<?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-11894327</id><updated>2011-11-13T09:06:53.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I blog, because I am bored...</title><subtitle type='html'>Thanks for visiting my blog. Hope you find your stay enjoyable. I may be too lazy to update my everyday events, however you may check out my tiish box for more latest happenings.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-3857376634090809772</id><published>2009-01-23T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:04:19.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Yeah, today is the last working day followed by a week of holidays. Hope the coming year would be a better year for all of us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;As I still doing sales for a &lt;a href="http://www.vibrantstyle.com/"&gt;Interactive Marketing Agency&lt;/a&gt;, I hope that online marketing would gain more emphasis in the year to come as a more cost effective method for marketing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Hope that Marketing budgets will not shrink in the coming year, because the customer spending is already affected during the economic downturn. Without marketing to encouraging spending, it might only get worse.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Choy choy choy&amp;#8230;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Things will be better&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-3857376634090809772?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/3857376634090809772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=3857376634090809772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/3857376634090809772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/3857376634090809772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year~'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-6305688831297399718</id><published>2009-01-22T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:22:03.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing the E-mail Blogging system - Cos I am bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Hi all&amp;#8230; just trying out if I can get this thing to work like this&amp;#8230; if it does&amp;#8230; means I can post more often. =)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-6305688831297399718?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/6305688831297399718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=6305688831297399718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/6305688831297399718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/6305688831297399718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2009/01/testing-e-mail-blogging-system-cos-i-am.html' title='testing the E-mail Blogging system - Cos I am bored.'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-1270649086925435544</id><published>2008-09-19T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:42:52.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mourning for a Dog I knew for 8 years</title><content type='html'>Dear Fifi is gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take some time to remember her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How she trys to get attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How she is afraid of stormy weather..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How she snacks on anything and everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stubborn she is when you call her to move which she just stands there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be missed by all her family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-1270649086925435544?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/1270649086925435544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=1270649086925435544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/1270649086925435544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/1270649086925435544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/09/mourning-for-dog-i-knew-for-8-years.html' title='Mourning for a Dog I knew for 8 years'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-3002999299402282086</id><published>2008-05-16T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:49:02.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid driver</title><content type='html'>Met with a very stupid driver yesterday. I will try to "illustrate" it, and hopefully re-enact the agony I went through. This event is so carved into me, I will spend my weekends working on this blog post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-3002999299402282086?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/3002999299402282086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=3002999299402282086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/3002999299402282086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/3002999299402282086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/05/stupid-driver.html' title='stupid driver'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-2120757089028949185</id><published>2008-05-14T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:43:31.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just woken up from my sleep, I realised that my temperature had gotten a bit higher. While on the way to get some iced water and a hand towel to "cool down" my forehead, I met Mr Cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have been quite alarmed to see me, as he dropped whatever his is doing and scuffled to a dark corner of the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly got my stuff and left the scene. Upon coming back to my room, I then realised that those might be one of the rare occasions where I didn't attempt to kill Mr Cockroach (or any of his siblings) on sight. Well, strange as it might be, I started thinking in HIS shoes.... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Wah lan eh.... bua meh gui tiam liao, ji gai da po kia go mai koon, ki lai pang jio si bo? Jin SUAY ah... Kim jit chut meng buay gak tit pai pai si bo? Buay sai ani kuan lah... Wa ko wu 1,567,945,385,846,354 gai kia sun ai wa deng ki chi. Bang kway wa ho bo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi ... bo kua tio wah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi bo kua tio wah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi BO kua tio wah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li kua buay tio, Li kua buay tio, Li kua buay tio, Li kua buay tio wah~!&lt;br /&gt;Li kua buay tio, Li kua buay tio, Li kua buay tio, Li kua buay tio wah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh... yi gia liao.... wah di ji dao zuo simi huh? orh... chuay jiak chuay jiak... tan wah hoh~ wa eh 1,567,945,385,846,354 sun kia!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust someone having high fever to keep his mind occupied on something pleasant instead.... yar right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps, for people who know me well enough, I suck in dialects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-2120757089028949185?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/2120757089028949185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=2120757089028949185' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/2120757089028949185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/2120757089028949185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-woken-up-from-my-sleep-i-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-250105477106605386</id><published>2008-05-13T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:11:52.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Fever today</title><content type='html'>I am running a fever now... It started yesterday night with a slight one, then I woke up today to a full fever and headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my temperature with a oral thermometer at several intervals just now. The highest temperature was 39.29 degrees. I wonder if this thermometer is still working properly though... it was a OSIM oral thermometer issued to me when I was in the Army during the SARS period... wow.. that's several years ago le... anyway... my latest temperature taken using the same thermometer is 37.89 degrees now. And indeed, I am still feeling feverish but a bit better now... I think I will trust this thermometer today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out for a little while just now. Drove to henderson rd to a client's place. Wow, I swear that must have been the slowest speed I have travelled so far... (jams not included). I kept thinking to myself. "I am sure gonna regret this trip if I met with an accident or something" Luckily I came back in 1 piece. Hope I dun have to try this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands are numbing as I type this blog now. So I guess i will sign off. Later still got zakum. Should I go? We'll see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-250105477106605386?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/250105477106605386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=250105477106605386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/250105477106605386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/250105477106605386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/05/having-fever-today.html' title='Having Fever today'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-7226632223189631665</id><published>2008-05-09T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:24:13.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-7226632223189631665?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/7226632223189631665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=7226632223189631665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/7226632223189631665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/7226632223189631665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-miss-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-1468412472679016692</id><published>2008-05-07T10:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:32:20.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been playing around with photoshop alot these few days. It's quite useful, especially for someone like me who works in a design firm. Sometimes, I may need to send something out to the client but my company does not have anyone free to help me. What to do? I have to do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though still not a pro, and still fiddling around with the functions, I say, I should be able to fulfill the very basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer to leave it to the pros though. Cos I know, what would take me 2 hours to complete on photoshop might only take them 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-1468412472679016692?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/1468412472679016692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=1468412472679016692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/1468412472679016692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/1468412472679016692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/05/been-playing-around-with-photoshop-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-5853149889372842890</id><published>2008-04-30T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:22:51.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look at the picture. What's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00158-1.jpg" target="_blank" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00158-1.jpg" width="300" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be thinking, what are the 2 cars doing staring at each other face to face. Well, cars are dead things, they don't stare... but yeah, being face to face is a bit of a problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, the blue car is in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a friend of mine once got a $50 summon for having parked his car in the wrong direction... so it would be double standards if this guy didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's a parking warden when you need one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-5853149889372842890?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/5853149889372842890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=5853149889372842890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/5853149889372842890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/5853149889372842890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-at-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-6950809276360929017</id><published>2008-04-25T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:02:59.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Car</title><content type='html'>Congratulations on Mazda's Mazda2 to snatch up World Car of the Year 2008 title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've quoted this from AutoMotoPortal.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Mazda2 has been voted the 2008 World Car of the Year (WCOTY). From an initial entry list of thirty-nine (39) new vehicles from all over the world, the 2008 WCOTY title was announced on Thursday, March 20, 2008 at the New York International Auto Show. The Mazda2 edged out the Ford Mondeo and Mercedes-Benz C-Class to take the overall award."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked a car I love, but it sure feels good to know others love it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are 3 pictures of my car, taken last month. I was visiting a client's place when their visitor carpark lots are all taken. I was then directed by the security guard to park my very lovely car on their "football field" with many others.&lt;br /&gt;How often will I get to park on someone's football field? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, green goes quite well with my car too~  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;current=mycar3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/mycar3.jpg" width="300" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;current=mycar2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/mycar2.jpg" width="300" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;current=mycar1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/mycar1.jpg" width="300" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-6950809276360929017?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/6950809276360929017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=6950809276360929017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/6950809276360929017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/6950809276360929017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-car.html' title='My Car'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-9006859656840211184</id><published>2008-04-23T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:12:21.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Pictures</title><content type='html'>Just finished transferring pictures I had taken from my mobile phone to my computer. Decided to post some here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of Bernie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00102.jpg" target="_blank" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00102.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00039.jpg" target="_blank" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00039.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00040.jpg" target="_blank" width="300"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00040.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00049.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00050.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00051.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00107.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00107.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00108.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00108.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00110.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00110.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00117.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00117.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00141.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernie After a bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00161.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00162.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00162.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00164.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00165.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00165.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00352.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernie all clothed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm243/astutez/DSC00352.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-9006859656840211184?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/9006859656840211184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=9006859656840211184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/9006859656840211184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/9006859656840211184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-pictures.html' title='Some Pictures'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-7635975159130373610</id><published>2008-04-21T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:46:16.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will you still love me tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-7635975159130373610?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/7635975159130373610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=7635975159130373610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/7635975159130373610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/7635975159130373610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/04/will-you-still-love-me-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-5098555676196332849</id><published>2008-04-18T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:56:47.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally it's friday again. I feel like I am losing time fast. 1 more week and April will be over. Am I able to finish what I need to do by then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone called me yesterday. I am quite surprised and happy to her from her. Glad that she's doing well. Her blog has some nice pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up a book from the library today. Will I complete it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-5098555676196332849?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/5098555676196332849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=5098555676196332849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/5098555676196332849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/5098555676196332849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-its-friday-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-156957151422024477</id><published>2008-04-16T15:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:14:01.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A video to share</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="400" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://img.purevideo.com/images/player/player.swf?sa=1&amp;amp;sk=5&amp;amp;si=2&amp;amp;i=137543"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://img.purevideo.com/images/player/player.swf?sa=1&amp;amp;sk=5&amp;amp;si=2&amp;amp;i=137543" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is, those who are too focused on winning does see the other opportunity (note that the other wheel is already empty and free for use halfway through the clip)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-156957151422024477?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/156957151422024477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=156957151422024477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/156957151422024477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/156957151422024477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/04/video-to-share.html' title='A video to share'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-8562569097037488606</id><published>2008-04-16T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:22:27.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zakum ended in failure today</title><content type='html'>Today we did not complete our zakum run. Everything was still ok at Arms. While at B1, server lags eliminated the attackers 1 by 1. And while trying to communicate, some died too.&lt;br /&gt;This went on until not many of us were left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my team of 5, my BM DCed halfway through B2, my DK died towards end of B2, my BS finally died at B3 70%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived till B3 55%, when I decided to leave the altar. The reason was I was *almost* out of pots. And I couldn't drain cos I was *completely* out of stars, and trying to kill using shadow mesos. It has been a terribly long time when I had to finish 20 sets of stars in Zakum. In fact, the last time when such a thing happened was when I was in lvl 11x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally disappointed today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-8562569097037488606?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/8562569097037488606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=8562569097037488606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/8562569097037488606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/8562569097037488606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/04/zakum-ended-in-failure-today.html' title='Zakum ended in failure today'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-3203448875672840409</id><published>2008-04-14T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T12:46:40.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another song that caught my ears</title><content type='html'>This song is composed and sang by Ella (S.H.E) when her doggie died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还记得你喜欢咬著我的手&lt;br /&gt;然后给我你嘴里的球&lt;br /&gt;要我陪你玩丢丢&lt;br /&gt;你喜欢我摸摸你的小耳朵&lt;br /&gt;窝在我的身旁 没有烦忧&lt;br /&gt;在梦里遨游&lt;br /&gt;好狗狗　好狗狗&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你陪妈咪这么久&lt;br /&gt;你并没有离开我　&lt;br /&gt;只搬到天堂生活&lt;br /&gt;蔷蔷你要记得我&lt;br /&gt;你不要走丢&lt;br /&gt;快快找到天使&lt;br /&gt;天堂给我们保佑&lt;br /&gt;蔷蔷不要忘了我&lt;br /&gt;还有亲爱的阿姨叔叔和你的朋友&lt;br /&gt;你永远活在记忆中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope my Bernie stays healthy and lives to a ripe old age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-3203448875672840409?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/3203448875672840409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=3203448875672840409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/3203448875672840409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/3203448875672840409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-song-that-caught-my-ears.html' title='Another song that caught my ears'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-4853456853603680335</id><published>2008-04-11T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:00:43.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was on my way to work when this song, playing over the FM93.3, caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;弦子 - 舍不得&lt;br /&gt;第一次你陪我坐着&lt;br /&gt;我的手心是空空的&lt;br /&gt;我知道那些简讯声你努力藏著&lt;br /&gt;还怕我难过&lt;br /&gt;不追问到底为什么&lt;br /&gt;是我最后的温柔&lt;br /&gt;想笑着附和说分开是好的&lt;br /&gt;但我们却怎么一起哭了&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得 可是时间回不去了&lt;br /&gt;爱你很值得 只是该停了&lt;br /&gt;没有我你要好好的&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得 最后一次抱紧你了&lt;br /&gt;我们错过的 错了就错了&lt;br /&gt;不用担心我 我不爱你了&lt;br /&gt;不追问到底为什么&lt;br /&gt;是我最后的温柔&lt;br /&gt;想笑着附和说分开是好的&lt;br /&gt;但我们却怎么一起哭了&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得 可是时间回不去了&lt;br /&gt;爱你很值得 只是该停了&lt;br /&gt;没有我你要好好的&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得 最后一次抱紧你了&lt;br /&gt;我们错过的 错了就错了&lt;br /&gt;不用担心我 我不爱你了&lt;br /&gt;至少你记忆里的我是微笑的&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的 有你牵著我的那些日子&lt;br /&gt;真的好快乐&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得 可是时间回不去了&lt;br /&gt;爱你很值得 只是该停了&lt;br /&gt;没有我你要好好的&lt;br /&gt;我舍不得 最后一次抱紧你了&lt;br /&gt;我们错过的 错了就错了&lt;br /&gt;不用担心我&lt;br /&gt;..我..走..了..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-4853456853603680335?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/4853456853603680335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=4853456853603680335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/4853456853603680335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/4853456853603680335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2008/04/was-on-my-way-to-work-when-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-4284714768092841672</id><published>2007-08-31T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T02:22:30.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I totally blew a presentation today</title><content type='html'>so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt: Always have a good night's sleep the night before a Major presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to me was... well... the night before the presentation, I missed my sleep to prepare for the slides that I was going to use. I reached home quite late that night and I was really tired... so I actually went to catch a wink, setting my alarm to ring 2 hours later to wake me up to do my work. Yup, everything's fine until this point and I was quite fresh while I was doing the powerpoint slides. The tricky part was, that there were much research needed to do the slides, which I refered to books and to the Internet. When I finally decided I was done, it was already 730 am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being totally exhausted now, my head hit the pillow once again, only to wake up another 1 hour later to prepare for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another mistake which I made was to skip lunch. &gt;.&lt; Actually it was not intentionally, I wasn't like dieting or anything, just that I was so occupied with work that I didn't have time to go eat *honest* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time of the presentation, I was already dying. My mind was totally blank throughout the presentation, and I am literally grabbing at words I can use to convey my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was trying my best at explaining how the website works and why it is best to work this way, in my mind, I was really thinking about FOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation did not help when my boss sat BESIDE me during the presentation, as I do know how much he wants to clinch the project, VS how unprepared I was. Believe me, there are times when I was going round and round and round and round 1 miserable point and I didn't know how to sum it up. At those instances, I really feel like hiding under the table!!! If I was sitting in among the attendees listening to my own presentation, I would definitely think:"This guy is a RETARD~!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I DO NOT want to go through that again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-4284714768092841672?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/4284714768092841672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=4284714768092841672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/4284714768092841672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/4284714768092841672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-totally-blew-presentation-today.html' title='I totally blew a presentation today'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-6422226357772161687</id><published>2007-08-29T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T20:25:44.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hihi All.... (i've been away for a long time)</title><content type='html'>Yup, for those friends who had been asking why I haven't been blogging, and telling me to update my blog. =) I'm back. Well... I must admit I am quite lazy about typing in stuff... (even for myself actually) cos now my job entails doing up proposals, quotations, invoices... etc etc which made me so tired of hitting keys on the keyboard. (Though I still spend a good deal of time chatting on Maplestory) haha.. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give more information about the job I am working in now: I am a Sales Executive in a Design House. My company has some good portfolios and it sometimes help me in getting jobs for the company. I do not have to worry about leads because I have plenty supplied by the company from its marketing efforts. And yes, I am doing not bad I'll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I ORDed, I slacked for 4 months. A GOOD FOUR MONTHS!!!.... Doing nothing but sleep an playing game. But hey, it was surprising I did not grow fat at all... In fact, my GF has been complaining that I have, on the other hand, grew thinner.... (is she some sort of witch waiting to eat me up or something?) I have no idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then finally one day, my friend, ChuanWei asked me if I am working, and I replied :"No". After which he asked me to interview at HIS company.... and yup.. that's how I landed the job here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a cool place, everyone's nice, we have fun working, we have fun when we are off work, this place is heaven.... the only downside that sometimes heaven gets busy too.... &gt;.&lt; Which prohibited me from writing this entry sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people, I will be signing off here, cos I have some other stuff i need to do. Hope to add more entries soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-6422226357772161687?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/6422226357772161687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=6422226357772161687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/6422226357772161687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/6422226357772161687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2007/08/hihi-all-ive-been-away-for-long-time.html' title='Hihi All.... (i&apos;ve been away for a long time)'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-8960158730939607466</id><published>2007-01-15T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T01:08:36.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a job</title><content type='html'>I am so poor, I need a job. I will do anything... anything *wink* *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-8960158730939607466?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/8960158730939607466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=8960158730939607466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/8960158730939607466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/8960158730939607466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-need-job.html' title='I need a job'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-1547113594328848559</id><published>2006-12-25T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T13:23:47.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I'd like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas.. =) hope you have a nice and fun holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite interested to know how everyone celebrated their Christmas... Personally I did what I did almost every year: I go to Adeline's house to playing Mahjong with her mother and 2 sisters. LoL.... Yesterday I lost about $30, but hey, it's not the money that counts, but as long as everybody else is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, in a good game of Mahjong there will definately be winners and losers. Also, U can't expect to win every game you play what. =\ So, I'd rather part with my money than to have my 3 other players snare at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a winner in my own way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-1547113594328848559?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/1547113594328848559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=1547113594328848559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/1547113594328848559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/1547113594328848559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-6261018648741595401</id><published>2006-12-24T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:11:18.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh, things are changing so fast around me</title><content type='html'>LOL, that was the first thought that came to my mind when I was asled by blogger.com to switch to the new blogger... (?~!?) hmmm... ok... seems like google is owning almost everything now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 2 months down the road all fridge magnets for pasting up my little notes will have the gooooooooooogle logo on them. Probably not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, my life is more or less slow paced now as I have decided to get a job after Chinese New Year. In the meantime, I will concentrate my efforts on making a website. YES, I know, with a lack in programming skills, and no design skills whatsoever, I am sure U are wondering what my work will turn out to be like.(In fact I am quite interested to find out myself) Hmmm... let's just say.. if I don't blog about it in the next entrys.... don't ask why.... K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends who have seen my lately all have 1 comment:"Hey, your hair is quite long now~!" And yup, I do admit that I haven't had a haircut for 4-5 months now, and I will continue to keep it at the moment. My personal stylist(my sis) has plans for it and... hopefully I don't turn out to be a FREAK of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... let's just say.... if I don't release my photos on my new look... don't ask why.... k? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-6261018648741595401?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/6261018648741595401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=6261018648741595401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/6261018648741595401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/6261018648741595401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/12/gosh-things-are-changing-so-fast-around.html' title='Gosh, things are changing so fast around me'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-116463728267119312</id><published>2006-11-27T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:21:22.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could turn back time</title><content type='html'>To my dear good buddy Derek,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time, I would want to go 4 days back, back to the date of 23 Nov. Then, I would make sure to wish you a very Happy Birthday. And to tell you I'm sorry I needed this second chance to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-116463728267119312?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/116463728267119312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=116463728267119312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/116463728267119312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/116463728267119312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-i-could-turn-back-time.html' title='If I could turn back time'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-116340719834650934</id><published>2006-11-13T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:39:58.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Nov</title><content type='html'>Guess what? Today is Frank's birthday... however since its a Monday, Poor Frank had to go to school and thus could not celebrate. Nevertheless, let's wish him happy birthday and hope that his wishes come truE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... now on to my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to get tired on having too much time on my hands. Thinking about what to do, I may finally want to start looking for a job.  Got any Lobang anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-116340719834650934?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/116340719834650934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=116340719834650934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/116340719834650934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/116340719834650934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/11/13-nov.html' title='13 Nov'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-116153646192516976</id><published>2006-10-23T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T01:01:01.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to Tag Box?</title><content type='html'>Sheesh, I'm just away from action for a while and my tag box died... who killed it? Please own up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since you can't tag and say sorry, I'll just have to forgive you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To contact me, you'll just have to leave a post-it on my fridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-116153646192516976?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/116153646192516976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=116153646192516976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/116153646192516976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/116153646192516976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-happened-to-tag-box.html' title='What happened to Tag Box?'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115861069130006345</id><published>2006-09-19T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:18:11.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit goes a long way</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered what that means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably something 1 wise guy thought up to confuse mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Meng bought 1 apple. He went into classroom when his good friend asks for a bite out of the apple. His friend takes a bite and the guy behind him asks for a bite too... then so on and so forth. The apple barely reached half of the row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah kow was driving back from the Pub after chionging with his friends. Just before turning out of PIE Bedok exit his car ran out of fuel. He cursed himself for not topping up when his fuel when his guage was showing "E" before he set off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who say abit can go far?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115861069130006345?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115861069130006345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115861069130006345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115861069130006345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115861069130006345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/09/little-bit-goes-long-way.html' title='A little bit goes a long way'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115851598285307603</id><published>2006-09-18T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T01:59:42.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few more nights left</title><content type='html'>Another day has passed.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115851598285307603?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115851598285307603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115851598285307603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115851598285307603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115851598285307603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/09/few-more-nights-left.html' title='Few more nights left'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115844765325485700</id><published>2006-09-17T06:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T07:00:53.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMF</title><content type='html'>Been working for IMF lately. Not much stuff since I am stationed at the graveyard shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days here already I finally found out how it feels to be like the undead. Roaming around at night, searching for prey... all is quiet around here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115844765325485700?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115844765325485700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115844765325485700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115844765325485700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115844765325485700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/09/imf.html' title='IMF'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115759790746018259</id><published>2006-09-07T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:06:08.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had a good rest</title><content type='html'>Life had neva been so good for me.... no work to do, no person to report to, no timing for me to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that is why I haven't been doing much lately. People work under pressure. I don't have any now. Which is probably because I am still living in my fenced up own world, safe from dangers of the unexpected. One day, as I am looking forward to, this fence will be tore down....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115759790746018259?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115759790746018259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115759790746018259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115759790746018259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115759790746018259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-had-good-rest.html' title='i had a good rest'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115397263178323695</id><published>2006-07-27T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T11:57:11.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready.. set...  go..</title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date has been set... but not confirmed... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still hoping for a earlier date. Tentatively now its on the 11 Oct 06. Things to come are FFIs, clearances. Means that I will have a lot of free time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick. Give me a direction...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115397263178323695?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115397263178323695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115397263178323695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115397263178323695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115397263178323695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/07/ready-set-go.html' title='Ready.. set...  go..'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115329992747324157</id><published>2006-07-19T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:07:10.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men with Tattoos</title><content type='html'>I have some thoughts after reading Kenny Sia's entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2006/07/rainforest_worl_1.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this entry, he commented that his friend had women making their move to chat with him because of his mean tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to this point, for those guys who have found their target of envy and wish to mimic him, please think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.... now, let's discuss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does our "Mr Cool guy"s tattoo attract girls? MAYBE&lt;br /&gt;Are tattoos the only way to attract women? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last question,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do ugly guys suddenly become handsome once they get a tattoo? NO... most often then not they become uglier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... now let's discuss why some women like tattoos.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....same reason as why rubbish attract flies and honey attract bees ( preference? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a key to a lock, women get attracted to the right stuff. So my bet is that women attracted to "Mr Cool Guy" are just going to him for his tattoo... Guys out there who wish to try the same tactic, think for yourself and consider if you want to always have women coming to you, asking you 3 standard questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Does that hurt? &lt;br /&gt;2. How much did you pay for the Mickey?&lt;br /&gt;3. Is that a mistake i see?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115329992747324157?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115329992747324157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115329992747324157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115329992747324157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115329992747324157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/07/men-with-tattoos.html' title='Men with Tattoos'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115285411559923518</id><published>2006-07-14T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T13:18:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When am I leaving?</title><content type='html'>This is the question I would like to ask... Can somebady tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave fast. I realised that there are many things outside of this environment that I should and want to try. Give me an answer please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me which date I should be looking forward to. My staying here has no purpose and I detest it. I'm using most of my time here trying not to get into anybody's way... In fact, that is all I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115285411559923518?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115285411559923518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115285411559923518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115285411559923518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115285411559923518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-am-i-leaving.html' title='When am I leaving?'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115249947125166885</id><published>2006-07-10T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T15:19:21.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>In the blogsphere that is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least 2 people have actually asked me why I haven't been updating my blog.... which is a good sign that my blog is being read I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for this 2 people (or more) I have to work harder, write more bull shit here for their entertainment. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me that someone who blogs does not have a goal in life... I still do not quite understand what that means.... Do I blog to find out what I really desire? Or do I blog because I have something to strive for while minuting all I have achieved here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am the in between. I know what I want, but I cannot disclose it now. =) I want to tell you... but I DO NOT want you to know yet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is precious.... priceless.... because I KNOW more than you. I KNOW what I am thinking. It's like keeping a secret that allows me to snicker when I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try keeping a secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know something you know that others want to know but nobody knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115249947125166885?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115249947125166885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115249947125166885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115249947125166885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115249947125166885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115140641731526313</id><published>2006-06-27T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:06:57.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decided</title><content type='html'>A sudden need for change erupted inside of me today. I looked towards 5 years down the road and I visioned what I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus I made up my mind. To take a step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking another step tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Till I reach it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115140641731526313?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115140641731526313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115140641731526313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115140641731526313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115140641731526313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/decided.html' title='Decided'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115136767101870108</id><published>2006-06-27T08:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T08:21:11.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Feelings</title><content type='html'>I have been told where to go next. And I don't like it. I feel that I have been short changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like leaving the organisation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115136767101870108?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115136767101870108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115136767101870108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115136767101870108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115136767101870108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-feelings_27.html' title='Random Feelings'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115102196750168592</id><published>2006-06-23T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T08:19:27.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Its Friday already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do during the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not significant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is wasted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energy is wasted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have eaten so much if I did nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I answer to starving kids out there in other countries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is I don't need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They might even not understand what I'm talking about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they dun understand English...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure they don't understand Chinese....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't speak SMtdmOFCmyYVCJ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted toilet paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled too much out of the roll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I was wiping my a**...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indirectly I killed trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the tree was already dead when the woodcutter when there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Died of old age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Died of boredom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe died because of some tree diease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my toilet paper safe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115102196750168592?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115102196750168592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115102196750168592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115102196750168592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115102196750168592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115076299188122714</id><published>2006-06-20T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T08:23:11.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got wet...</title><content type='html'>... because of the rain outside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain usually dampens someone's spirits doesn't it? For me? I am not affected by it. In fact, rain on Tuesdays and Fridays are OK. Cos that means I dun have to run. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115076299188122714?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115076299188122714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115076299188122714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115076299188122714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115076299188122714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-got-wet.html' title='I got wet...'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115042488191788768</id><published>2006-06-16T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T10:28:01.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Investment?</title><content type='html'>I read it somewhere that Investing in education is a sure-win investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending $80 on 2 books about web-site designing and use of Dreamweaver, I started to think if buying books were investing in Education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my gf wanted those books, as she says she is interested...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS SEE WHO FINISHES READING THEM FIRST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115042488191788768?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115042488191788768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115042488191788768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115042488191788768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115042488191788768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/investment.html' title='Investment?'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-115018150128474438</id><published>2006-06-13T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T15:05:03.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its so hard to get a cab when you are late.</title><content type='html'>It's true. Have you ever work up, first thing you know that you are late. You think back and blamed yourself for you shouldn't have watched the mid-night show, played that extra game of mahjong, had a second round of sex. Now you are late. The boss will scold you, you might lose your job. There will not be breakfast etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get ready in 10 mins. You go down. You stand at where you usually stand. And wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 mins pass... there are cabs around but none were empty(of cos drivers not included).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only 1 logical explanation to your miseries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more people who woke up late... and you are suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. It happened to me. Not because I did any of the above reasons I mentioned of cos. I was playing Maplestory and trying to reach my targets. So I didn't blame myself for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, instinctively, I stood at the place I normally got my cabs from right after I readied myself. I waited, and waited, for a whole 30 mins before I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised I was at a "losing end".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flagging the stupid cab at the stupid end of the stupid long stretch of road and like every stupid 2 mins there will be stupid inconsiderate people who stupidily came after you came, stupidily standing 50 metres before you, stupidily flagging the cab you are flagging, and getting it. Up he/she goes into the cab,drives pass you and gives you the "sorry I'm late" expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=¡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time I'll wait opposite... where I'm at the start of the road. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-115018150128474438?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/115018150128474438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=115018150128474438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115018150128474438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/115018150128474438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-so-hard-to-get-cab-when-you-are.html' title='Its so hard to get a cab when you are late.'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114982130322346344</id><published>2006-06-09T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:37:05.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maplestory Targets</title><content type='html'>"Set a target and stick to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what I told myself during the start of my grueling Maplestory sessions. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My target was to get to 3rd job (level 70 and do a job change) by Friday. Yes, my deadline is tomorrow. I had been on the right track at the start of the week and I tell myself that if I follow this pace I'll be able to reach my target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I complaining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that leveling my character is not exactly fun at all, when I have a target to meet. It sort of takes the magic out of the game. Maplestory was fun for me at one point of time where I was lost in the game but level up unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consciously, I have been pressured by my own deadline and my body's fatigue to be able to enjoy the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why are targets important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing what you want and how to get there, does not neccessary get you there! Adding a timeline to it instills discipline. However, there is some danger involved. Realistic targets help you achieve what you want, while unrealistic targets give a negative psychological effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the long story short, know what you want, how to get it, and set realistic targets to ensure you have a higher chance of achieving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't set a target and have a workplan. I'd still be level 66 today. Not being able to enjoy the fruits of labour and sense of achievement I'd have by TODAY.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By tomorrow, I am sure I'll enjoy Maplestory more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114982130322346344?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114982130322346344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114982130322346344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114982130322346344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114982130322346344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/maplestory-targets.html' title='Maplestory Targets'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114966919613502648</id><published>2006-06-07T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T16:33:16.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late nights take a toll on me</title><content type='html'>Have you ever worked/played/studied through the night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing these recently. But unlike the ability for tolerance to these gruelling session I have in my younger days, my body seems to be rejecting the lifestyle now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a old car that takes much more time to start on cold days (actually quoted this but dunno whether it's true or not).... I seem to stone alot during mornings of little rest. Sometimes I wake up late or can't even wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... am I getting that old already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114966919613502648?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114966919613502648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114966919613502648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114966919613502648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114966919613502648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/late-nights-take-toll-on-me.html' title='Late nights take a toll on me'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114964089200095864</id><published>2006-06-07T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T08:41:32.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desserts</title><content type='html'>My Friend Elton is running a shop selling desserts under a HDB Blk somewhere near Yishun Central. We gave our support yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would say that he has captured a strategic location for his little business. Although only been there once, Peter is excited and rallying us to go there once again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to see Elton's friend... the once with the white spaghetti strap T-shirt" -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, if I ever would have a desserts shop of my own, My waitresses will all wear bikini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will also practice suggestive selling. "Any whip cream for you Sir?", licking their lips....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$_$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114964089200095864?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114964089200095864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114964089200095864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114964089200095864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114964089200095864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/desserts.html' title='Desserts'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114950926726561583</id><published>2006-06-05T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:07:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about BLOGS</title><content type='html'>Well, this just came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large Blogs, esp those with alot of pictures, load SLOWLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog, loads fast because it has less pictures... or rather, it doesn't have pictures... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the hard part, How do I show you, my precious readers pictures I want to show you? hmm... I'll figure it out slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114950926726561583?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114950926726561583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114950926726561583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114950926726561583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114950926726561583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/something-about-blogs.html' title='Something about BLOGS'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114950882041875685</id><published>2006-06-05T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:00:20.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day of working late</title><content type='html'>This is bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the feeling that came over me at 1600 hrs today. My colleague just tam-baed stuff on me (Tam-ba - I think it means hammer... notice I bothered to add a ed behind it for pass tense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these few days of free time, only to have things thrown to me at last minute. I guess this is what my organisation is about. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to work. If not I do not know when I can finish. LoL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114950882041875685?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114950882041875685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114950882041875685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114950882041875685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114950882041875685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-day-of-working-late.html' title='Another day of working late'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114921777671621157</id><published>2006-06-03T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:09:36.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Story Telling</title><content type='html'>Everyone has their stories to tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some do it better than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about someone who has talked about his story many many many times before. He knows where the punchlines are, how listeners would respond, how best to capture the listener, best words to describe his tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare it with someone who was asked to provide a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ... uh... was doing this huh... then that happened loh... duno leh... like this... but, also maybe like this leh... how it happened? hmmm...not sure loh... should be because...eh... dunno lah ... dun ask me!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114921777671621157?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114921777671621157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114921777671621157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114921777671621157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114921777671621157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/great-story-telling.html' title='Great Story Telling'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114920797158671752</id><published>2006-06-02T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T08:26:11.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Branch Outing</title><content type='html'>We have an unofficial branch outing yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a branch outing because all but 3 guys from your branch turn out for this outing. For some once in a lifetime special reasons 3 individuals decided to treat. So for the rest of us, dinner was FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as a consumer of the restaurant we went to (non paying also count as consumer lah), I would say that the price they paid (I was not part of the paying group), was not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the price of $25.80 nett, one would expect better stuff... instead, the food served on the buffet spread was cheap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what they served:&lt;br /&gt;Salmon slice (the only item worth it, if I devour maybe half the fish =)&lt;br /&gt;Teriyaki Chicken- Cooked (the queue was long and only limited servings were dished out at intervals of 30 mins)&lt;br /&gt;Cold soba (cheap food)&lt;br /&gt;Sliced beef- uncooked (no way am I cooking it in my soup. For a beef lover like me, I took none of that beef because I could not cook it properly)&lt;br /&gt;3 inch sausages&lt;br /&gt;fish balls&lt;br /&gt;sotong balls (2 colours)&lt;br /&gt;crab meat (artificial)&lt;br /&gt;some stuff for noodles we pay for 20 cents a piece in hawker centres&lt;br /&gt;pastries (can easily get $2 a piece for better quality ones from a pastry shop)&lt;br /&gt;ice cream - cheap (do not expect hagen daz or Swensens)&lt;br /&gt;ice kachang mix - cheap&lt;br /&gt;Assorted fruits - cheap kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it... Singapore's Joaquim Steamboat restaurant at Suntec Convention Centre. I'll rather order KFC next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114920797158671752?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114920797158671752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114920797158671752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114920797158671752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114920797158671752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/branch-outing.html' title='Branch Outing'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114921799680672223</id><published>2006-06-02T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:13:16.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my time settings wrong</title><content type='html'>Sorry people who actually believe I blog at 5 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my time settings wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed it to Singapore time already. hope everything goes well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114921799680672223?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114921799680672223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114921799680672223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114921799680672223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114921799680672223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-got-my-time-settings-wrong.html' title='I got my time settings wrong'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114912138718099343</id><published>2006-06-01T08:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T09:19:48.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Posts</title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may be wondering why I titled this post "Missing Posts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do no be mistaken. There is nothing wrong with my database. There is nothing wrong with Blogspot. I have not been deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's put it this way. U have been deprived. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a good blogger I should have told you about my trip to China last month. But I didn't. And because my friend Frank, who organised this trip, already had done wonderful blogging about this experience, I'm going to just link you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Links to Frank's Blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-1-macau-by-air.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 1- Macau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-1-macau-to-hk-by-sea.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 1- Macau to HK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-1-hk-by-land.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 1- HK by Land&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-1-hk-by-legs.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 1- HK by legs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-1-hk-by-legs_06.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 1- HK by legs part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-1-hk-by-leg_114688565421993766.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 1- HK by legs part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-1-hk-by-mtrlegs.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 1- HK by MTR/legs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-2-hk-by-mtrlegs.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 2- HK by MTR/legs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-2-hk-by-legs.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 2- HK by legs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-2-hk-to-guangzhou-by.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 2- HK to Guangzhou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-3-guangzhou-by-bmw.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 3- Guangzhou by BMW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-3-jiu-jiang-by-lexus.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 3- Guangzhou to Jiujiang part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-3-jiu-jiang-by-lexus_12.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 3- Guangzhou to Jiujiang part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-3-jiu-jiang_114743585038948863.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 3- Guangzhou to Jiujiang part 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-3-jiu-jiang_114743671999467268.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 3- Guangzhou to Jiujiang part 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-4-xin-ken-by-lexus-bmw.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 4- Xin Ken&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-4-xin-ken-by-lexus-bmw_13.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 4- Xin Ken part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-4-xin-ken-b_114748198202566027.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 4- Xin Ken part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-4-guangzhou-by-bmw.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 4- Guangzhou by BMW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-4-guangzhou-by-bmw_13.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 4- Guangzhou by BMW part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-5-guangzhou.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 5- Guangzhou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-5-guangzhou-bei-jing.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 5- Guangzhou Bei Jing Lu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-6-guangzhou-shenzhen-by.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 6- Guangzhou to Shenzhen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-6-shenzhen-by-boat.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 6- Shenzhen by boat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-6-shenzhen-by-bus.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 6- Shenzhen by bus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-7-shenzhen-by-walking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 6- Shenzhen by legs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-7-shenzhen-windows-of-e.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 7- Shenzhen windows of the world&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-7-shenzhen-windows-of-e_25.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 7- Shenzhen windows of the world part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-7-shenzhen-_114853470688767573.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 7- Shenzhen windows of the world part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-7-shenzhen-lunch-time.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 7- ShenZhen Lunch time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-8-guangzhou-shopping.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 8- Guangzhou Shopping&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/china-trip-day-9-guangzhou-beijing.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 9- Guangzhou Beijing Lu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/06/china-trip-day-10-guangzhou.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 10- Guangzhou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2kpigs.blogspot.com/2006/06/china-trip-day-11-guangzhou-macau.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 11- Guangzhou to Macau (Last Day *sob* *sob*)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had great fun and seriously, I was reluctant to come back... =(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114912138718099343?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114912138718099343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114912138718099343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114912138718099343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114912138718099343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/06/missing-posts.html' title='Missing Posts'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114911888273719095</id><published>2006-06-01T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T07:41:22.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim Lover</title><content type='html'>I supported Maxim Singapore from their 1st issue. Till date I have all their copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I stopped reading them since last Year August issue. All later copies are still wrapped in plastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!??!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114911888273719095?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114911888273719095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114911888273719095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114911888273719095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114911888273719095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/05/maxim-lover.html' title='Maxim Lover'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114903866043544873</id><published>2006-05-31T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T09:24:20.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Day</title><content type='html'>its great to wake up fresh in the morning. But that was not the case for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I woke up at 3.30 am in the morning... to play my MAPLESTORY. You would have read in my earlier post that I have decided to limit MAPLESTORY game time to 4 hrs max a day... well the catch is... I didn't say what time to what time right? Hahah...eh...I am still giving myself that freedom to play as and when I like. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from wanting to level my character(well I was stagnant at level 60 for 3-4 days already), I woke up abruptly at 3.30 am and decided that I couldn't get to sleep already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept early yesterday, around 11.56pm.... I sort of dozed off lah, I admit. But hey, forget the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into Junkai and his GF yesterday, while I was about to fetch a cab home with my gf..... its interesting I'd say. Cos I never get to bump into him while I was alone and and he was alone even though he stayed close. But when we both were with our girlfriends we can coincidentally meet on the streets.... maybe that explains polar attraction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is such an interesting place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114903866043544873?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114903866043544873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114903866043544873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114903866043544873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114903866043544873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-day.html' title='A new Day'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114898373606447251</id><published>2006-05-30T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:08:56.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The drive that brought about the desire</title><content type='html'>In my last post, I declared my resolution. But what brought about this change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess that I am disappointed in myself. I mean, 1/4 of my life has passed and I feel that I have been wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accomplished nothing. Achieved nothing. Have nothing. This is bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can turn my life over? What can I do to make sure I don't waste my life? I had these thoughts... I realised... I was aware of my own shortcomings. That I am lazy, and always looking for the easy way out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This has got to change," I told myself." I need to improve".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's bad. Another general statement made. Improve on what? Change what? I found out that I was discovering more of myself by first being true to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made my resolution, in the middle of the year, but at least its a good start. And I know that by writing it down on this blog I will be more committed towards it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114898373606447251?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114898373606447251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114898373606447251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114898373606447251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114898373606447251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/05/drive-that-brought-about-desire.html' title='The drive that brought about the desire'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-114898315448472093</id><published>2006-05-30T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T17:59:14.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, it has indeed been a long time since I had throttled on blog space. I admit that I had been to engrossed in MAPLESTORY to have time for other stuff. I have stopped chatting in MSN ( Stopped? or maybe reduced), I don't have time for movies, and less time for shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is enough. I am limiting my MAPPLING time to 4 hrs a day MAX (subjected to weekdays only, I have yet to set a limit for weekends =.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the time, ehem, please see title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my resolution for the year. I know it came too late, as its supposed to be made at the start of the year... but oh well... better late than never, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-114898315448472093?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/114898315448472093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=114898315448472093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114898315448472093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/114898315448472093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-111616810133400776</id><published>2005-05-15T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:42:08.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Started to play CS</title><content type='html'>Hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone forgot this game already? I guess not... its a once very popular first person shooting game, where friends gather to fight for the top frag, against each other or opponents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played this game during my poly school days. Wasn't really good at it though... Everyone was a pro... I wasn't... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... started playing again recently with some of my camp mates... first game - sucks... haha&lt;br /&gt;0 frags 8 deaths... OMG... quit the game to reset the scores... haha .. didn't get any better in the second game... well... I guess I'm just not cut out for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-111616810133400776?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/111616810133400776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=111616810133400776' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/111616810133400776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/111616810133400776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2005/05/started-to-play-cs.html' title='Started to play CS'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-111599830304777468</id><published>2005-05-13T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:31:43.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KTV</title><content type='html'>Hey, one of the most popular activities by Singaporeans I guess... one of my favourites as well.. .I like to sing very much by the way... although I hate the quality of my voice. I can't hit high notes, neither can I go on low notes and I do sing off tune sometimes, ok most times.... so what? I'm not a born singer... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing mostly Chinese songs but I sometimes do try English songs. My knowledge of songs is limited as I do not have much time to listen to songs. =( However, I do pick up new songs quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent songs that i learnt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guang liang - Tong Hua&lt;br /&gt;Li Shen Jie - Chi Xin Jue Dui&lt;br /&gt;Li Shen Jie - Shou Fang Kai&lt;br /&gt;Eason Chan - K ge zhi wang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I do understand that its hard trying to read Hanyu pin yin... but bear in mind... its also hard to write in hanyu pinyin and also I am not forcing you to read this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to learn new songs so if you have any nice songs to intro, please do... Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-111599830304777468?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/111599830304777468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=111599830304777468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/111599830304777468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/111599830304777468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2005/05/ktv.html' title='KTV'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-111599734712634256</id><published>2005-05-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:15:47.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th, May 05</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since I am updating this blog... well.. I guess I have been busy these feel months... maybe not... anyway. For those who are interested in what goes on in my life during the past few weeks... well... read on... if not ... please press ___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... thanks for reading on... And for guys/gers who wonder who I am after reading my first post, let me introduce myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a 24/m... currently working in the Army. As what? I'd like to leave this as a topic as a later blog so I will not disclose now. Anyway,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I have not married but I do have a girlfriend now. Other than this, I consider myself to be an easy going guy who gets along well with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of self intro... chat with me to know more. k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately happenings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went ktv with friends&lt;br /&gt;Started to play CS&lt;br /&gt;Darkthrone&lt;br /&gt;StarCraft/Broodwar&lt;br /&gt;Army Life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-111599734712634256?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/111599734712634256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=111599734712634256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/111599734712634256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/111599734712634256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2005/05/friday-13th-may-05.html' title='Friday the 13th, May 05'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11894327.post-111253018272309954</id><published>2005-04-04T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:09:42.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the Life of a Duty personnel</title><content type='html'>Sigh, Weekends are finally here and what is the meaning of this? hmm... some guy in the HQ must have had a bad impression of me to roster my name for a Sunday Duty. Rest on Monday? Sadly no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, duties on weekends are not bad actually. Don't you know how important it is for a soldier to defend the country? Especially when the rest are out there partying their lives away... jealous? neah... I ought to be proud... proud.... i ... well... lets face it... Who else is going to do this other than me? Someone out there has a family to be with. Someone has already planned to wash his fish tank today. Another has to send his 4-wheeler to the service centre. I am doing them a favor. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I am doing duty with someone I know... that will be fun... what can we do ? I know... We can watch TV together in the duty room. jolly...8 hours of TV. Ha! How's that to spend the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the driver to send me around camp just now. Was looking for a particular spot in Camp. Can't seem to find the right place though. The driver must have made at least 3 U-turns. Hope he is not pissed. I mean... would you be pissed if someone asks you to make 3 U-turns? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost something today... right in front of my eyes I asw my security pass fall into the sea. Hoping it would float but it didn't. Noo... I stared at it unbelievingly as it sank and disappeared from view. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing this blog from camp. This is my first blog. I never imagined I would 1 day start a blog. I mean, its a growing fad and everything and there are people who are really into it. But, I guess I am really damn bored. Tried to get on friendster but the stupid server denied the access rights. What's wrong with friendster anyway? Don't understand these things sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a plus point is that the dreaded HOD is not around. Lucky that I do not have to do any duties with him, and hopes he does not read this blog!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11894327-111253018272309954?l=astutez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/feeds/111253018272309954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11894327&amp;postID=111253018272309954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/111253018272309954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11894327/posts/default/111253018272309954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astutez.blogspot.com/2005/04/day-in-life-of-duty-personnel.html' title='A day in the Life of a Duty personnel'/><author><name>Astutez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473147198823872759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-637.vo.llnwd.net/00035/73/65/35365637_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
