07184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;breakfast as early as 745am in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223300525918228258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SHzkJ3J3jyI/AAAAAAAAAi0/EBNsZApuiNc/s400/DSC07189.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the seven-star graded sendoff team. all looked sleepy though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;till then, im going to have mcdonalds breakfast later! so happy! my greatest achievement so far during my break!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1629158936655667515?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1629158936655667515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1629158936655667515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1629158936655667515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1629158936655667515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/weird-this-is-just-weird.html' title='Weird. This is just weird.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SHzkJvbG9kI/AAAAAAAAAis/Ti7OyuHRTCo/s72-c/DSC07184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-7445755158941936201</id><published>2008-07-13T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:43:18.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more fifteen thousand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY DONE WITH SHATEC'S ASSIGNMENT SINCE LAST NIGHT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-7445755158941936201?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/7445755158941936201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=7445755158941936201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7445755158941936201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7445755158941936201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-more-fifteen-thousand.html' title='No more fifteen thousand'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1736178128155477100</id><published>2008-07-07T00:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:12:06.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap and Read!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Now, you can read my blog on the go! 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Any charges incurred while using this service shall be borne by the user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1736178128155477100?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1736178128155477100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1736178128155477100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1736178128155477100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1736178128155477100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/snap-and-read.html' title='Snap and Read!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-242508034433527941</id><published>2008-07-06T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:47:08.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CX unveils new inflight cabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SHDMpCm-QyI/AAAAAAAAAh4/qtpOrUa7qD0/s1600-h/cx+new+cabin+screen.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219896973569442594" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5kt4Q-fmI/AAAAAAAAAgY/QRwPFGw76Go/s400/photo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sab, myself, su, sha and man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5kuRJfgJI/AAAAAAAAAgg/zvfKp6ledqE/s1600-h/ritz+n+express+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219219764208959634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5kuRJfgJI/AAAAAAAAAgg/zvfKp6ledqE/s400/ritz+n+express+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sab, myself, mary ann and su @ harrys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5kujM1NOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/0UQRZpl0Z_E/s1600-h/ritz+n+express+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219219769054803170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5kujM1NOI/AAAAAAAAAgo/0UQRZpl0Z_E/s400/ritz+n+express+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nab, mary ann and sha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5ku8tyluI/AAAAAAAAAgw/583ySQn-BjY/s1600-h/photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219219775903930082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5ku8tyluI/AAAAAAAAAgw/583ySQn-BjY/s400/photo+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; smriti, myself and kiky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5ku3QYKDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/LmL7UsuFFNM/s1600-h/photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219219774438385714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5ku3QYKDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/LmL7UsuFFNM/s400/photo+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kiky and myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219233900939380114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5xlIkrBZI/AAAAAAAAAho/RHRq5nIyzYs/s400/edited+photo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our prestige guest - miss mary ann issac &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219241631516519506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG54nHN47FI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Kat3MHm1GU8/s400/edited+photo+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the guest relations executives of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219220598666989538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5le1vyj-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/9cfGMYWzUMA/s400/DSC07165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;spotted this at the airport! meritus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219220606099767810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5lfRb5wgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/jIH0yqkAEUA/s400/DSC07173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;su and i at crowne plaza with the ions, molecules, moles... whatever you call it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8669466414977887595?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8669466414977887595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8669466414977887595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8669466414977887595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8669466414977887595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-story-since-3-years-ago.html' title='Our story since 3 years ago.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SG5kt4Q-fmI/AAAAAAAAAgY/QRwPFGw76Go/s72-c/photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-203098694994078356</id><published>2008-07-01T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:06:21.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Ritzy Affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrL9elfeI/AAAAAAAAAfw/DJ6tnsYZPHA/s1600-h/DSC07069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217960233999367650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrL9elfeI/AAAAAAAAAfw/DJ6tnsYZPHA/s400/DSC07069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrMDQkHhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/WbHfbSiH2zY/s1600-h/DSC07074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217960235551170066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrMDQkHhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/WbHfbSiH2zY/s400/DSC07074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrMPN3GuI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Wu7_Erh_vyI/s1600-h/DSC07080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217960238761056994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrMPN3GuI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Wu7_Erh_vyI/s400/DSC07080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrMU1u2kI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ZT7YFuMMWLQ/s1600-h/DSC07107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217960240270465602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrMU1u2kI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ZT7YFuMMWLQ/s400/DSC07107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrMTBjZkI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Hyku9bLwNw8/s1600-h/DSC07079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217960239783175746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrMTBjZkI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Hyku9bLwNw8/s400/DSC07079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell dinner at greenhouse last night. the quality of the food hasnt really improve since the last time i was there with pat and maine. anyway, the service, ambience and company were there so at least we left there pretty satisfied. it was a chu-chu train ride cos our dear friend kept calling to ask where we were at. my phone line almost burn because there were two people contacting me at the same time but for different purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the fried oysters with mayonaise, eel with potato and the fresh scallop very much. i hope i can indulge in that every day. the desserts especially the creme brulee which we took half of what was served was damn nice. very creamy and the burnt sugar was damn nice! the orange-flavoured cheesecake was good too but a little too dry. overall, the meal was erm... satisfactory. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole evening was spent there chatting and eating really slowly. we ate course by course and jumped to desserts station because it was just next to us (too tempting already!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright another round of gathering later with my project partners. just a simple fare so we shall see... and another night on wednesday. sigh my bank account is burnt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-203098694994078356?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/203098694994078356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=203098694994078356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/203098694994078356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/203098694994078356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-ritzy-affair.html' title='Another Ritzy Affair'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGnrL9elfeI/AAAAAAAAAfw/DJ6tnsYZPHA/s72-c/DSC07069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1824189601501465883</id><published>2008-06-29T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:39:45.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of Asian Grace, Warmth &amp; Care ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2GfDr8PI/AAAAAAAAAeg/9BOV-nfBJoU/s1600-h/DSC06949.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2GklLR1I/AAAAAAAAAeo/ni8H54JFhvI/s1600-h/DSC06999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217338917347084114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2GklLR1I/AAAAAAAAAeo/ni8H54JFhvI/s400/DSC06999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with nellie (the wishful girl who poses as though shes in a beauty paegent) and senior duty manager, clement&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2Gq4w38I/AAAAAAAAAew/ia6pq_3mjnc/s1600-h/DSC07020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217338919039852482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2Gq4w38I/AAAAAAAAAew/ia6pq_3mjnc/s400/DSC07020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; smriti and isabel at mezebar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2Gp1unlI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Eq20YUEXWZo/s1600-h/DSC07033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217338918758686290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2Gp1unlI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Eq20YUEXWZo/s400/DSC07033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; supper-ing with them at chatterbox&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2G1CAolI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Fs7rWF-Wn9o/s1600-h/DSC07042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217338921762988626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2G1CAolI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Fs7rWF-Wn9o/s400/DSC07042.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; asst manager of chatterbox. she was my go-home kaki when we did midnight shift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe0z2jOl2I/AAAAAAAAAd4/TixxzhJoTAc/s1600-h/DSC06949.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe00BhPORI/AAAAAAAAAeA/pCBYkW9d9po/s1600-h/DSC06952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217337499186051346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe00BhPORI/AAAAAAAAAeA/pCBYkW9d9po/s400/DSC06952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; asian grace, warmth &amp;amp; care! the cheongsams!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe00PePX3I/AAAAAAAAAeI/MYNixV_qnl4/s1600-h/DSC06961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217337502931574642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe00PePX3I/AAAAAAAAAeI/MYNixV_qnl4/s400/DSC06961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the family. jennifer, myself, michelle and our trainer, pei kai! best trainer ever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe00cHWrVI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/zH5lLMcEWKs/s1600-h/DSC06965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217337506325245266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe00cHWrVI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/zH5lLMcEWKs/s400/DSC06965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with mr raja (front office manager). thanks to him for the asean summit! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe00lRePcI/AAAAAAAAAeY/r6XRV9mg9iA/s1600-h/DSC06990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217337508783603138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe00lRePcI/AAAAAAAAAeY/r6XRV9mg9iA/s400/DSC06990.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my gossip monger club members, mimi and audrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGevvc9MG5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VA9scuGHvsA/s1600-h/DSC06929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217331923093560210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGevvc9MG5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VA9scuGHvsA/s400/DSC06929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another best. kiky and my first FO friend, pearlyn!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGevxWi4e-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/nVWdFn3vOUI/s1600-h/DSC06931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217331955732347874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGevxWi4e-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/nVWdFn3vOUI/s400/DSC06931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meritus ambassador/mandarin girl - flora!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGevyxYcnGI/AAAAAAAAAdg/SnRRI_RSzj8/s1600-h/DSC06933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217331980116204642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGevyxYcnGI/AAAAAAAAAdg/SnRRI_RSzj8/s400/DSC06933.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shes miss chimney. joreen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGev0aPkogI/AAAAAAAAAdo/w7nGf0i-UPU/s1600-h/DSC06940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217332008264704514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGev0aPkogI/AAAAAAAAAdo/w7nGf0i-UPU/s400/DSC06940.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;miss daisy! guest services manager, also in charge of the meritus ambassadors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGev1kh4mbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/4EDv7frdkqs/s1600-h/DSC06942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217332028205734322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGev1kh4mbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/4EDv7frdkqs/s400/DSC06942.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the "no-nonsense" senior duty manager, mila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as my journey with one of the world's most celebrated hotels - Meritus Mandarin Singapore, it has really been a great one-year even though i thought i almost got into depression and even give up. well, it all came right at the start immediately after signing the contract. i thought i joined the wrong organisation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway this hotel is definitely a good learning ground and stepping stone to the hospitality industry. i have no regrets because i know i have learnt much more than any of my other classmates who are in the other hotels. its just tons and tons of work to do and follow-ups. its really how a hotel with such a huge scale works, and whats more when its undergoing renovations? so many impromptu situations... (shant mention for a five-star hotel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh well since it has already ended a week ago, im glad ive left the place leaving great memories and impression. i will definitely miss the days when i see the striking red cheongsam which is such an icon. as iconic as the singapore airlines girls. i will miss my days spent there - fruitful year indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and yes, my last day was well spent with my fellow trainees and colleagues. claimed hours as hotel was running pretty low occupancy and they had NO CHOICE but to let me off cos it was my last day. erm, drinks at mezebar and supper at chatterbox. had lots of fun and mocking. the whole session was just enjoy, fun and laughter. but really thanks to all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haven been blogging much lately cos ive been trying my best to finish up my thesis. the number of words is not increasing at all and ive already tried my best to recall what ive done. hopefully it gets done before the due date, or else... i will die real badly. and yah, theres actually alot more photos which i didnt post but will do soon. very hectic you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, this coming week is going to be a money-spending week. im going to be so so broke because of the following...:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;30 june: dinner with my friends, 1 july: dinner with my friends also, 2 july: clubbing and 3 july: sending my friend off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my upsell is gone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1824189601501465883?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1824189601501465883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1824189601501465883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1824189601501465883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1824189601501465883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/06/story-of-asian-grace-warmth-care-ends.html' title='The story of Asian Grace, Warmth &amp; Care ends'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SGe2GklLR1I/AAAAAAAAAeo/ni8H54JFhvI/s72-c/DSC06999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2933505584366795348</id><published>2008-06-15T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T02:06:16.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As we move on. We leave traces behind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as im counting my last week with mandarin, this sense of "belonging" came to my mind and i felt emotional. its as if tears will start to well up my eyes. i know its a place i will not want to return for long-term but the bond i have with the people there. it makes me feel that the year spent there was all worth the while. i didnt expect myself to come to this state, where i will feel sad about leaving this terrible place. a place ive never imagined myself to be. a place ive never thought of making it a start to my career path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it came and it went. it was like a breeze, sounds easy but the amount of shit and happiness ive encountered can never be compared to the bond i share with everyone there. they may have left for a better place, but the remaining are the ones who brighten up my days and make me look forward to work. times flies, its another year and its coming to an end. well, a day ive been praying and hoping for to come and this time, its really here. now i know i missed the opportunities to treasure certain things, certain people. the more i should treasure now, i told myself. let them take me, my kindness and care for granted. leave it, at least i leave a good impression behind before i leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;not too sure if the people will miss me as much as i will miss them. nevertheless i hope they have enjoyed themselves as much as i did during the times we went through - its thick and thin. we fight for our own rights, we endure the shit that will be thrown to us. sigh, its now coming to an end and closes this chapter in my life. i miss my younger days when i dont have to think and worry so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;friends that will be kept, i know who they are. friends whom i know i will lose contact with, i know it well. be it someone whom ive been really close to now, in the past and once, they have been the great people around me. they can be the ones who accompanied me through, went breaks with me and so on. they are always asking me to pull myself up and be confident in whatever i do because they know i can do it. alot of people to thank and im preparing some little gifts for them before i leave. they are also the ones who made me grow older, understand more about this industry and society. they let me experience and realise part of my dream. never have i thought of myself doing things related to the hotel. this work experience, except the workload, has been rather wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i hope before i leave, a great impression will be left in their minds la. at least they can remember someone who is always so irritating and being the loudest. and as i move on to the next phase of my life, i hope they will continue to do their best. and when i drop by, i still see the same people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it will be my last week so basically im in a holiday mood already. i guess now, i know hows the feeling of the others who left way before me. the feeling is so good and relax. but memories of the past just keep flashing across my mind and reminding me to treasure what i have now - the things, the people around me. my cousin, pat, told me the same thing too. i guess i really should. life is so short, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, next weeks going to be a busy week for me. keeps me occupied so that i wont be thinking too much and feel sadness. hahaha maybe i'll feel extremely frustrated and hate the place. anyways, its gonna be busy and i shall spend quality time with the people at work. okay, till then i should start worrying about my report and the celebration with my cliques. hahaha, die hard friends/best project partners okay! laters. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2933505584366795348?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2933505584366795348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2933505584366795348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2933505584366795348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2933505584366795348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-we-move-on-we-leave-traces-behind.html' title='As we move on. We leave traces behind.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2147116823503695919</id><published>2008-06-11T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:29:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One and a half more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;soon in one and a half more weeks, my glorious days in the legendary meritus mandarin will be ending soon. next week, i shall bid farewell to everyone and to the workload in the busiest hotel. i will definitely miss those days spent there - especially the people whom cared, shared and enjoyed the best and worst times with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;morning shift later. so sian! i hope i can be in the same shift as the people ive always liked and favoured. damn the times when i have to work with the wrong people. it sucked big time, oh real big time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOO....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2147116823503695919?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2147116823503695919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2147116823503695919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2147116823503695919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2147116823503695919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-and-half-more.html' title='One and a half more'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-3564750116338106249</id><published>2008-06-02T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:59:27.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Minds and definitely Great Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back from the click five concert! i swear it is also one of the best concerts i have attended so far! i screamed, shouted and sang with my nieces. they are indeed great! i love all the songs and its so so high! hahaha, it was really a time i can enjoy myself so much la. but it was too short, hope it could end like 11 plus. oh wells... overall its a concert worth watching! didnt regret at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, my life changed a little here and there. as you know ive been a boy who goes home on time and seldom loiter around. but! ive been spending my nights out with my friends. its been supper, chill out sessions and erm... yes clubbing. okay la, ive only clubbed twice during this one-year internship period so far, so its considered good already la. im not a frequent clubber and i dont drink much. =) supper has become one of my favourite things to do because its a time we can chat over stuffs and laugh over matters. not forgetting the good food too! haha, but when it comes to cab fares, i surrender. so expensive! my life savings may be gone because of it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went clubbing just last wednesday with my colleagues at powerhouse. pretty fun and the music was not too bad. i actually prefer the music at zouk but the company was good la. haha, some of them got high and blabbered rubbish, terrible its so difficult to control. it was fun though. they can just dance so well and i cant dance for nuts. i was working morning shift that day somemore, lethargy was all over me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so many plans coming up and its when my internship is coming to an end soon. in about three weeks i will be leaving the hotel and never return unless as a nasty guest. haha, good thing that ive met those people and learnt alot of stuffs but bad things are the incidents ive encountered there. the employee survey was the only method i can vent my frustrations and unhappiness to the management. it sucks horribly and they should do some reflection. like seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;planning to go singing with pat this wednesday and then sunday is my colleagues wedding day. cant wait for this two days to come cos its a time i can really enjoy and not think of any troubled matters. but that considers money matters k. big burn to my bank account! ahhhhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, its time for me to leave here since ive nothing much to blog already. shall update here again. goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-3564750116338106249?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/3564750116338106249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=3564750116338106249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/3564750116338106249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/3564750116338106249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/06/modern-minds-and-definitely-great-times.html' title='Modern Minds and definitely Great Times'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-503785992089748610</id><published>2008-05-25T02:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:07:26.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to Chocolate Lovers... Like Myself</title><content type='html'>dear chocolate lovers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i am sure you enjoy chocolates as much as i do. they come in fancy shapes, sizes, packagings, tastes and appearances. from brands like van houten, roche, cabury to sins, godiva and my favourite royce, i would love to buy and taste all sorts of chocolates from around the world. life without chocolates equals to killing me silently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if you are just like me, heres a treat to you all - the chocolate lovers. im sure you will love chocolates more than you love yourself, your family, your boyfriend and your girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204022145216176898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SDhmkajgYwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/SwOAL2DRikU/s400/chocolate+gross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-503785992089748610?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/503785992089748610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=503785992089748610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/503785992089748610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/503785992089748610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/05/dedicated-to-chocolate-lovers-like.html' title='Dedicated to Chocolate Lovers... Like Myself'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SDhmkajgYwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/SwOAL2DRikU/s72-c/chocolate+gross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-5513756248257798981</id><published>2008-05-19T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:14:08.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When There's Happiness, There's Sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;todays a pretty fine day i should say and working with the right people made my mood better. seriously, it does aid in making me feel motivated and to look forward to at least something. when i was "trapped" at south tower the other day, i felt damn suffocated and almost died of anger, frustration and irritation. and the conclusion is: work with the right people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, i requested my counter today and all thanks for being early and the duty manager or otherwise, i'd be stucked there again! it was pretty smooth and fun today. i guess thats one of the many things i will always remember and think about it after this internship. it has got to be the people who are around me, helping me and bringing so much laughter in my damned life at mandarin. we laugh over silly matters, we tried to be funny and poked fun at anyone we see. well, i guess theses are the things that keep us occupied when we are under too much pressure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;talking about the end of internship, yet again. indeed i am looking very much forward to it. now its the people who makes me drag myself out of bed, out of the house and under the scorching weather to the hotel and start slogging my ass off six days a week. and this brings to... have i done my report?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha, random entry la. anyway, today after work was dinner with my colleagues (the act-shy/friend of simpsons kiky, the great imitator/russian wife audrey yeo and my lunch buddy shaun). tired as usual after work but we did have alot of fun together such as mocking at our fellow colleagues and kiky. yes, alot of nonsense during the meal and we just laughed nonstop. but just one thing, i cannot stand the affection they have for one another in this love-triangle of theirs. OMG, its damn funny and its extremely drama! hahahah, when i think of it, it makes me laugh and the sadness just goes away instantly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;talking about sadness, i feel the heartache whenever i watch and read news on the sichuan earthquake. its really saddening to see how lives are perished due to the unexpected natural disaster. images of the poor children who are still holding pencils in their hands and were crushed down to ground zero. a mom leaving  her last message in her mobile for her baby whom she hugged tightly to protect. a man who tied the body of his wife onto him, walking her to the journey of peace. the sight is unbelievable! i really cannot imagine myself waking up one day, seeing the chaos outside like what it is now in sichuan. i do hope and pray things will go fine for the people there. i am planning to make a donation to help the people, though it may not be a huge sum but i hope this little effort can help them. i urge anyone who can help these people, to assist and donate. do your part in clearing this nightmare from the mind of the people in need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Donations can be made through the Red Cross Society, UNICEF as well as WorldVision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-5513756248257798981?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/5513756248257798981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=5513756248257798981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5513756248257798981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5513756248257798981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-theres-happiness-theres-sadness.html' title='When There&apos;s Happiness, There&apos;s Sadness'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6986030409547210136</id><published>2008-05-16T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:45:01.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven More Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;morning shift later and its been some time since i last woke up at 0500hours in the morning. its saturday somemore which means that i wont expect myself to see any students dragging their feets to school. i guess i will only see myself, my shadow and a few factory workers. sigh, i planned for a saturday off day but they gave me a friday off. sadness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and again, time passes so fast and the last time i actually blogged is coming to a week already. oh man, can the time pass a little slower because i really need the time? im now stucked in the first part of my report and i know i can never complete it with my discipline. its really bad plus the fact that im distracted by so many things. someone help me please? ive almost forgotten everything on the start of my internship. its coming to a year leh and the best place i can actually refer to is my pathetic blog. a place ive abandoned pretty often ever since internship started. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have nothing much to blog about actually because my life revolves just about the same. wakeup, eat, hotel, home, eat, sleep and online. sometimes i do go out after work with my colleagues la but its seldom. anyways, i dont expect myself to have a very happening life, especially now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay la i think i should log off already. its too boring here. will update again, have a good weekend everyone! laters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6986030409547210136?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6986030409547210136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=6986030409547210136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6986030409547210136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6986030409547210136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/05/seven-more-weeks.html' title='Seven More Weeks'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6342108535666530093</id><published>2008-05-12T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T02:09:14.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbered Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in the midst of doing my report, i noticed that no matter how much that ive typed, the number of word count stays stagnant. its as if ive done nothing to it and all i could do was to recall and ensure that i dont leave anything out. but im tired, my brain juices is drying up like water being evaporated in a desert. sigh, i guess im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;numbered days and all im doing now is counting down. but... hails national service on an auspicious date, 12 september and im in for shit. i know its going to be damn tough and dirty. i know i can never ever get the luxury of cakes and priceless freedom. oh well, i have to go through unless i run away and get myself jailed for the rest of my life. im not that stupid la. anyway, today was pretty smooth i should say. work was so-so and i feel the lethargy getting into me already even though i try to look forward to work. but it all depends on who you work with and you see if you can click with your colleagues. or otherwise the day will be in a puddle of water, getting yourself wet and hurt. but... im still tired even when im working with my best partners. erm, cant really say we coordinate damn well la, at least we can have fun while working and laughing our asses off over every single thing. if only the schedule turns out well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today i was being f**ked by a guest. he told me that straight into my face and i just said thank you very much sir. he is a thousand years demon who thinks highly of himself. hes just a piece of shitface with maggots growing around his **toot** and he just wants some pleasure. totally sicko and i was even so kind to advise him on those cancellation charges. goddammit but im fine and not affected. i was calm and cool when handling it. i didnt raise my voice either hence, that explains my tiredness. im immune to all these already after... 10 months?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was at desmonds 21st birthday and it was a gathering for the usual group. erm, it was once in awhile and i enjoyed myself pretty much with the company. it just seemed like i can open up myself and do all those silly stuff and laugh nonstop infront of them. its weird and i really think thats who i am. thats when i throw away that mask on my face and really really just let everything off my head. i miss school badly and i dont mind doing all those projects again despite the research, time and last minute rushing. I MISS SCHOOL AND CAN I GO BACK TO THOSE GOOD OLD DAYS???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, after work today was a short trip with my hotel colleague and lunch buddy. really nice people and they are the ones who can actually brighten up my days in this dull hotel. im serious, otherwise i think i'd have already gotten terminated for the bad mood. i swear, without this bunch of fun people in the hotel, life will be so so sad and as one of my colleagues was saying this morning, "life is so short..." it just sounded damn drama. well, i should treasure every minute and second when im with them now before leaving the hotel in another 6-7 weeks' time. its fast! everythings coming to an end and im only starting my 15000 words report like now? hahahahah, i doubt i can ever complete it la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the weathers crazy la. its damn humid now plus there seemed like theres no ventilation at all! why cant it rain now and let me have a good sleep? arrrggghhhh.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh mothers day was celebrated on saturday night at changi village hotel. the pastas, pizzas and tenderloin were fantastic la. i hope i could eat more but i cant swallow them already. i even gave up my dessert lor. =( it was a great dinner and the hotels nice. so much like a bali getaway because of its location and design. i love the swimming pool very very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay la, i think i should go to sleep and prepare for work tomorrow. its gonna be shitty days again because occupancy is picking up and rooms are being overbooked. WHERE THE HELL AM I GOING TO BUILD A ROOM FOR YOU WITH YOUR TRILLION REQUESTS?!?!?!?!?!?!?! KNS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6342108535666530093?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6342108535666530093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=6342108535666530093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6342108535666530093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6342108535666530093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/05/numbered-days.html' title='Numbered Days'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-9175123436422146399</id><published>2008-05-04T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:02:36.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Misconduct</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;something quite unbelievable happened. if you were once my classmate, i was never late for classes but this time, i had to sign a bloody misconduct from my damn favourite hotel because i was late for five minutes? haha, anyway it came as a "surprise" for me la and i just signed it quite blindly. but from what i remember, i left home at the usual time so this must be the bus or train's fault la. they are NEVER punctual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so another week went and comes the month of may. this is shitty and last week, i felt really bad and all day long, i wasnt really in the mood. first came the army letter and yes, i am to report on 12 september (sadly and reluctantly) to the fantasy island, pulau tekong. this set me thinking that i should treasure every single second now and make the best out of it otherwise i'll be suffering or even crying my heart out with no one coming to my rescue. oh well, its going to be a disaster and i shall pray hard to all Gods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last week was supposed to be a clubbing day. sadly, things changed when everything was planned. we didnt remember it was going to be a public holiday the next so we went ahead and the queues were long. DAMN LONG! moreover, i cant look like i am of that age to get into the other clubs, so my fault for that and i felt real bad. in the end, i went home and the cab was simply midnight robbery. the ride robbed 30 bucks from my bank account! oh my...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by the way, im glad my bestest cousin charmaine lee will be taking her first flight later at 0640hrs as a singapore girl. may the journey and trip be safe and enjoyable for her and im sure she will like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay i guess i should stop here already. its another start of the week for me tomorrow. im now counting my days because its coming to an end soon which i think its pretty fast. ive survived for nearly ten months. this also mean that i have to start on my report already. whatever it is, freedom is ending soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-9175123436422146399?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/9175123436422146399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=9175123436422146399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/9175123436422146399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/9175123436422146399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/05/misconduct.html' title='A Misconduct'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1522346738751199953</id><published>2008-04-29T01:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:53:42.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 620th Post in 4 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this marks the 620th entry in my blog which has been running for, coming to 4 years and im glad i started it with the influence of my cousin, pattilicious, back then. its a good place to share feelings/emotions, rants and all sorts of mood and erm just simply everything from school, personal life, family, friends and blahblah. although these 4 years werent smooth sailing, especially the year when i did real badly for my Os, i guess that was the main challenge i had so far because the scores just couldnt get me anywhere. no doubt ive always wanted to join shatec since sec three days but then again, i hoped i could go into temasek poly or some other decent places. i really cant imagine how much i wanted to try out the three months junior college and i knew i couldnt get in. somehow, i was, yet again, influenced by my, then, friend whom ive lost contact with totally, to try out one junior college (far from possible) - *drum rolls* AC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, its all in the past and indeed, it was a flamboyant teenage life la. i treasured every single moment with my family and friends plus the fact that i know things will not be as good as before. then again, i tried my best to please both sides and balance them well. i remember going out every single weekend with my friends and in my mind, going to town was like sleeping in heaven. the pocket money i got was really good and that amount could make me survive for as long as two weeks i swear, or even longer. my mom just hand me the money and i'd better ensure it comes back not a single cent less because i know very well i shouldnt splurge, unless on food. we dont eat delicacies and we dont buy real branded. we eat nydc and marche which was one of the hippest cafes around and we buy clothes from topshop/topman, bugis, zara and shops in heeren and far east. the feeling was great and one of the most memorable thing was, i had to buy durian puffs from goodwood park every now and then. its just irresistable and i know its time to get it again this year. i was really sick of durian puffs during the marriott days because we could just simply grab them from the pastry kitchen and munch them down our stomach without any costs. i love marriott, till this very day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;things have changed for sure, including friends around you then. in my inbox, it reads the same group of smses i get every day, week and month and im glad this group of friends are the ones i can rely on, despite knowing that we will be going to different places in future. some are leaving for italy, some to switz and some planning to dubai. where will i go? im not too sure but if im given a chance to study overseas, i definitely will and i know i will hate to leave home. but thats for the sake of my future so... we shall see. theres still national service to go, so such plans will have to come later but its already running in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mixed feelings. this entry is rather, or very random but i think its one of the longest entries ever since i started my internship. i quite enjoy work today with the group of people but it just felt weird, totally. i dont know what happened but yes, somethings just not right to me. i try to look forward to work everyday but i just cannot do it the moment i have to leave my house. if only things can return to the past, i hope it will last forever. i miss spending the times with the other trainees and old staffs during the xmas season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today we had this stupid trainee's meeting and i think its lame. i was late and i had to tell the biggest joke of the day hence i "sacrificed" the training assistant and made a fool of her infront of the others. i know its bad but i just cant help it. im good when it comes naturally to my mind but when im told to, its just blank in my head. but whatever it is, i hope it made everyone happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wednesdays the day i have to think nonstop. my friend called me for clubbing and its with my hotel colleagues. its gonna be weird and i predict it will not be as good as i thought of initially. anyway, let nature takes its course and i shall decide again later. sigh, just when everythings going fine, things will just happen and spoil it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this entry suck and its boring to the core. if you think this entry is really random and messed up, i guess it explains the feeling im having right now. its just in a mess and it only comes in place when im with my family, not just my parents and sister but the family as a whole. oh wells, whatever it is i just need some time to think and reflect over the stuffs and get myself calmed down. im hoping to meet up with my usual group of friends by this week and laugh over all sorts of matters. at least it can let me stay away from those thinkings, for awhile. till then, laters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1522346738751199953?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1522346738751199953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1522346738751199953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1522346738751199953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1522346738751199953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/04/620th-post-in-4-years.html' title='The 620th Post in 4 Years'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6931023524345426231</id><published>2008-04-27T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:57:55.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It came and it went</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;out of boredom, i decided to blog something before i head to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today was a rather day well spent with my family. had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dimsum&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shang&lt;/span&gt; palace and it was great. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dimsum&lt;/span&gt; there are real good and i love the salted yolk custard bun - its a must-try and i even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tabao&lt;/span&gt;-ed home. then we dropped my sister and her boyfriend at orchard while we shopped around at paragon. it was only for awhile though because (1) its too crowded, (2) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; nothing to see or buy and (3) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; THERE almost every single day which makes me sick. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LV&lt;/span&gt; was having a horrible queue so in the end, we decided to give up and go home straight. i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;singaporeans&lt;/span&gt; are getting richer and richer each day despite the increase in prices for living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i remember when i was young, fashion boutiques were as little as having crows around then. and patrons to those high-end boutiques are, probably only the sales person in the store the whole day. but now, you see queues, crowds in each and every boutique and patrons simply walk out of the store with a few bags in the hands. its exaggerating and its not even SALE. moreover, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ralph&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lauren&lt;/span&gt; was considered one of the highly sought after fashion labels when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LV&lt;/span&gt;, Gucci, Loewe, Dior and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blahblah&lt;/span&gt; were so expensive then. owning a piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ralph&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lauren&lt;/span&gt; is as if you own the world already. now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ralph&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lauren&lt;/span&gt; is everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, away from the topic. i was reviewing my seniors report and i think i should start part of it now. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just too lazy to hunt for the books and mess up my table which is already in a chaotic situation. i wish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; new year will be here soon so that all of those items can be cleared away. its pressurising to see magazines and stuffs piling up and i just do nothing about it. seriously, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; very bad in housekeeping and this tells it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, its another work day tomorrow and the new schedule is not out yet. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel good not knowing my schedule for the coming week and all i can do is to wait and wait and wait. they are never punctual in such things now and the fact that there is a serious shortage in manpower, you will have the feeling of not going to work. its stress every day and we have to endure the shit we get from unreasonable shit people. i hope its going to be a good week for me. in my mind, vulgarities may have flashed through and in my heart, i am prepared to shout it out loud but my mouth just forbids me from saying. but for whatever it is right, just forget it and smile to the shit people. i love to see them angry, bang the counter, shout like a lunatic, make a fool of themselves in the public and walk away from the counter. it makes me feel good that their day is gone. serve them right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6931023524345426231?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6931023524345426231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=6931023524345426231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6931023524345426231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6931023524345426231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-came-and-it-went.html' title='It came and it went'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-7172552559032576247</id><published>2008-04-24T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:08:35.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MayDay [Down To Earth] Singapore Concert 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SBCT-QLHaII/AAAAAAAAAdA/tYBuAQHwfpI/s1600-h/mayday+down+to+earth+spore+concert+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192813068060944514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SBCT-QLHaII/AAAAAAAAAdA/tYBuAQHwfpI/s400/mayday+down+to+earth+spore+concert+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Meritus Mandarin Singapore is the Official Hotel for the above event!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-7172552559032576247?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/7172552559032576247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=7172552559032576247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7172552559032576247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7172552559032576247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/04/mayday-down-to-earth-singapore-concert.html' title='MayDay [Down To Earth] Singapore Concert 2008'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/SBCT-QLHaII/AAAAAAAAAdA/tYBuAQHwfpI/s72-c/mayday+down+to+earth+spore+concert+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-1261250950491720956</id><published>2008-04-22T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T01:49:01.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When It Happens Again, Once Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SIAN is the best word to describe everything and im pretty sick and tired. the shortage in manpower made me feel like faking an mc one fine day and decide never to return to work but i have no choice. i'll have to endure for another 2 months and it will be over. its frustrating to do things when they arent going smoothly and you get distrupted for certain reasons. oh wells... and its going to be a busy busy week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyways, saturday was well spent with my family and im glad the buffet was good. there was "live" cooking too and its superb. we had it in my aunt's garden and basically they built tents over and we sat there and ate amidst the lush landscape. the mini-version of the penang hawker fare which can be somehow equivalent to the ones at york hotel and orchid country club is good, i can say but dont expect really damn delicious ones la. its above average considering the fact that they are still young-amateur chefs and erm, they had to cook at someone else's house. go to &lt;a href="http://www.penangplace.com/"&gt;www.penangplace.com&lt;/a&gt; and you will find it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this saturday will be my next off day and again, im planning to apply saturdays as my official off-day. hopefully this saturday's family lunch goes well and i should call up to reserve the place. then friday is the farewell gathering for three of my hotel's colleague. another three leaving and whats left for front desk? nothing, its horribly bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay la, i guess i should end here and go wash my water bottle and pack my bag. read a bit of 8-days and head to bed. TRAINING tomorrow and i have to be early! S-H-I-T la, should have applied A shift but it will be back-to-back. haiya, im contradicting but i just feel so sian, goddammit sian to go back and suffer like hell. till then, laters and i wish i can go for a holiday soon! anywheres fine as long as its far far away. a faraway land. laters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-1261250950491720956?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/1261250950491720956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=1261250950491720956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1261250950491720956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/1261250950491720956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-it-happens-again-once-again.html' title='When It Happens Again, Once Again'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-177495930662037559</id><published>2008-04-17T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:37:02.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 75cents Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its been my third week and still i have doubts about everything. i ask questions, ten, hundreds, thousands, millions and it goes on its just endless. yes its the process of learning and i thought i could manage. oh wells, ive tried my best to remember and know what to do but when situations happen, i just try my best to dig up the old chapters and open them infront of me. worst when the guests look at you and say "can you hurry up?!" shut the **** up la. if only i can poison them and make them mute one day, i definitely will and make sure they lao sai till their assholes go burning hot, with red hot chili pepper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i miss reservations when im here because all i could think of was the good shifts, weekends off and the freedom you get. you munch and you drink like you are in heaven but then there will be times when you get hell la. its not something i will want to do forever but thats a perfect hideaway from shitty people, well i mean guests. they are HORRIBLE because they thought we can give everything. if you are nice to me i give you discount and if you are mean to me, i give you the highest room rates, even the rack rates! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway my off day is coming and thats all im looking for. i dread morning shifts terribly and the thought of walking to the mrt is giving me a grave headache. why does the stupid bus come only at 0608hours, first bus? sigh and why does the stupid hotel wants us to report at a freaking auspicious 0700am? its a torture, total abuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tomorrow will be spent at work and then to hunt for my friends birthday present. i really really have no idea on what to get and im just lazy to think. all i can think of is food and yah, things way above budget. things are so expensive now and trainees like me simply cant afford them. even if i can, i'll buy it for myself first what right? hahahahaha, kidding la. i guess tomorrow night will be fun with my friends. its another sort of gathering for us as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my 75cents poof-ed the other day because i under-charged my guest with the help of my duty manager. sigh, its a long story and i will share it with you the next time. luckily its only 75cents otherwise i think i will be borrowing money from the loansharks (those legal kind la). im so worried over the cash i have with me because... so many factors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;june 1 will be the click five concert! cant wait to go la of course, its a treat for myself actually after "slogging" so hard for the damn attachment. its ending in about ten weeks' time and oh man, next hails national service which i dread even more. i feel like migrating to another country for good. okay la, i shall end it all here and i should start my 15thousand words report. i have no idea how to start... laters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-177495930662037559?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/177495930662037559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=177495930662037559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/177495930662037559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/177495930662037559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-75cents-story.html' title='My 75cents Story'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-7281261691656760438</id><published>2008-04-13T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:58:23.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DAMN SIAN! ive been doing 7-3 shift ever since last week and it continues this week. and i have to walk to the bloody mrt station every morning, before sunshine. i see the banglas cycling pass me and i look around me if the people walking by have shadows, so afraid they are ghosts. anyway, its going to be a busy week for me again. my off day is on saturday and i have 4 more days to get through but thank god with the company of the people at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thats all for today and what i look forward to every day are breaktimes, after work and out of the hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-7281261691656760438?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/7281261691656760438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=7281261691656760438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7281261691656760438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7281261691656760438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-morning-singapore.html' title='Good Morning Singapore!'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-988685618616369649</id><published>2008-04-11T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T21:51:42.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Minds and Great Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/R_9sk0JDChI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IBJZRePzeNc/s1600-h/the+click+five+spore+concert.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984675481782802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-uEEOIW3I1k/R_9sk0JDChI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IBJZRePzeNc/s400/the+click+five+spore+concert.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To this, here I come this June 1st! 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Two Days Off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;remember my comeback at front desk? it was kinda screwed up the first few days when i did morning. it was totally blurred and i just recalled everything slowly and hoping that deity will come and save me. but thank god for one thing: the hotel is not overbooked, hence it was much easier to locate a room that meets the guest's requirements. otherwise, i think my head should be rolling on the floor now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, this week was a breeze and i can say ive slowly mastered abit here and there. still not very sure on certain things but i hope i can remember and know what to do la. plus the employee turnover is damn bad with so many leaving and a new duty manager in. its horrible i tell you, i almost told him off when i asked for his "help" the other day. oh my.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was at movies last night with my colleague. watched untraceable it was kinda like erm, saw. shorter and not so many gruesome scenes. i was hoping for more actually. haha and when i was back home, i actually went to the killwithme.com website and it really appear but theres no such scenes la. oh wells, the movie was not too bad considering that i had nachos and i could spend the night away not worrying that i have to return to work the next day. took a cab home with my duty manager. shes damn nice la, i guess everyone thinks so too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;todays my public holiday (cny day 2) and tomorrows my off day. damn the person who plans the schedule. who the hell in the world will plan something like that? moreover im applying my next off for next sunday. shiat, i think im just going to become a zombie due to work overload and stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was checking out concerts and i was thinking of going to the click five. till today, i still regretted not going to the showcase they had few years back when they released their first album. i think i must go to this concert, provided that someone is willing to come with me. but the thing is its free-standing which i dont like. i dont want to be squeezed and have to suffer smelling terrible odours. unless i get the 68 tickets, then probably la i can sit down and watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alright, i think thats all for now because theres nothing much to blog about. oh yes, that day when i was in the train, this old aunty was chatting so loudly away on her mobile. it consisted some sex &amp;amp; prostitute stuffs and she was telling her friend about it. gross. she missed her orchard stop and stared at me, "orchard over already ah?!" i looked at her and turned away. shit her la, save these adventures to yourself okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-4504211844883825697?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/4504211844883825697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=4504211844883825697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4504211844883825697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/4504211844883825697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-week-two-days-off.html' title='The First Week. Two Days Off.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-2464670748328030241</id><published>2008-03-31T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:44:27.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comeback Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as promised la, the comeback part two which is also the final episode is here. this comeback will happen at 0700hours tomorrow morning and im sure i will be as blur as a sotong because things have changed quite abit and all i remember are the basic stuffs. maybe i should refresh my memory later by reading through the notes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;front desk, so here i come. pretty looking forward to working with the people but definitely not the shifts and the shit i will get. i will curse and swear alot from tomorrow onwards so please pardon me. the place there is going to be super hot plus the shit im expecting to get, makes me hotter - blood boil. oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, i shall end my entry here because i got to wake up at 0500hours later which is DAMN SIAN. hahaha, no choice and they actually adjusted the reporting time. sigh, hopefully i dont have to rush because i dont have a bus to take from my home. my first bus only comes at like 545hours? sigh, torture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-2464670748328030241?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/2464670748328030241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=2464670748328030241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2464670748328030241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/2464670748328030241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/03/comeback-part-ii.html' title='The Comeback Part II'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8370653685071828569</id><published>2008-03-31T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T01:45:36.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;firstly, im feeling so unhappy over the new schedule ive got. my off day is on a freaking monday (which is today), when its supposed to be my return to front desk! the roster is totally screwed and im expected to like work for the next six days, or even more, non stop. wah piang, i already have two days off from reservations and now with the additional off day from front desk, i think im just going to rot doing nothing now and just wait to die when i return. seriously, cant they just plan a better BETTER schedule? sigh, heck it i shall apply for my public holiday and force them to give it to me. bo bian right? have to clear it within two months and if i can clear it at the end of internship, i definitely will. then i can shake legs at home, doing my report. oh, talking about the 15,000 words report... SHIAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, that was what i want to rant in this entry because i just feel so irritated la. i thought i could get the off day maybe on a thursday or even better on weekends but sadly. just pray hard the occupancy will be low throughout and my energy will not die off. i checked with the duty manager today if i'll still be attached to a trainer. answer: im putting myself to death la. i bet, confirm plus chop right, im going to screw the hell out of myself and everyone when i return. i know nuts about check-in and check-out now. its been quite sometime and this return will probably make things worse. sigh, im going into depression real soon. my hair is growing white and im getting wrinkles soon. DAMN stress because im used to the slower-paced reservations and yah, botox should be help. i should start saving also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay so march is coming to an end and yah, april is the coming month. good thing is that attachment will be ending soon but army is coming soon. of which i feel very very sad over. i mean life is getting to the worst state at the point of time and its not going to become something better. it will be two years and i know it will pass as swiftly as right now but come to think of it, theres hell no freedom. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;weathers damn hot nowadays. raining doesnt help at all and i should control the temptation to turn on the aircon. i must be green, be environmental friendly from this second onwards (ive pledged to becoming green since last year but i dont think i did what ive promised la). but i turned it on yesterday because it was super hot and i was perspiring when i watched aircity yesterday. horribly hot as though im watching the show at sahara desert lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly... i shall spend my last off day fruitfully and MAKE THE BEST OUT OF IT. hahaha, i know ive mentioned it umpteen times but i seriously think i should before slogging like a slave... (hums to the britney spears' song) at front desk. thats all and i hope this week can allow me to meet up with my friends too! i shall start messaging them now. SAVE THE EARTH! use sms dont use msn. *the whole place freezes* hahahahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8370653685071828569?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8370653685071828569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8370653685071828569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8370653685071828569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8370653685071828569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-5704687594704426267</id><published>2008-03-29T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T02:01:26.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling Notes. The Comeback Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after much anticipation and wait, i finally got hold of the cd i have been searching high and low for. Taro Hakase's "Traveling Notes" is in my hands now. haha, the credits must go to the ANA (All Nippon Airways) staff whom I have been contacting ever since my trip from hokkaido last june. the cd is indeed filled with violin masterpieces. but of course it did cost me quite a few bucks more expensive because it was flown in all the way from japan. anyway, it saved me alot of trouble because i have been calling up music stores asking for the cd. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its my off day for today and sunday. so happy because i can relax and enjoy my last moment during weekends. im starting shift work from monday onwards, sadly. but i can say im quite looking forward to working with the people there. i miss some of the people at front desk, and most of them at reservations too. oh, did i mention this is my last week there after two months? sheez, yes im making a comeback at front desk from next week onwards and i seriously pray no shit happens again. i dread encountering shit stuffs and have to handle it when im still pretty handicapped. i hope everything goes well and i hope this return from reservations make me more confident than before. another thing will be the schedule. i hope la, it can be like before also. the schedule is kinda screwed nowadays i guess with the lack of manpower. even duty managers have to d.i.y. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but before all these, i should make the best out of the two off days i get now. so this morning was the "qing ming jie" thing. i forgot the name for it in english but oh wells. was at bishan at 10 plus and it was damn crowded as usual. the place was smoky and super hot, but better la cos we picked a cool spot. anyway, its once in a year so i shant rant or anything. its nice to be there and to do the praying and offerings and stuff. then lunch was at my long-awaited japanese restaurant at thomson. oh my, i think i have not eaten it for years ever since they closed down at orchardpoint (if you can remember that is, orchardpoint is now the OG building at orchard). i have been wanting to go there for the great food and thank god today, i managed to. the price did went up quite a bit but overall, the standards still the same and it was enjoyable. sashimi was superb! thereafter was home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the new tv came this afternoon. haha the old set has now retired and totally antique. i didnt have a flat-screen tv like most of you have. mine was the tv with the super-in-at-that-time tv with the speakers on the sides of the screen. anyway, it has now retired and we welcome the new giant television. super cool la, i love the tv and the image is damn big. now i pretend im in the cinemas now, watching my tv shows. i will post up the pictures when i take them. its a huge difference la. hahahaha, we are not used to it still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;later in the afternoon was out with my lunch buddy. haha surprisingly though because usually i wont be out to town during my off days. anyway, we had a plan since yesterday during the meeting and it was all set so we met for a little while. we just walked aimlessly and had dinner at spags. the place was damn cold la. we tried our best to speak properly but it still trembled. anyway, it was great company. i was late for 45-minutes, bad bad bad. i felt damn bad but luckily he is kind enough otherwise i would have been killed by now. i was blabbing a lot of rubbish and nonsense to my friend. it just come so naturally. i also had a hard time deciding on the place for dinner and... aiya i just cant make up my mind for such things because i consider too much. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tomorrows my last weekend off, i suppose and i better pray hard my schedule is something good. i miss reservations quite abit now but i know ive grown fatter? i dont know because i eat tau huay, pancakes, snicker bars, biscuits and drink milk almost everyday. its very scary la. i should prepare myself for front desk by going through the notes again. i should start packing my file and be prepared to bitch even more (i know i should stop this already but reservations made me continue). all im looking forward to front desk is working with the people and ensuring that learn most of the things. im still blur and will always be blur la, i know. lastly, all the best to me k. i will blog about it when im free again. till then see you and have a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-5704687594704426267?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/5704687594704426267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=5704687594704426267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5704687594704426267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/5704687594704426267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/03/traveling-notes-comeback-part-ii.html' title='Traveling Notes. The Comeback Part II'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-7679594416912197336</id><published>2008-03-27T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T00:39:10.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time After Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;can the time pass slower? its too fast and i realised that there are so many things i have and want to do. time is really so fast when i check my hotel's contract, its coming to a year this 12 April. sigh, see thats how fast and i really cannot imagine how we panicked when the hotels didnt call us... till the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its bedtime and i shall update again. my days are numbered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-7679594416912197336?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/7679594416912197336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=7679594416912197336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7679594416912197336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/7679594416912197336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-after-time.html' title='Time After Time'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-8838146069501643174</id><published>2008-03-21T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:00:32.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comeback Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after my post on wednesday, i went to bed straight away thinking of the exciting night coming. so i was all prepared to dress up (better than usual) and happily waiting for the time to come. as you know when it comes to a day when you can go and hang out with your friends, the feeling is absolutely good. :D the day went like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was doing 11-7 shift that very day and as usual i would head to the front office for some chats. i always do that because im usually early by, lets say 10 to 15 minutes. thereafter i tried finishing my work as soon as 12noon so that i will be punctual for lunch. thank god my lunch buddy and i managed to meet on time and i suggested to go crystal jade since that was the last day we'll be having lunch and yeah, we had a bet la plus it was my turn to think of where to go. we didnt want fast food cos hes scared of growing fatter and im scared of pimples. anyway, we settled for, you know where? food republic. hahaha, by the way the hokkien mee is not nice anymore. the food there is kinda pricy but its okay la for like once in awhile. oh wells. while eating i prayed it wouldnt rain otherwise we cant return to the hotel. its not sheltered along the way hence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after lunch went back to work. oh yes and on that very morning i received a message from my bestest cousin, charmaine lee shi min, telling me that she cant make it for dinner. what the hell but i was totally prepared - mentally la. it happened cos her mom's/my aunt's sick. so it was cancelled without further details. aiya, cancelled means cancelled so theres no other reasons to it. we can always meet up some day. okay, so i went back to work and again, tried finishing everything asap so that i can make it for another thing at night - yes this is the thing i want to say la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i did everything as slow as i can because at that point of time, i really didnt know what to do. i changed into my attire and went to take a bus. thanks to my lunch buddy for checking out the bus numbers for me. hahaha, i forced him to la actually cos he really had nothing to do at the business centre what. anyway, i strolled and took the bus to great world city. along the way, it reminded me of some stuffs. like how we, as in myself, erica and maine, cabbed down to zouk and something happening occured in the  taxi. its history, the past i dont wanna mention la but its funny. okay, i alighted at the wrong bus-stop and pretended im going home la. it was an embarassing moment and i must remember so that the next time when i am told to write an essay about "Your Most Embarassing Moment in Your Life", i can include that. anyway, i strolled and called up my friend to ask if he had reached. sadly, he just woke up from his nap. it was okay la as in im used to people being late (for awhile) and stuff. went over to great world city and the idea of visiting iwannagohome struck me. so i went and window-shopped la. the things there are overly-priced but damn nice. if only i can afford i will buy almost everything. very cool but one bad thing about the place is that you will see this phrase everywhere - "feel free to ask for assistance. once broken considered sold". please la i dont even think the people will want to even touch it. at most they will just go nearer the item and have a clearer look. but all in all, the things there are very nice and i like them ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after that i had no more place to go while waiting for my friend to call me. so i walked round and round and settled down on a bench. that report thing came ringing and i started to jot them down in point form. i wrote as much as i could and at the same time, anticipating for the call. then it came in about 30-40 minutes' time. my friend and his friends were there already. on the way, i called up my classmate to ask if we want to meet up next week and it went on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes, i went partying at zouk. haha, it was a comeback la for sure. its been a really long time since i last went there. hahaha, i remember sneaking in with charmaine and friends. it was successful la, damn heng. anyway, the night was with my lunch buddy and his friends. they bought their tickets, i stored my bag and went to get my free entry for citibank. damn cool, it helped save my poor bank account. went back to great world for dinner and then i was pretty stressed la. i dont know his friends at all and it was kinda weird. but good thing they are all really nice people otherwise i would have gone home halfway. :) waited for the time to pass awhile and went back to zouk. it was super crowded i swear. ladies night and wahlau...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the party went on... and again i was told to dance (hahahaha, i cant dance for nuts because i cant move to the rhythm!) the group of them encouraged and showed me how to. haha, super paiseh and yah, i shant elaborate cos i know i should let loose and heck it. i did (move a little) in the end and tried as much as possible but was pretty tiring. they are hell good at dancing i swear! haha, i guess its because i didnt have enough sleep or im just PAISEH (&lt;-- must be this one). couldnt take in much alcohol cos i was afraid i might get swollen eyes again. was at phuture and zouk, very very happening la it was. good music and so on. i even forgot the time until my lunch buddy asked if i wanted to go home. haha, i intended to leave at like 1 or 2 but in the end i left at around 230. horrible as i had fun, honestly! was sent off and cabbed home. the fare came nearly 30bucks! shiat super expensive but i think its alright at least cos i spent like zero dollars for admitting the club, except paying my friend for my share of the drinks. he didnt want to take it but once again, i forced him to. hahaha... btw it was a great company with them. haha... i closed my eyes on the way home and peeked awhile incase the uncle drive me to somewhere else. forest? jungle? sekali only right, later he kidnap or rape me how? i wont even know lor cos i'll be sleeping like a dead log. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;reached home, quickly showered and packed my stuffs. went to bed and lights off before 4. luckily i could wake up on time and didnt feel any sleepiness throughout the day. just a little migraine in the early morning and it was off awhile later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;todays easter and Happy Easter to all my Christian friends! i dont really know what is the purpose because all i remember was when i was young, i had to paint the egg shells as colourful as possible. i must outstand the others what. hahaha, anyway, it was a great week to start and end with. tomorrows another day for me 9-5 and hope everything will be going fine. the part two of this topic will be updated sometime at the end of this month so remember to check back again. till then i will update again as soon as im free! have a great weekend everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-8838146069501643174?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/8838146069501643174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=8838146069501643174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8838146069501643174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/8838146069501643174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/03/comeback-part-i.html' title='The Comeback Part I'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6550594680232412908</id><published>2008-03-19T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:55:08.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Yesterday. So Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;was having a casual chat my niece on msn yesterday and i seriously think she should think proper la. anyway, i hope she listens and does whatever she can so that she wont regret in life. kns, regret in life meaning to say that she has to work god dammit hard so that she wont end up in some disastrous school. its a horrible feeling and i understand it totally... for the results part okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, im meeting charmaine for dinner tonight, like  finally. she will appear as a glamourous singapore girl (i hope), awe me and the people around la. maybe the makeup is abit exaggerating but its professional right.  hopefully my sister can join as well otherwise.. otherwise you know... oh well i will tell you more in the next entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by the way, my friend will be flying off to dubai for one week to holiday! bahhhhhhh, i am super jealous when i received the message this evening. i called up immediately and started asking endless questions. my goodness, flying off when internship is still on and clearing the annual leave, ph and off days. if i can do that, i definitely will and i remember i once suggested my parents to go to hawaii and they were like "errr... the flight is going to be very long you know?" whats more, its pretty expensive la. hahaha, and because i get motion sickness for land, sea and air, i swallow the medicine and knockout in 30 minutes' time? hahaha, otherwise i will be reading the magazines, playing the inflight games, watching movies, asking for tidbits again and again and at the same time telling myself not to think too much and just enjoy the flight. i fear when the plane takes off but i love it when it lands. the feeling, the speed... i dont need to buy a ferrari to experience it lor. hahaha -_-"'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have yet to start counting my angpow money. they are still kept in my hermes box so that it can "wang" throughout the whole year and bring me endless spending power. i spent too much that now i use the cash i have at home. i dont really dare to withdraw money from the atm machines because i know very well that its decreasing tremedously. shiat. if only the allowance is like S$6 per hour? wah i think i will become super rich ONCE AGAIN lor. thats one of the reasons why i miss marriott so much... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one last thing, i still have my CD to collect from the ANA office. omg, its verry far and i wonder how can i go there. i leave office beyond normal office hours and i think i should remember to call up. and finally thats all for today. i should go and sleep already. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6550594680232412908?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6550594680232412908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=6550594680232412908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6550594680232412908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6550594680232412908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-yesterday-so-today.html' title='So Yesterday. So Today.'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7351437.post-6475776828471238701</id><published>2008-03-17T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T01:06:10.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha, counting down to the day back to front desk. counting down to the day i wont be having lunch with my lunch buddy. counting down to the day im meeting maine and bom. counting down to the day im gathering with my smarties friends. and also counting down to the end of internship. somehow i hope it wont end that quickly because i quite enjoy it so far la, not as if i hate it all the time. but still it just came and tick-tocked away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;more photos will be up soon once ive uploaded them. ***halfway typing this entry was listening to Muttons at Midnight*** HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH SUPER FUNNY LA. THEY PLAYED A PRANK ON SOMEONE, ASKING HER TO DANCE BALLET ON TOP OF THE SPORE FLYER WHEN ITS TURNING!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH, DAMN MEAN LAAAA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, thats all for today. seeya :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7351437-6475776828471238701?l=wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/feeds/6475776828471238701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7351437&amp;postID=6475776828471238701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6475776828471238701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7351437/posts/default/6475776828471238701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wh-ahahahahahah.blogspot.com/2008/03/counting-down.html' title='Counting Down'/><author><name>Weihao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350901495057301996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
