<?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-9166501</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:04:27.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Fowards, For Words</title><subtitle type='html'>I'll take the first step of a million more just to see whatever this life has in store.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>270</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-2093523819478909835</id><published>2008-10-30T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:13:57.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Lover Style Profile Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;The Liberated Lover&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/104/656/10465692962375378952/mt1125085329.jpg" width="" height="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;div&gt;Based on the results of this test, it is highly likely that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer your romance and love to wild and daring rather than typical or boring, you would rather pursue than be pursued and, when it comes to physical love, your satisfaction comes more from providing a wonderful time to your partner than simply seeking your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This places you in the Lover Style of: &lt;b&gt;The Liberated Lover&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Liberated Lover is a wonderful Lover Style, and forms the kind of free-thinking, sexually-exciting, self-confident lover that society once condemned but that a liberal-mind cherishes and exults. The Liberated Lover is a treasure to find, though it can sometimes be difficult to do so because they are often already engaged in relationships or are in high-demand if "in the market."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of physical love, the Liberated Lover is possibly the most thrilling and demanding of all, with the one potential drawback being that it is possible to feel 'overmatched' at times by their prowess and selfless giving. Given trust and understanding, and the right lover, the Liberated Lover can be a delight in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Compatibility can probably be found with: The Exotic Lover (most of all) or the Carnal Lover, or the Suave Lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you enjoyed this test, I would love the feedback! Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815"&gt;Nerds, Geeks &amp;amp; Dorks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16508533975919017840"&gt;Professional Wrestling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 17325897279428986557=""&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 10603689462944369577=""&gt;America/Politics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Again! -- &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=" 8115472531704248346=""&gt;THE LOVER STYLE PROFILE TEST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-lover-style-profile-test"&gt;Take The Lover Style Profile Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(19, 19, 19);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(172, 0, 12);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color: rgb(172, 0, 12);"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-2093523819478909835?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/2093523819478909835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=2093523819478909835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/2093523819478909835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/2093523819478909835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-result-for-lover-style-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-8596740036247429308</id><published>2007-11-21T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T12:38:37.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Home</title><content type='html'>Yep, I'm gonna be back in Singapore on the 4th of Dec 3am. Anyone willing to give me a lift home? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if there are stuff you guys want me to buy back, just drop me a list on email or message me through msn. No guarantees though so don't give me a wtf-face if I disappoint you, for I tend to do that a lot of late. Also, pls dont be a Terry #2 lol, here let me show you what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TerryBlingBling: hey when are you coming back?&lt;br /&gt;me: 4th dec&lt;br /&gt;TerryBlingBling: so are you get me anything?&lt;br /&gt;me: sure what do u want, I could get u great hair products like Fudge shampoo etc&lt;br /&gt;TerryBlingBling: hmmm can I get something else instead?&lt;br /&gt;me: hmmm chocolates? what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;TerryBlingBling: ps3 can?&lt;br /&gt;me: ...........&lt;br /&gt;TerryBlingBling: or xbox360?&lt;br /&gt;me: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, anyway, just drop me a line :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll cya all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-8596740036247429308?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8596740036247429308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=8596740036247429308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8596740036247429308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8596740036247429308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/11/going-home.html' title='Going Home'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-4154503790073187738</id><published>2007-11-07T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T03:19:32.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Life</title><content type='html'>Ok, some people have been asking me for me to update my blog. To be honest I have no idea what I want to say. I just want to keep my thoughts to myself right now (not like I do much thinking anyway lol). I guess, there's no harm just filling people in on what I've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into a car accident recently, someone drove into my car and now it's been written off and replaced with a black 'ah-bengish' excel. To be honest I don't know what I decided to buy it. I guess I was really in need of a car bad and was the best deal I could land at the time. So yeah, still waiting for the rest of the insurance that o settle. It's really pathetic how it takes a leading insurance company in Australia to take 4-5 months to settle such a simple claim. I have to call them every week and all they say is, 'yes, sorry we've fallen behind schedule, it's still being processed'. Whatever, I just hope they give me my money soon - I want to spend it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of money, I did get the job in the casino. So I work in the F&amp;amp;B there for close to 30 bux an hour =). I've worked crazy hours and I've actually managed to save up quite a sum over the past few months. I like working there. I get perks such as discounts off restaurants. I actually had dinner with Ally in one of their top tier restaurant bar and I thought it was fantastic. Other perks include cheap hotel rooms, free parking and food and I don't even have to wash my uniform because everything is done for me. I also get to meet a lot of pretty girls (LOL) be it from the workplace or from events so I aint complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during my free time I camp the TV sites and youtube for Prison Break, House or Heroes episodes. Sometimes I get so bored that I'll go look up for interviews for each individual cast. So in that process I've learned some stuff about the actors. Seriously, Hugh Laurie is so damn talented. Wow. He speaks such fluid English, has a wonderful sense of humor, acts fantastic, plays the piano, writes his music and sings so well. I'm totally impressed. And Wrenworth Miller the lead actor in PB which most girls tell me he's so cute...is gay...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, also I've been introduced to face book recently. Been playing around with it a lot, mainly drawing grafittis (I hope I'm not spamming you wall with my stuff, if you think its awful, just tell me and I'll stop LOL). I guess most of the time, I use it for playing scrabble with my sister. We used to be pretty much 50-50 on our games but she's starting to own my face. I could blame this to the lucky tiles she's been getting but I'm not. She's improved quite a abit after playing with her colleagues. Damn journalists &gt;_&lt;. At least I managed to land the higest scoring bingo (when u use all 7 tiles u get a 'bingo' bonus of 50points) on her and I most proudly took a screenshot of it =). Anyway, if anyone is down for a game of scrabble, I'm game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/RzIDqUaq7yI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bqSm9JhLTIU/s1600-h/HIGHEST+BINGO.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/RzIDqUaq7yI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bqSm9JhLTIU/s400/HIGHEST+BINGO.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130166951098380066" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ,  that's pretty much it. I'll see if I have the mood to  update again. Lata&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/RzIDqUaq7yI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bqSm9JhLTIU/s1600-h/HIGHEST+BINGO.bmp"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/RzIDqUaq7yI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bqSm9JhLTIU/s1600-h/HIGHEST+BINGO.bmp"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-4154503790073187738?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/4154503790073187738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=4154503790073187738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4154503790073187738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4154503790073187738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/11/simple-life.html' title='A Simple Life'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/RzIDqUaq7yI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bqSm9JhLTIU/s72-c/HIGHEST+BINGO.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-8421421019916871858</id><published>2007-08-17T11:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T11:46:32.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY SHIT LOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNr1oLhZ0zs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNr1oLhZ0zs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-8421421019916871858?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8421421019916871858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=8421421019916871858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8421421019916871858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8421421019916871858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/08/holy-shit-lol.html' title='HOLY SHIT LOL!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-2360707764746662091</id><published>2007-08-12T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:49:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Weekend</title><content type='html'>Heh, it's been awhile since I've updated my blog. I've been busy with school and work. I'm so tired but I barely sleep. It's like I can't fall asleep until 4am and I'd wake up at 8am. It's like I've got so much time on my hands now. I can even be bothered to prepare a big yummy breakfast lol but at times I just feel totally drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a short nap Saturday before work (I'm still at Dominoes because Burswood said they would get back to me next week or so). I couldn't even wake up on time for work... heck, I couldn't even get out of bed lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG speaking of work, Saturday was absolutely CRAZY. The deliveries were crazy, the tips were insanely awesome, cops were all over the damn place- i think they had a patrol car every 5km, lol they were really trying to bust some ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting part of the day happened when I was about to get into my car to do my last delivery, it was pretty late. So I got into my car, started it and then some pretty aussie girl ran over and asked me to give her a lift home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'll pay you 10 bucks to just drop me off nearby' she said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SURE NO PROBLEM IL GIVE U A RIDE FOR FREE *WINK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So I sent her home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no I didn't take her number....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I took her money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends have called me crazy but....HEY I GAVE HER A DISCOUNT. 40% off taxi ride k???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I wasn't interested. I only like asian girls =P. Furthermore, I just don't trust girls anymore- even the closest ones to me disappoint. GUYS U HAVE TO BE EXTRA CAREFUL OF THE HOT ONES. They have lots of charm and can get away with almost anything even if they've got nothing(on). Then again, most guys wont mind either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I know I haven't posted pics lately because I haven't been taking any...but I just got some from Jaeann. These are pics from my friend's 21st party. It was really cool. Theme was 'Occupation'. I'm supposed to be a magician (I copied Alfred's dress style which I call BLACK ATTACK), I brought cards too and stuff managed to impress with some tricks. Then again, I failed on some as well. I'm so rusty =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl isn't in this pic =/ I'll grab it and post it as soon as I can! Ok here are the 2 I've got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/Rr8bSY4M9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_8I0RsA5HSk/s1600-h/glenbd+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/Rr8bSY4M9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_8I0RsA5HSk/s320/glenbd+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097823305936467346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeanette(HMMM I THINK SHES AN ARTIST) &amp; me (the lousy magic man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/Rr8bSo4M9aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qkbeVkQChpU/s1600-h/glenbd+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/Rr8bSo4M9aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qkbeVkQChpU/s320/glenbd+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097823310231434658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool Cheng and Jaeann (she's a doctor in real life...soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/9166501-2360707764746662091?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/2360707764746662091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=2360707764746662091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/2360707764746662091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/2360707764746662091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/08/work-weekend.html' title='Work Weekend'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/Rr8bSY4M9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_8I0RsA5HSk/s72-c/glenbd+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-4404947597005878540</id><published>2007-07-21T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T03:16:41.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke and Tired</title><content type='html'>Gosh, so tired from work I've been working everyday. Trying to earn as much money as possible because I'm gonna be very broke. I have to cover a heap of my expenses for next sem and I sorta promised Jo we'll meet up in melb for holiday which I'll try squeeze in in my 1 week break. Yes, thats right. I'm repeating a semester. I'm not gonna fuck it up again. My parents have been so forgiving and graceful I feel ashamed every Sunday when I call them up to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I've been driving a lot apart from tuesday and thurs when I had to send my car for servicing. Repairs and maintenance cost me like 300 plus bucks. ouch :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like driving though. I find it relaxing. Turning on the music full blast, listening to the most interesting topics the DJs here bring up. I listen to the radio so much that I know almost every song aired - its name and who sang it. Then again, there are other times, where I just switch everything off and do some self reflection on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I thought of DOs and DONTs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;wanna fall in love LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dont wanna let anyone down again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;wanna get an S2000 as my first car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wanna go melb in aug!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wanna get an ipod soon!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a digi cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;All short term goals but yea...at least i'm doing some planning of some sort lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-4404947597005878540?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/4404947597005878540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=4404947597005878540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4404947597005878540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4404947597005878540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/07/broke-and-tired.html' title='Broke and Tired'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-3527599525625132815</id><published>2007-07-10T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:43:22.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS BITCHING TIME</title><content type='html'>JUST NEED TO REMIND MYSELF OF A COUPLE OF THINGS AND I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE REMINDED TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) THE NICER YOU ARE TO SOMEONE, THE MORE LIKELY THEY ARE TO TAKE FROM YOU. AND WHOEVER SAID, 'ITS BETTER TO GIVE THAN RECEIVE' MUST HAVE EITHER BEEN SANTA CLAUS OR PROBABLY MEANT IT IN OPPOSITE TERMS. IE, ITS BETTER TO GIVE PEOPLE SHIT, THAN RECEIVE SHIT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) THE CLOSER YOU GET TO SOMEONE, THE MORE LIKELY THEY ARE TO DISAPPOINT. SO TREAT EVERYONE LIKE A NOOB AND DONT EXPECT ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST FINISHED WORK (A SHIFT WHICH I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE DOING BUT I HAVE TO FILL IN BECAUSE I'M THE 'ONLY ONE' ABLE TO HELP. NO WONDER IM THE HIGHEST PAID DRIVER IN THE STORE... WOW. WELL, NOT GONNA BE HELPING MUCH LONGER. BURSWOOD GIVES ME MORE MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I COME HOME AND WANTED TO CHECK MY EXAM RESULTS AND LOW AND BEHOLD!!!!! THE PERSON WHOM I AGREED TO LET STAY AT ONE OF THE VACANT ROOMS IN MY PLACE IS USING MY COMPUTER! WOW!!!!! AND IF THATS NOT ENOUGH, SAVING SHIT ON MY DESKTOP AND RUNNING BIT TORRENT. HMMMMM I DONT REMEMBER THE WORD SORRY BEING USED EITHER....OHH ITS OK!!! JUST CARRY ON USING MY COMP UNTIL U FEEL LIKE STOPPING K?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ITS A BAD DAY, I BETTER NOT CHECK MY EXAM RESULTS LOL. I'LL WAIT FOR A BETTER DAY. IT'S NOT THAT IM SUPERSTITIOUS OR ANYTHING BUT IT'S CERTAINLY BETTER BEING SAFE THAN SORRY. I MEAN, U DON'T GO TO THE CASINO AFTER YOUR GF BREAKS UP WITH YOU AND YOU JUST GOT PULLED OVER BY THE COPS FOR SPEEDING RIGHT? SHRUG, I KNOW I CERTAINLY WON'T. THEN AGAIN I'VE NOT LOST AT THE BLACKJACK TABLE APART FROM THE FIRST DAY I STARTED PLAYING IT. THEY CALL IT TUITION FEES! LETS HOPE THOSE WORDS I JUST SAID WON'T TURN INTO A COMMENTATOR'S CURSE. DAMN, IM SO TEMPTED TO GO...I NEED CASH FAST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BITCHING OVER! I FEEL MUCH BETTER NOW! TIME TO GO OWN SOME NOOBS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-3527599525625132815?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/3527599525625132815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=3527599525625132815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/3527599525625132815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/3527599525625132815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-bitching-time.html' title='ITS BITCHING TIME'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-8631157077130213850</id><published>2007-07-07T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:21:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Finally caught Transformers on Friday, the only day my manager decided to give me a break from work. Through out the week, all my friends had been telling me how fantastic a show it is and how it's ''the best movie of the year'' and well, I guess that pumped my expectation way too high. Somehow, after coming out from the movie, I was slightly disappointed. No doubt it was an excellent action movie and yet again an incredible display from the people at Industrial Light+ Magic, it somehow didn't satiate my childhood transformer fantasies even if they had casted the very gorgeous Megan Fox. But you know what?? I also watched Blood Diamond later on that night and I think Jennifer Connelly &gt; Megan Fox. Doesn't she have the most alluring eyes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the show I did some shopping, wheee...spending more money!!! I WANT TO BUY AN IPOD!!!!  Then again, there are a lot of things I want to buy...a cap, black shirt, plane ticket to Melbourne, S2000... the list never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all  I need is to win this week's lotto....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-8631157077130213850?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8631157077130213850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=8631157077130213850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8631157077130213850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8631157077130213850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/07/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-8885616372428035527</id><published>2007-07-04T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T22:40:08.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Dogs and Cats</title><content type='html'>I'm loyal like a dog.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also playful like a cat. &gt;'.'&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish I could box myself up and ignore the rest of the world. Something kinda like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdQj2ohqCBk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdQj2ohqCBk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-8885616372428035527?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8885616372428035527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=8885616372428035527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8885616372428035527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8885616372428035527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/07/of-dogs-and-cats.html' title='Of Dogs and Cats'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-6065562963421367313</id><published>2007-06-30T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:06:25.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peon At Work</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful change of events! Today as I was about to leave for work, I noticed something different about my car. I NOTICED THAT MY RED RX-8 SUDENLY CHANGED INTO A BLUE SUZUKI SWIFT WTF?!!!! *JOKES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I realised that I had a flat tire@!!!! Shit!!! How am I going to work!! Anyway, I changed it. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be but I turned up at work half an hr late lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought my boss was gonna be pissed because there are tons of deliveries to do around the time I start work and he cannot afford anyone to be absent. But when I got there he wasn't mad or anything and I just continued with the daily dose of work. Phones rang, I answered. I picked up the call of one of the nicest customers ever-an old lady ordering for little kids and herself. She was soooooo nice on the phone! And before I put down, she said to me, "thank you so much for catering to us you have been such wonderful help, have a great night, thanks love..." OMG?????WOW....that put a smile on my face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the night was hectic as Saturday nights always are. The tips were sooooooo good! Got about 20 bucks in tips today! YEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm really tired gonna sleep soon and this blog ends here. Now all I have to do is chase my friend playing DotA out of my room (yes, I blogged using my laptop and a wireless connection). MY HOUSE IS NOT A LANSHOP!!!!!-_-;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-6065562963421367313?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6065562963421367313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=6065562963421367313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/6065562963421367313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/6065562963421367313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/peon-at-work.html' title='Peon At Work'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-5825067930572358221</id><published>2007-06-28T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T03:29:44.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>Past week has been quite good. I've had some meaningful conversations with my parents and friends too. Really love and miss them dear :). Sometimes I feel so grateful for all my parents  have given to me. Often I don't even deserve it, but I guess that's what love and grace is all about. I hope I can squeeze a trip back to Singapore mid July to see them before they jet off to China again. Anyways its cold and gloomy down here. I need a nice tan, the beach and some swimming. Honestly, I can't remember Perth being so wet. It rains almost everyday and its mucky. Hanging clothes to dry, well...doesn't really dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for work, I've been working everyday, gosh money is sooooo hard to earn. It's like, I work my ass off scrubbing dishes and serving some nasty cheapskate customers for hours for 50 bucks which was conveniently handed over to my hairdresser today. Geez, the things we do to look good! Sometimes 50 bucks is a small price to pay, if your haircut makes u feel like you're worth a million bucks! But yeah, I'm having a good time, getting lots of rest to make up for the physically, mentally and emotionally draining semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before I go, just wanna help my sister with one of the stories she has for The Straits Times. So, if u guys, don't mind helping out, try &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;http://www.straitstimes.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and take the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;snap poll on service&lt;/span&gt;! It's regarding some stuff about whether you think that you have been served well at restaurants or some sort of customer satisfaction survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I voted for NO- the service sucks. I mean, seriously, there are a couple of things which need to be done if they want to promote good customer service. Firstly, they need to hire less kids. Half the time, they don't even know what they are doing. I remember going to Fish and Co. with my sister last Christmas. It was horrible. The waiter didn't know how to take orders and another kid spilling mayo over my shoes wasn't too helpful either. Secondly, they have to pay higher wages. Seriously, with the close to $20 bucks an hr wages I get, I'm already trying to force a smile sometimes. LOL I can't imagine if I had to work for $6.50 an hr facing picky bosses and difficult customers. Hell, I'd just tell the customer giving me a hard time to piss off. Oh well, just my thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah adopted a new pet pig on behalf of Jo! LOL. I love the name she gave it, everytime I see it I laugh. Feed it more k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-5825067930572358221?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/5825067930572358221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=5825067930572358221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/5825067930572358221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/5825067930572358221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-29192405461547854</id><published>2007-06-23T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T15:17:09.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEOPLE I LOOK LIKE?</title><content type='html'>Don't you hate it when someone says, "HEY YOU LOOK LIKE SOMEONE I KNOW!". I know I do. Recently someone said that I look like an actor. LMAO, righhhht. Anyway, decided to do some searching but I was pretty dissapointed with the results because on two different photos i used, I got 2 sets of totally different celebrities. So I guess this site isn't as accurate as I think it is lol. Anyway, check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/84/58/02/845802_389294de4ec7646nsd2712.JPG" border="0" height="574" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-29192405461547854?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/29192405461547854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=29192405461547854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/29192405461547854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/29192405461547854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/people-i-look-like.html' title='PEOPLE I LOOK LIKE?'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-6690115888614063733</id><published>2007-06-23T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:37:09.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABCDEFGHIJLMNOPQRST VWXYZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OMG IM MISSING U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-6690115888614063733?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6690115888614063733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=6690115888614063733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/6690115888614063733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/6690115888614063733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/abcdefghijlmnopqrst-vwxyz.html' title='ABCDEFGHIJLMNOPQRST VWXYZ'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-765106881811678351</id><published>2007-06-23T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T02:38:35.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE IS A PRICE FOR EVERYTHING</title><content type='html'>Wow I'm tired as hell. It's 2am and I just got home from work. Did 8 hrs straight so that means I'm 100 dollars richer. The thing that really bugs me is the thought of  going clubbing with friends tomorrow and just let loose. Every time I go clubbing I can easily spend 100 bucks. Then I realize how damn hard it is to save up money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had planned to go back to Singapore for a couple of months because I miss my family and friends. But right now, I'm left with not much of a choice. I'm trying to do about 50 hr weeks and hopefully save up a few grand by the end of July. I know I did horribly this semester and I'm bound to fail one or (God forbid) two units. So IF my parents DO let me stay one more sem to complete the shit I haven't, I'll make sure I do it with MY money. Fucking 25 yrs old already, I should be responsible for my mistakes. Fuck, I'm never gonna let such shit happen ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. I've been getting so many messages on msn asking me how I'm doing and when I'm going back. My answer is right here. I don't need sympathy and I certainly don't wanna keep repeating my case to different people, it's tiring. Sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got some lobang and I'll be moving from my pizza job to work at BURSWOOD (its the local casino...or should I say BURSTwood because the dealers always deal me blackjacks and perfect pairs and I go home a happy man ^_^). LOL XINYI I SEE UR EYES HAVE JUST BECOME BIG LIKE FISHBALLS. Ok, no eyes jokes because I always lose. Anyway, pay is good - I'll be looking at $18/hr on weekdays and $22 on weekends. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urrgh so tired, gonna shower and get some rest, its gonna be a long ass day tmr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-765106881811678351?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/765106881811678351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=765106881811678351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/765106881811678351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/765106881811678351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/money-cant-buy-happiness-but-it-can-buy.html' title='THERE IS A PRICE FOR EVERYTHING'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-5105226256994055115</id><published>2007-06-21T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:29:59.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Got Talent?</title><content type='html'>More vids for you guys!!! This guy is one of the few which made it to the next round of the competition. I totally love his act. Check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DnNBgIKOvr4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DnNBgIKOvr4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-5105226256994055115?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/5105226256994055115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=5105226256994055115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/5105226256994055115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/5105226256994055115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/americas-got-talent.html' title='America&apos;s Got Talent?'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-2773590508063480055</id><published>2007-06-20T06:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T07:01:24.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die Trying</title><content type='html'>Heh I just finished watching a streaming video from a site I really like to visit. It's at http://www3.alluc.org/alluc/ . Basically it has heaps of movies and TV series which are streaming and that means you can watch without the hassle of downloading via bitcommet or whatever torrent program you use. So I just wanted to recommend it to those who don't know about it yet :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the movie. I adored it. Maybe because of the blend of colours which made the atmosphere so dark and dreary. The shades of crimson and grey seemed to blend so well. The action was good and well, knowing that almost 70% of the show was computer generated it goes to show how far technology has come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme was cool, I totally love the Spartan i-do-not-fear death attitude and I think it's a trait which I really lack. I mean not to their extreme sense of fighting for honor, glory and freedom but recently I've been giving up on a lot of things. I used to have a never-say-die attitude but now all I can think about is cutting my losses and giving up on things has grown at a disturbing rate. This show made me reflect and remind me that this defeatist mentality has to stop. It's like a plague. Sometimes you just have to give it your all even if you fail, you can look back with no regrets and pick up valuable lessons along the way. Just some thoughts, hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been watching heaps of America's Got Talent and Britain's Got Talent on youtube. It's really quite interesting stuff! I have to say though, Britain's got more talent :p I mean, David Hasselhoff as a judge - come on, that says it all. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got utmost respect for the winner Paul Pott. He sold handphones for a living before this competition and you can see how simple and humble he is. Anyway, I've uploaded his performance. I hate opera but this performance of Nessun Dorma (haha Ally I know what u were talking about now!) made my jaw drop....enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/blwyFKn2aLk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/blwyFKn2aLk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-2773590508063480055?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/2773590508063480055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=2773590508063480055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/2773590508063480055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/2773590508063480055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/die-trying.html' title='Die Trying'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-4581372022981301419</id><published>2007-06-15T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T05:32:15.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Love Triumph!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qY1j_bKg8o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qY1j_bKg8o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely love this humor, hope you guys enjoy it too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-4581372022981301419?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/4581372022981301419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=4581372022981301419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4581372022981301419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4581372022981301419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/gotta-love-triumph.html' title='Gotta Love Triumph!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-4745040473775543832</id><published>2007-06-11T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:58:56.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/Rm1wYyDGDOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bQI-OUhtv4w/s1600-h/EmO_by_EmObEnNy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/Rm1wYyDGDOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bQI-OUhtv4w/s400/EmO_by_EmObEnNy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074835926170340578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OK, NO MORE FUCKING EMO BULLSHIT. I'M GOOD NOW! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-4745040473775543832?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/4745040473775543832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=4745040473775543832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4745040473775543832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4745040473775543832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/not.html' title='NOT'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_C4hUssUfi4M/Rm1wYyDGDOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bQI-OUhtv4w/s72-c/EmO_by_EmObEnNy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-3429010928996823068</id><published>2007-06-10T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T18:15:54.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point of No Return</title><content type='html'>As you can see, I've adopted a new pet!!! Welcome Speedy! That's right he can swim bloody fast ok? Well here Speedy is, transfered from my realm of WoW (which I left for good reasons) onto my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...Exams commence tomorrow and I'm freaking nervous. Despite my efforts so far, I'm just not mentally prepared this time round. The brutal lineup of papers, 11th (Audit), 13th (Corp Law), 14th (Corp Accounting), and 18th (Theories and Issues), doesn't help either. Alright, back to books...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-3429010928996823068?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/3429010928996823068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=3429010928996823068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/3429010928996823068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/3429010928996823068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/say-hi.html' title='Point of No Return'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-8756999658947397664</id><published>2007-06-10T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:51:30.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UUURGH!</title><content type='html'>SIGH I TOOK SOME PHOTOS TO POST BUT I REALIZED THAT I DIDNT HAVE MY INSTALLATION CD WITH ME, SO I CANT UPLOAD THEM ONTO MY NEW COMP!!!!! GARHHHHGGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, guess it means more time to study...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-8756999658947397664?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8756999658947397664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=8756999658947397664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8756999658947397664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8756999658947397664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/uuurgh.html' title='UUURGH!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-3507066181809354989</id><published>2007-06-08T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T15:45:04.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture the Future</title><content type='html'>I'm drowning in a sea of words. Sigh, there is soooo much to study. I hate studying =( but I'm trying really hard. I've got a goal and it's gonna keep me motivated though everyone would laugh at me if I told them what it was. LOL. But I'm me and I'm silly. Yet I can say that at least I've found direction and a focus - a goal to work toward. It's a big improvement from being a lost sheep weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all ends in just two more weeks. I know I can do it! K, gonna get back to mugging....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-3507066181809354989?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/3507066181809354989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=3507066181809354989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/3507066181809354989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/3507066181809354989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/picture-future.html' title='Picture the Future'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-6132244289648360434</id><published>2007-06-05T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T03:23:06.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>Was surfing the web for some motivational quotes to keep me focused and saw this instead 2 more weeks and i really have to pull through this. It's gonna be an uphill struggle but I don't go down easy either. Have faith, have faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind.&lt;br /&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;br /&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.&lt;br /&gt;It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-6132244289648360434?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6132244289648360434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=6132244289648360434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/6132244289648360434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/6132244289648360434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-must-have-been-lust.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-4687369801703177929</id><published>2007-06-03T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T19:40:30.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere I Belong</title><content type='html'>I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let go of the pain I’ve felt so long&lt;br /&gt;(Erase all the pain till it’s gone)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I belong....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-4687369801703177929?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/4687369801703177929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=4687369801703177929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4687369801703177929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4687369801703177929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/somewhere-i-belong.html' title='Somewhere I Belong'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-4072773520860549692</id><published>2007-06-01T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T03:09:00.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When It's Easier Said Than Done</title><content type='html'>I'm sure we all, at one time or another, have been approached by a friend seeking help with their problems - most of the time its a relationship one. I know I've helped tons of friends though theirs. I've attempted to patch ends together, consoled and on a few occasions asked people to 'just end it'. So, now it's my turn and as the saying goes, it's always easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just update everyone on what's going on through my mind right now. I've got shitload of things happening in my life. My Dad might want me to scrap PR plans and go back to Singapore for good. That is a whole other story all together and while it sits in the corner of my mind, I'll just focus on now. Exams are around the corner, I'm trying really hard to study but sometimes my mind will wander off and start thinking of 'what ifs' or memories are triggered by the places we go. I've realized that just taking some time out and pray really works. It doesn't matter which God you pray to and if you dont have one, try one it can calm you down. So yea, I'm getting my train of thought back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've changed. It's probably a little too quick to say though, but I think I've learned how to take things easy. I realize how silly I was last time to fuss over the most trivial of matters -  probably my gaming attitude in particular. But you know what I've realized? After losing someone you love, losing a game means nothing. So relax and take it easy, there are more important things in life which we should cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where the moping ends and life begins. I jolly well know what to do and everyone tells me the same thing. So it's about time I've cleaned the shit which hit the fan and pick up from my fall...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-4072773520860549692?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/4072773520860549692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=4072773520860549692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4072773520860549692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/4072773520860549692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-its-easier-said-than-done.html' title='When It&apos;s Easier Said Than Done'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-8023016593241752139</id><published>2007-05-31T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T15:40:24.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>Today I just found out something which made me very very very sad =(&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-8023016593241752139?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/8023016593241752139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=8023016593241752139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8023016593241752139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/8023016593241752139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/05/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-6367249149681813031</id><published>2007-05-25T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:12:26.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE I AM</title><content type='html'>WITH HANDS HELD HIGH INTO THE SKY SO BLUE&lt;br /&gt;AS THE OCEAN OPENS UP TO SWALLOW YOU....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, after some re-evaluation in my healing process, savoring the feelings which we don't feel on a daily basis. I don't know if it's just me but don't you think that pain is sometimes an interesting change from the usual carefree days? It keeps us awake- it keeps us alive and knowing we're not in a dream. Maybe that's the reason why I did what I did. Never thought a LDR would work for me but yet walked knowingly into a disaster which I knew  would leave me hurt just so I could know what it feels like to be pain once again. BUT U KNOW? FOR ALL ITS WORTH I'D DO IT AGAIN! CUZ I IS NUB AND LIEK TO SHOOTS MYSELVES IN TEH FOOT! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I'm feeling much better compared to a week ago. I guess its greatly attributed to the friends and family who have been by my side, sharing lengthy conversations over the phone, skype, spending some time out, or just talking things out over dinner. I'm so lucky to have so many awesome people around me who care. Thanks, u all are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my bro tells me -life goes on. I'm loyal like a dog but when the owner leaves, it's time to find my food and carry one surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of dogs, I really wanna get one so bad =(. Today, I delivered pizza to this house (which gave me a $7 tip...yay!) that had such a majestic golden retriever-labrador which came running to me and licking me the moment the door opened. He wanted some pizza!!! SOOOOO CUTE OMG! Just wanna pick it up and give it a big hug. Ahh well, think it's gonna be awhile before I can afford the time, space and money to keep one but I guess it's something to look and work toward to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-6367249149681813031?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/6367249149681813031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=6367249149681813031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/6367249149681813031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/6367249149681813031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-i-am.html' title='HERE I AM'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-944724984726343225</id><published>2007-05-22T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T07:09:32.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’m struggling for the right words to find,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As I pen my thoughts for you in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hoping for some way to change you mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And be together once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Life is so different without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everything that mattered doesn't matter no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And everything that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Has nothing left in store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everyone tells me to try and forget - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe try to find someone new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But I can only look back in regret,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At the chance that I blew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sleepless cold nights filled with agony,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I toss and turn on my bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reminiscing you lying next to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And sweet whispers which you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss your smile;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss your touch;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Though just awhile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On my knees, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I pray for one last chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Begging you please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For another romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yet, no matter what I say or do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Deep inside I know it wont be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So thanks, I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hope you’ll find someone better than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-944724984726343225?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/944724984726343225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=944724984726343225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/944724984726343225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/944724984726343225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/05/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-7572525117917758064</id><published>2007-05-19T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T22:09:02.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>119 Minutes to Midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/paIf4DBM6QI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/paIf4DBM6QI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been such a huge LP fan and at this point of time, I relate to their song more than anything else at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I've Done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this farewell&lt;br /&gt;There's no blood&lt;br /&gt;There's no alibi&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've drawn regret&lt;br /&gt;From the truth&lt;br /&gt;Of a thousand lies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So let mercy come&lt;br /&gt;And wash away...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What I've done&lt;br /&gt;I'll face myself&lt;br /&gt;To cross out what I've become&lt;br /&gt;Erase myself&lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I've done&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Put to rest&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of me&lt;br /&gt;While I clean this slate&lt;br /&gt;With the hands&lt;br /&gt;Of uncertainty&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So let mercy come&lt;br /&gt;And wash away...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What I've done&lt;br /&gt;I'll face myself&lt;br /&gt;To cross out what I've become&lt;br /&gt;Erase myself&lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I've done&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For What I've done&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'll start again&lt;br /&gt;And whatever pain may come&lt;br /&gt;Today this ends&lt;br /&gt;I'm forgiving what I've done&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'll face myself&lt;br /&gt;To cross out what I've become&lt;br /&gt;Erase myself&lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;What I've done&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Forgiving what I've done&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-7572525117917758064?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/7572525117917758064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=7572525117917758064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/7572525117917758064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/7572525117917758064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/05/119-minutes-to-midnight.html' title='119 Minutes to Midnight'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-3644803207525969828</id><published>2007-05-19T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T17:34:57.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Remembered</title><content type='html'>Just some random thought which popped into my mind today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess sometimes, we're better off when we do less harm than to do more good. Simply because people tend to remember bad stuff more and forget whatever good which had been done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-3644803207525969828?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/3644803207525969828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=3644803207525969828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/3644803207525969828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/3644803207525969828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/05/be-remembered.html' title='Be Remembered'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-2040047705828991863</id><published>2007-05-15T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T19:25:41.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word To Many</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since I've blogged. I had my reasons for stopping and I can't say why here. It's so ironic, how you write a public blog but yet, you can't release all the information publicly - that's what I feel at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet today, here I am writing again realizing why having a blog was so good before - I could channel all my anger, frustrations and sadness (or of course my happiness, achievements etc...) to a place where I think I would be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I feel so trapped with almost no one to talk to when I need comfort most- sure I have plenty of friends to hear me out but I don't expect them to be at the right place, at the right time, no do I feel like dragging them into my sinkhole. So this is where it all ends up. Here. The place where people can choose to read and sympathize or, speed through it, ignore it and close the browser. I realize that It doesn't matter if people read it or not because the writing process somewhat leaves my mind in more clarity than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am again, typing as tears of despair attempt to spillover the eyelid reservoir. I'm marginally holding back against an emotional outburst. These few days, I've come to learn a valuable lesson - Things which are done, can't be undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it's something we hear all the time. The funny thing is, I've always gotten away with the things I've done wrong, so at the end of the day, I get the illusion that everything was alright and what was done was 'reconcilled'. How silly of me because I've really done it this time...I've pissed someone I love off and almost sealed a failure on one of my units.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERISH WHAT YOU'VE GOT BECAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU WILL LOSE IT&lt;br /&gt;WHATS DONE CANNOT BE UNDONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read it sooooo many times on different blogs, I can even remember a parable which was preached months ago. It was about a man who said things which hurt people, felt guilty and went to a priest for forgiveness (pretty much like me minus the last part). The priest told him to take a pillow and scatter the feathers in the middle of a windy town square - so that's what the man did. When he went back to the priest, the priest told him to go back out and collect the feathers and of course, he couldn't. Then the priest explained that hurtful words, like feathers, have been said and passed from one place to another. Once the words have been said, the damage is done, you just can't take it back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sigh*If I only remembered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've really screwed up this time. I know. And I've probably pissed tons of my friends off before too. So this goes out to everyone. I do not expect forgiveness be as readily given as the insincere 'sorry' (though I've always meant it when I've said it). So I'm changing in hope that my actions, will speak louder than my words. Until then, you have my sincerest of sorrys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-2040047705828991863?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/2040047705828991863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=2040047705828991863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/2040047705828991863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/2040047705828991863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/05/word-to-many.html' title='A Word To Many'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116999453264081031</id><published>2007-01-28T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:28:52.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've barely had much sleep the past week. Even on weekends I dont get much rest but I guess this week was a pretty meaningfull one. I managed to catch up with some people, and just get to know them more, share stories and thoughts. I've been having a rough time coping with some things and in all honesty, I've been quite confused over the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know where some things are going but I thank the friends who slapped some sense into me. Even at church today, I got another kind reminder. Oh and today...today was a well spent Sunday! I seldom do much on Sunday because I sleep in, then attend service at like 4pm and realise that I wasted my entire day. I woke up for the early service today despite coaxing a 'depressed' friend til like 5am in the morning and it was really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service I went to Benson's place. I was a little bit bored because his gf was there sick in bed and of course he had to look after her. So I entertained myself with a copy of this months TEENAGE magazine. Rofl, that magazine is sooo trash but its great entertainment because all the articles are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hr later, he suggested that we bring the dogs out for a walk (but actually in the end, the dogs were so full of energy they took us for a walk). Taking the dogs out was sooo fun!!! =) They're so shy and yet majestic! As they walk past houses with dogs barking at them the huskies speed up and run away! I couldnt help myself but burst out laughing when I passed by a house. It had a huge (and i mean HUGE) banner on its gate. It said &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DOGS ON GUARD&lt;/span&gt;. So I prepared myself for a ferocious rottweiler or those big ugly dogs which are so mean to come snarling at the gate. Then out came this dog, barking like mad but it was such a tiny scottish terrier lol! Astro, the dog I was walking, simply ignored it and peed on the tree outside the house and walked off hehe. Oh well, thats all the exciting news for today here are a few shots I managed to sneak in =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/134630/28-01-07_1626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evir and Astro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/535933/28-01-07_1708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SIT!!!!!...OEI SIT LAHHHH!!!...good dog =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/149565/28-01-07_1650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Arent THEY sooooo adorable!!! ;) Kekeke...im shameless lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116999453264081031?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116999453264081031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116999453264081031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116999453264081031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116999453264081031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/01/ive-barely-had-much-sleep-past-week.html' title=''/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116957145824727037</id><published>2007-01-24T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:59:09.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When</title><content type='html'>When you just cant get it out of you head&lt;br /&gt;When you wish you had no memory instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you just want to cry out in tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When reality plays out all of your fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you let the chance slip long ago&lt;br /&gt;When what to do you no longer know&lt;br /&gt;When you try in vain to open a new door&lt;br /&gt;When you're not ready for what's in store&lt;br /&gt;When you think the world has turned its back on you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there by your side to comfort, because I'm dying too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116957145824727037?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116957145824727037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116957145824727037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116957145824727037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116957145824727037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/01/when.html' title='When'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116853652346342743</id><published>2007-01-12T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T01:30:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Courtesy</title><content type='html'>I still remember a couple of weeks ago on Christmas eve, I was out with Jo going to the McDonald outside Lido to get a drink. Needless to say it was packed. As I carefully weaved through the chairs of people, saying sorry to the people I invconvenienced, I came to a stop at a point where a guy sitting with his chair out, blocking the way refused to move and pretended to not see me move in. I tapped him gently and said, "excuse me, could you please move?"and then he pointed his fingers at the space between him and the table as if he was trying to tell me that there was no more space to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat stunned, I stood there and looked on at his family and then he decided to buldge. As we sat down at the table next to them, I heard his grouchy looking wife say loudly, "It's for people like these, Singapore needs to have courtesy campaigns."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah, for people like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, when I was more tempermental and less accepting, I would have made a scene right there but for godness sake, it was Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just hold back Cheng...just hold back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I knew, I was laughing about it as Jo, who seemed more disturbed by it than me say, "I hope you aren't upset, there is a reason why a whole family is celebrating their Christmas at McDonalds..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courtesy campaigns. Lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is it when you really need it? Today was quite fantastic, I'll just skip the MRT yellow box thing because, if you havent heard, experienced it or read about it on Chris's blog, you're certainly not taking enough public transport. Anyway, after taking the train to Plaza Singapura to meet my sis for dinner. I tried to take the lift up. I smacked the lift button, as I thought about the Crystal Jade meal which awaited me, the lift doors opened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww crap, it was packed! So being a nice guy, I stood at the side and let the people get out. After they got off the lift, instantaneously, this guy grabbed his girlfriends hand and relocated from the side of the lift to occupy the now vacant space right infront of the doors, blocking my entry. On his right, another person, impatiently jamming the button which looks something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/200/226057/doorsclose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Win liao lor! I can almost hear &lt;em&gt;Take the next lift, sucker!!!&lt;/em&gt; as the doors closed right in my face. Those of you with bf/gf dont laugh. Spare a thought for the people who want to get in k?! Afterall, its a win win situation- Not only can others enter the lift, you two will get an extra chance to squeeze with one another. SEE!!! Its win win.... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116853652346342743?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116853652346342743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116853652346342743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116853652346342743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116853652346342743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/01/common-courtesy.html' title='Common Courtesy'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116819399253047353</id><published>2007-01-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T02:42:04.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25, 060107</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to look forward to birthdays but some how this year, I just didnt feel like celebrating it. I just wanted to stay at home just like how I did on most of the days we had off due to Christmas and New Year. I guess in the end Chris managed persuaded me to do something and in the end we all met up for dinner and some drinks at the Clinic (its at the Cannery aka. Clarke Quay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank everyone for coming especially all those who had cleared their precious Saturday days in advance just for me. I also thank TJ who actually cleared the heaps of work he had to do but rushed to finish to make it in the end. I hate to say this, maybe I've been naive, but I've realised that knowing how much sacrifice friends take is touching as is knowing how much sacrifice you take for friends who dont reciprocate dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I say a very big THANK YOU, know that I mean it from the bottom of my heart =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ages I havent posted any pics...here are some now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/538940/birthday%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cake after the dinner at HVM. Poor candle looks so lonely =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/831549/birthday%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cutting the yummy cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/751425/birthday%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Chung (Good ol' JC bro) and Roger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/301389/birthday%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Alfred tries to hide from the camera but I got him anyway! Haha! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/743304/birthday%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Caught him again! Caught Chis too hehe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/46572/birthday%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/939375/birthday%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooo Raoul cufflinks for work! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/677107/Clinic007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Then we headed to the Cannery&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/981336/birthday%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished up a drink which Steven (the manager) gave me. He also gave us fried baby squids and heaps of pistachios! Lol Tj goes there so often he knows all the staff..including the nurses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/1600/855519/birthday%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/371875/birthday%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;They gave me a waterfall and it tasted horrid!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/808740/birthday%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Had to go out for a walk and fresh air because it really didnt go down well =( then I saw these lovely dogs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/1600/590447/birthday%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/184640/birthday%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nurse Steph (we know her from Trinity College/Uwa perth) and TJ (a very happy one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/150202/birthday%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;All smiles- the only curve which makes things striaght.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116819399253047353?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116819399253047353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116819399253047353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116819399253047353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116819399253047353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/01/25-060107.html' title='25, 060107'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116764563637619432</id><published>2007-01-01T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:47:01.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive Properly Leh</title><content type='html'>Almost got into a car accident today because Singaporeans really cannot drive properly, not to mention they have no courtesy on the roads at all. Some idiot driving a Lancer tried to switch lanes without checking his blindspot and almost sandwiched me in between. Thank God, I was able to swerve off, speed up and gave him a good horn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's funny is this incident just happened seconds after I made a turn and another car on my right started to cross into my lane in the middle of a traffic intersection. He almost hit my bummy! Moron didnt even bother to signal too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why they say, "They shouldnt let Singapore people drive car. Because to let a Singaporean drive a car is like letting a monkey fly a plane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez im pissed and cant wait to get back onto the Australian roads...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116764563637619432?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116764563637619432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116764563637619432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116764563637619432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116764563637619432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2007/01/drive-properly-leh.html' title='Drive Properly Leh'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116706447249802269</id><published>2006-12-26T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T20:50:26.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Haiku</title><content type='html'>I've been so busy and I've barely had anytime to blog. Anyway, I was on my way to work the other day and as usual, it was raining. I thought to myself, 'we really shouldnt let this dampen the Christmas spirit' and so I came up with this haiku. I hope you guys like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ra&lt;/span&gt;in&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; pours everywhere&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes I just cl&lt;/span&gt;ose my &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pretend it is&lt;/span&gt; snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas All =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116706447249802269?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116706447249802269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116706447249802269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116706447249802269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116706447249802269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-haiku.html' title='Christmas Haiku'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116584846853794737</id><published>2006-12-11T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:47:48.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Pick Up Where We Left Off</title><content type='html'>I had the most wonderful dream last night. I've never had a dream as real as this, even when I woke up, I thought that whatever went on in my dream really took place. Maybe the deep desire in my subconcious state made me want to believe it was for real. I really really hope it'll pick up where I left off. It was almost like being an actual character in a really gripping TV series (maybe like prison break) with a cliffhanger ending. IT NEEDS TO CARRY ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, started first day at work at KPMG today. Was pretty interesting but I'm absolutely drained right now and I think it would be better not to start shooting off my expectations and first impressions. So I decided to save it and blog it out at the end of the week =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116584846853794737?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116584846853794737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116584846853794737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116584846853794737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116584846853794737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/12/lets-pick-up-where-we-left-off.html' title='Lets Pick Up Where We Left Off'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116555209127813998</id><published>2006-12-08T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T12:28:11.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Crimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/1600/156878/rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2241/656/320/395508/rice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me out with the waste&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I'd do&lt;br /&gt;It's the wrong kind of place&lt;br /&gt;To be thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;It's the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;For somebody new&lt;br /&gt;It's a small crime&lt;br /&gt;And I've got no excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me out with the waste&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I'd do It's the wrong kind of place&lt;br /&gt;To be cheating on you It's the wrong time but she's pulling me through&lt;br /&gt;It's a small crime&lt;br /&gt;And I've got no excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116555209127813998?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116555209127813998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116555209127813998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116555209127813998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116555209127813998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/12/9-crimes.html' title='9 Crimes'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116494298307904026</id><published>2006-12-01T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T04:47:23.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Home?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right,&lt;em&gt; I'm leaving on a jet plane, dont know when I'll be back again, ohhh babe I'll miss you so&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's off to Singapore for me! I just thought I'd sneak some time to blog a little before I pack up my laptop. Then I'm going down to the beach because I have been dying to go down to the beach over the last few days but it was so cloudy. Today though is a magnificent day and TJ and I figured that we could head down to Cottesloe for an hr or two before flying off =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm not excited about leaving Perth for Singapore. I know I have lots of friends there whom I miss dearly and there are tons of people to meet up with. Yet somehow I wish that &lt;em&gt;I could just lie here and just forget the world&lt;/em&gt;. I've been here for close to 4 years now and Perth is almost home to me. It's very nice, I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say 'Home is where the heart is' and over the past week, I think I know...I just pray that I'm not wrong... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116494298307904026?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116494298307904026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116494298307904026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116494298307904026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116494298307904026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/12/wheres-home_01.html' title='Where&apos;s Home?'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116438439627950806</id><published>2006-11-25T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:06:36.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang On</title><content type='html'>AAAHhhhHHhhhhh!!!! Just watched Prison Break (s2e12) and Heros (s1e9). The cliffhanger endings are killing me!! ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116438439627950806?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116438439627950806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116438439627950806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116438439627950806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116438439627950806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/11/hang-on.html' title='Hang On'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116393088185877842</id><published>2006-11-19T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T18:08:01.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noting Keys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Exams are over now and this marks the end of a very tiring week. It was truly horrible having to sit for 4 papers in 3 days. So much to squeeze into my poor brain. I really fret for my Taxation paper after all you know what they say, two things are certain in life- death and taxes. At least now I'm starting to sleep slightly better because the excessive ammounts of Redbull, V and Monster is starting to flush out from my system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I haven't been doing much lately, just back working at the store again, hanging out with friends, shopping and eating some delicious meals. What I really need is some alcohol to help me unwind. Was supposed to go drinking last night, we had everything planned - go Metros after dinner, have some drinks with TJ and Wenwei. Then Wenwei called me around 11.30 saying that he misplaced his hospital dispatch vehicle keys. So I drove over to the hospital, lent him my car to finish off whatever he had to do. When I met him, he was so stressed out it was funny. I've never seen him so stressed before other than when he's playing daidee with me and losing money. So I while he ran his final errand, I tried looking for the keys in his car but I gave up shortly after and decided to read a gosip magazine which I found on the floor. He came back shortly and as I turned my head to put the magazine down a shiny tip caught the corner of my eye. There it was, the key sandwiched in the sun visor of the car. Gotta love all that basketball training which greatly improved my peripheral vision. It was funny though, how a key would end up there, I seriously thought things like this happened in Hollywood movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, by the time it was all over, it was about 12.30, we headed back to play some daidee and TJ had already started on a DotA game. I guess we weren't going to Metros afterall. Anyway, I was really tired from work and had to wake up early the next day. I guess there's always next week =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116393088185877842?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116393088185877842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116393088185877842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116393088185877842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116393088185877842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/11/noting-keys.html' title='Noting Keys'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116309606660809001</id><published>2006-11-10T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T02:21:30.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Stress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/08-11-06_1645.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/400/08-11-06_1645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been blogging much because I've been mugging for the coming exams (two on the 13th, one on the 15th, 16th). I come home really really tired and the last thing I really wanted to do was pen my thoughts. However, I have to complain about one of the units I do... Accounting Infomation Systems. To me all it ever seem to have is &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;AYMUAYGs&lt;/span&gt;(accronyms you make up as you go) and I dont know if its the text book or the subject but sometimes its really damn duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading through this chapter about &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;preventive controls and physical protection of assets&lt;/span&gt;. At a glance anyone would have thought it's about sex, but its not. So it goes on and on (for like a whole damn page) about how to keep inventory in a storage area accessible only to employees to prevent unauthorised people from stealing it. DUHHHHHH. Where else you going to put it? Out on the sample tray so every passer-by can take a piece?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And check this!!! Couple pages later I read something like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'put passwords on your microcomputer (personal computer) to limit unauthorized access to your data'&lt;/span&gt;. I mean SERIOUSLY...the term microcomputer is soooooo nooooob! And better still put passwords to protect you data. SHITTT! I WISH I THOUGHT OF THAT! MAYBE PEOPLE WONT FIND NUDE PICTURES OF MYSELF ON MY DESKTOP! (I dont, so dont bother trying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not complainig about the workload and I know I can speed read through this crap but that's not the point. The point is, this is simply stuff which writers should be paid to publish. It's really painful to know that part of my $70 bucks is going into fluff. Heck I'd rather give that money to the people vandalizing the toilet walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know exams are near when you start seeing an influx of writings on the library toilet cubicles. Sometimes they are really quite interesting. So being a typical kaypo Singaporean I read to the last line, then I got curious and wondered if the girls' toilets were vandalized too! No, I didn't help myself by walking into one, but I did ask Shups what was it like in the girls's ones. It was only then I realised that the stuff they write and the stuff guys write is SOOOOO different! Guys toilets are full of racist and sexist jokes while girls toilets are filled with Aunt Aggie emotional Q&amp;A stuff. &lt;em&gt;Eg. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I really like this guy, he danced with me but I realised he has a girlfriend, what should I do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say kick him in the sack and he'll be crawling at your feet. Literally, of course.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sacks...its time for me to hit mine. As in...hit the sack...go to sleep. Heh, check it out, I'm getting myself into more trouble trying to explain myself. Silly me...NIGHT! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116309606660809001?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116309606660809001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116309606660809001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116309606660809001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116309606660809001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/11/exam-stress.html' title='Exam Stress!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116265563255817303</id><published>2006-11-04T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T13:56:56.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stopped by cops again!!</title><content type='html'>Today was the second time I've gotten pulled over by cops. I was pulled over for speeding a few months back but the cops let me go afer I explained that as I was driving downslope, a passing car on the opposite side of the road had thrown and smashed on my windscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I was stopped after I moved off from traffic lights which just turned green while looking down at my radio console and changing the station. Seriously, there's a song here called 'I wish I was a punk rock girl' and it is soooooo annoying and over-played. So I switched it off. During this time, a cop car just went past my left, looked over at me and switched on his dreadful red and blue sirens. So I turned into a deserted road and stopped there. Have you ever known that you have done nothing wrong but yet feel guilty or worried? It's kinda like walking out of a botique and the alarm goes off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as the cop got out of his car...and i sped off..not. He asked, "Mate, were you using a mobile phone just now? And you seem to be in a hurry, you have to watch ur speed a little".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I was changing the radio station sir, and I have a delivery to make so I was travelling a little fast"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shone his flash light into my car, suspiciously eyeing the delivery bags in the car, almost as if he suspected I had drugs in them. Well I sorta did. We've got new brownie deserts in stock and they are quite addictive. Anyway, he let me go shortly after. I bet he really wanted to slap me with a fine too! But too bad, I didnt break any rules...this time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116265563255817303?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116265563255817303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116265563255817303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116265563255817303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116265563255817303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/11/stopped-by-cops-again.html' title='Stopped by cops again!!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116222654079533040</id><published>2006-10-31T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:42:20.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I had the most horrible dream last night. I wish I'll never EVER have such a dream again =(&lt;br /&gt;I think I must be in distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired. I'm tired of studying, I'm tired of working, I'm tired of this emotional rollercoaster. I just can't wait till everything is over. It's been a good 9 months since I've been Singapore and I really wonder how much things have changed. I'm trying to get the 1 December flight back. Hopefully, I will get to meet up with all the people I miss dearly. Sometimes I just hate not being able to be with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I had a wonderful Saturday. After eagerly waiting but to no avail, Ernst and Young had finally replied my internship application and I'll be working there from the 11th Dec - 16th Feb. My fantasy league team is owning too. After sitting on the bottom of the league for a good month because I started two weeks late, I've actually managed to climb back a whooping 10 places into the middle of the table. Anyway, I've just set up another private league msn me if you want in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, time to do some studying...im out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116222654079533040?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116222654079533040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116222654079533040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116222654079533040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116222654079533040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116198066793430003</id><published>2006-10-28T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T04:29:19.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Everything Goes Boom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/357/d/6/FireWorks_by_0Josh0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px;" src="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/357/d/6/FireWorks_by_0Josh0.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, im longing for fireworks..I think mine have died long ago =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116198066793430003?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116198066793430003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116198066793430003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116198066793430003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116198066793430003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-everything-goes-boom.html' title='When Everything Goes Boom'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116183940451806402</id><published>2006-10-26T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:10:04.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day At Work..</title><content type='html'>Well, nothing much is going on in school. I do my tute, go into class, go for lecture then go home. I don't really speak to too many people in school so there really is nothing exciting to talk about. On the other hand...work...work sucks, which gives me something to talk about!  Same old shit... I have to wash dishes, take orders from bitchy customers, deliver to stingy fags and appologise for late deliveries even when I'm risking a speeding fine. All for a whooping 15 bucks and hr inlcusive of tips and delivery bonuses. While Roy gets 20 bucks an hr putting boxes on the shelf in an air-conditioned supermarket. But then again, I get to meet all sorts of sucky people who make my life just all that bit more exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was interesting. I started with a bang! I had to tend to some asshole who paid for his $30 pizza delivery in every singe coin denomination possible. So he gave me about 30 fiffty cent coins, 50 twenty cent coins 30 ten cent coins...you get the idea. After counting coins for about 5 minutes, he smiles and me and says 'cya later!' Well, I really hope I dont see him later and that he chokes on his pizza and dies! &gt;=( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, there also are some people who can get away with stuff like that:&lt;br /&gt;1) a very very pretty girl with a very very nice smile - I think it happened once and I conclude that good looking people tend to get away with things much easier than others...&lt;br /&gt;2) a very very generous person with a very very generous tip - this is self explainatory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite funny also. Ally dropped by the store to collect a pizza I made. And when I passed it to her she exclaimed, 'YOU LOOK LIKE A KOO KOO IN THOSE SHORTS' (obviously refering to my uniform or maybe the way I wear it...God forbid, maybe both!). GRRRRRR =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the rest of you who haven't seen me in my uniform before, I shall paint a wonderful picture for you at my expense- The cap is an ugly shitty-brown, the shirt is an icky blue colour and the shorts!!!...have you ever heard the saying 'last time police wear short pants?' Just imagine those and you're not too far off! And for those who have poor imagination you can always call 131-888 (I have no idea what's the number to call in Singapore) and have a laugh when he brings food to your door. But don't make it too obvious because you'd be looking at his groin and he'll think you're another of those weird custromers.... And oh yeah! don't forget to tip! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116183940451806402?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116183940451806402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116183940451806402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116183940451806402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116183940451806402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-day-at-work.html' title='Another Day At Work..'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116141406962702640</id><published>2006-10-21T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:01:09.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Friday at Work</title><content type='html'>Working at Dominoes on Fridays is whack. I personally believe people are more generous on weekends. After a long week of work they're excited about the weekend and when I deliver them pizzas, they are chirpy and tip well. Think two generous souls gave me 7 bucks each. Soooo kind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get a lot of weirdos on the phones though. I can vividly remember a girl calling up asking where her pizzas were then I started hearing high pitched screams. I thought to myself 'OK maybe she stepped on a cockroach or something' and then, she started moaning and saying really horny stuff to her female friend who was also umm...making noise in the background. Probably a very weird prank but I laughed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this other weirdo who wanted his pizzas delivered to a yacht club. When I reached, there a few groups of people around so I called his mobile number he gave when we took his order. The call went to some lady in Melbourne. So like a fool, I went up to everyone asking if they had ordered pizzas but no one claimed it. So I brought it back. When I went back to the store, my manager told me that the guy had called again complaining that he hadn't gotten his pizza. He was asked for his contact number again but he refused to say. Seriously, if you are going to be in a place with other people around and you refuse to give a contact, how is anyone going to deliver the pizza to you? FOOL! So in the end, I ate his garlic bread and brought the pizza and chicken strips to share with my housemates. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116141406962702640?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116141406962702640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116141406962702640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116141406962702640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116141406962702640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/freaky-friday-at-work.html' title='Freaky Friday at Work'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116119289998174197</id><published>2006-10-19T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:35:00.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song...</title><content type='html'>I've grown to like Aussie singers esp Shannon Noll and Guy Sebastian. I mean seriously this is what Idol finalists should be all about, not some scruffy looking ah beng which left the public with no other choice than to give Taufik a free win. I remember watching Singapore Idol and Sylvester (im not sure if that's his name)just totally messed up one of my all time fav songs. Seriously, how could anyone make it to the finals singing the Phantom of the Opera song 'Musics of the Nights'? &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm not too sure what they play on the Singapore radio but I thought I'd share this one because it has wonderful lyrics. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BI_G6LHl9-s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BI_G6LHl9-s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116119289998174197?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116119289998174197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116119289998174197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116119289998174197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116119289998174197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-this-song.html' title='I love this song...'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116058218392574186</id><published>2006-10-11T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:53:51.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing You Is Like Fireworks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's been awhile since I 've attempted writing something creative.. Couple days back I while doing a delivery, I drove past the Perth Royal Show. I never got the chance to go because no one would go with me ='( but I did get a chance to get a glimpse of the fireworks. The firework display was no where near the ones I've seen as a kid. I clearly remember the marvellous ones which I've seen in Disneyland/world and in America on Independence Day (4th July). Someone asked me to 'describe fireworks' and I replied with a short descriptive sentence. This is the expanded version I came up with after I've had some more time to think =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fireworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Glowing buds rocketed into the midnight sky,&lt;br /&gt;The stalks of smoke trailed behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In the split second that had passed by&lt;br /&gt;Blossomed brilliant flowers of all kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carefully orchestrated whizzes and whirls,&lt;br /&gt;Complimented the loud thundering booms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As a fiery baton led in symphonic swirls,&lt;br /&gt;Crescendos harmonized with explosive blooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Vibrant butterflies fluttered&lt;br /&gt;Alongside swiriling bees;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thin smoke trunks wavered&lt;br /&gt;and boasted their green palm trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Then they slowly started sprinkling down,&lt;br /&gt;Showering upon upturned faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Withering as they dropped to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;And then departed with glittering traces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They were gone...&lt;br /&gt;And the silence took the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;So I left with a smile,&lt;br /&gt;For I've never seen a more wonderful sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116058218392574186?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116058218392574186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116058218392574186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116058218392574186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116058218392574186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/knowing-you-is-like-fireworks.html' title='Knowing You Is Like Fireworks....'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116049824181787855</id><published>2006-10-11T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T00:37:53.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny!</title><content type='html'>I know I'm not the funniest person in the world and sometimes my blog can be such a boring read. I was looking for a couple of videos and I decided that I needed a laugh and typed 'comedy central' under the search bar. So out came the search results. This guy, I felt, was really funny. Not because he looks like Garfield on morphine or because he has a last name which implies that he has tacos for breakfast, but his jokes we're pretty cute... anyway, while I work my ass off I'd have something exciting to offer in the meantime. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/72082/funny_standup.swf" width="400" height="300" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/72082/funny_standup/"&gt;Funny Standup - video powered by Metacafe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116049824181787855?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116049824181787855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116049824181787855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116049824181787855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116049824181787855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/funny.html' title='Funny!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-116028975132765424</id><published>2006-10-08T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:42:31.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week ending 8/10/06</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/04-10-06_1754.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's what I write on my time-card when I'm at work. I've been working quite a bit lately because my boss needs me to cover for some staff which are unable to because of Ramadan. So I've worked pretty much every day and lost all my weekends last week. I head one of the other drivers blabbering and asking questing which comes first: bros before hoes or hoes before bros...I'm starting to think I've gotten it all wrong by placing Domiones before bros(no nos to hoes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in the store, I sometimes like to monitor the computer to see who's owning on sales. Not like it really matters but I am Singaporean and I am kiasu afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/04-10-06_1755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in a days work: I've come to know all the subrubs around Nedlands like the back of my hand. I've also realised that some streets here are retarded. You can be travelling on a purely straight road without traffic lights and it can change from Victor St. to Aldema Rd. or something like that. And the street signs!!! Their print is tiny and hidden on streets with minimal lighting sucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/06-10-06_2210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after church I walked by a store in Subiaco and I saw a nice Mossimo shirt which would add nicely to what my sister calls a 'metrosexual wardrobe' =/ Oh well, it was on discount lah and the salesgirl said it's a pretty shirt. Of course, I know she would have said the same regardless of whatever I picked out to try on but I thought it's a flexible shirt- One to wear on semi-formal occasions or to go clubbing. In any case, I traded 5hrs of work for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/08-10-06_1349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ lent his dog to someone. I think he could start a business soon. 15 dollars a day, include your own food... Kinda miss Niki especially moments when I'm on my computer and some fuzzy thing rubs past my legs and lies at my feet. Snapped one on my camera =)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/05-10-06_2341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/05-10-06_2341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-116028975132765424?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/116028975132765424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=116028975132765424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116028975132765424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/116028975132765424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/week-ending-81006.html' title='Week ending 8/10/06'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115972309289544370</id><published>2006-10-02T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T01:18:12.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Niki</title><content type='html'>Tj's dog is so cute and it's getting big too! Watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IuyCFSAbwao"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IuyCFSAbwao" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115972309289544370?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115972309289544370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115972309289544370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115972309289544370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115972309289544370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/10/niki.html' title='Niki'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115951796000298729</id><published>2006-09-29T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T13:18:32.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly Week</title><content type='html'>The past week has been horrible for me. The internet connection has been so messed up that we were getting disconnected even when we were downloading at 32kbps. Yes, that is slower than dailup 56k which was the technology when I was in sec 4. So unless you would like to call the iinet hotline 20 odd times hoping for a solution that never comes, get bigpond or optus instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, that's the reason why I log in and out of msn like a nutcase if I am online at all. There was a day however, where the connection wasn't too bad. Then I got a message from Charisse and we started bantering about stuff. She also told me things which I really didn't want to hear even though I am glad that I did. I see myself like Neo in the early part of the Matrix. Running from problems and evading things you know but pretend not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You mean I can dodge bullets? No, I'm saying when the time comes, you won't need to dodge them anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next bad news which hit me was that my KPMG internship application was rejected. I got this email one day after getting my mid-sem marks. I wasn't too happy with that either. I guess it's another one of those wake up calls for me. Anyway I know there's nothing in it for me looking into the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I was just reading my Managerial Accouting text in preperation for another exam on tuesday and I came across a topic. I started thinking to myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like relevant costs - expected future costs that differ amoung alternative courses of action. We focus on the future because every decision deals with the future and nothing can be done to alter the past. Focus on now, dont lament on the past. It'll eat you up like a hungry toad. Hungry toads are ugly and have warts. Hop away hungry toad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115951796000298729?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115951796000298729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115951796000298729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115951796000298729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115951796000298729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/09/ugly-week.html' title='Ugly Week'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115881156383167143</id><published>2006-09-21T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T16:59:24.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad Pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/Picture%20071.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tons of photos and they are all over the place. I've been busy with work so I haven't had time to arrange them. I'll just put these up for now =)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/400/Picture%20077.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/IMG_0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/IMG_0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/Picture%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/400/Picture%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/Picture%20074.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/400/Picture%20074.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115881156383167143?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115881156383167143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115881156383167143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115881156383167143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115881156383167143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/09/grad-pix.html' title='Grad Pix'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115881776783191842</id><published>2006-09-20T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T17:02:26.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Building a Career</title><content type='html'>got an email which I thought was pretty cute and decided to share it with you guys enjoy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Put about 100 bricks in no particular order in a closed room with an openwindow.Then send 2 or 3 candidates in the room and close the door. Leave them aloneand come back after 6 hours and then analyse the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they are counting the bricks, put them in the accounts department.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they are recounting them, put them in auditing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they have messed up the whole place with the bricks, put them in engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they are arranging the bricks in some strange order, put them inplanning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they are throwing the bricks at each other, put them in operations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they are sleeping, put them in reception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they have broken the bricks into pieces, put them in informationtechnology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they are sitting idle, put them in human resources.If they say they have tried different combinations, yet not a brick has beenmoved, put them in sales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they have already left for the day, put them in marketing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If they are staring out of the window, put them on strategic planning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Last but not least, if they are talking to each other and not a single brickhas been moved, congratulate them and put them in top management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115881776783191842?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115881776783191842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115881776783191842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115881776783191842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115881776783191842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/09/building-career.html' title='Building a Career'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115865398812088238</id><published>2006-09-19T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:19:48.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Convo</title><content type='html'>Curtin's one week break starts next week, but I've already started it early when my family came down to Perth for my convocation. On Friday, I went down to the airport to pick them up, finalised their accomodation at Trinty and rushed off to my Taxation exam. I've got a bad feeling about this one =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of the week bringing them around, it was great. Despite the forecasts of rain during the weekend it didn't. What a blessing (except for the farmers)!  Anyway, the weather was fantastic, amplifying the scenic greens Perth has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convo last night was really fun! All of us took photos like mad! Pity we didn't really celebrate after. I went for chili mussels supper with my mom and sis, came home and crashed. I have heaps of pics and I'll upload them soon. Anyway, gotta start studying for Thrusday's financial accounting mid sem. Gotta nail this one, wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115865398812088238?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115865398812088238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115865398812088238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115865398812088238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115865398812088238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/09/convo.html' title='Convo'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115794775990942071</id><published>2006-09-11T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T12:09:19.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap Lah</title><content type='html'>I was damn suay over the past few days lah. Broke my car keys on Friday then I broke my spare keys at BP on Saturday. The most uncanny part was, as I slotted my key into the keyhole, a thought raced through my mind and I asked myself, "what would happen if this key broke?" True enough, it did so I was left with no other choice but to get my car towed home. That has set me back on my Tsubi jeans by $160. At this rate, I think I'll never be able to buy them =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I managed to find a keysmith this morning who was able to cut new keys from the broken halves. So my dear Suki is back on the road. Anyway this week is going to be really packed for me. I've decided to attend a CPA seminar tomorrow night, study for an exam on the 15th (which also happens to be the day my parents come to Perth for my Convo). Anyway I'm really excited about that. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going to take a quick break then get back to work. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115794775990942071?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115794775990942071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115794775990942071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115794775990942071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115794775990942071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/09/crap-lah.html' title='Crap Lah'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115764565805932916</id><published>2006-09-07T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:14:18.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep the Faith</title><content type='html'>You know how on bad days, every bloody thing goes wrong and you become a living testimony of Murphy's Law. Conversely, there are days when you wake up and oh my, everything just works like a splendid dream where everything you wished to happen, did. For me, today was one of those days. I can't contain my joy and I just had to put this post up to remind myself (and many others who trudge in constant dystophia) that days like these DO happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115764565805932916?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115764565805932916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115764565805932916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115764565805932916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115764565805932916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/09/keep-faith.html' title='Keep the Faith'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115754901084955291</id><published>2006-09-06T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T21:28:28.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxing</title><content type='html'>It's panic time. Mid-sems are just around the corner for me and in fact I have an exam on the same day my family arrives. Today after my Taxation seminar the tutor reminded us that next week we would be running through revision questions in preperation for our exam which follows shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the Tax seminar, this was one of the hardest 3 hour block I had ever needed to sit in. Usually, I quickly grasp what the teacher is explaining and find various legislations easy to understand but today I just could not keep up. I know this sounds weird but I could have sworn that the girl sitting beside me was flirting with me =/. I mean when I came into class and sat down I could see from the corner of my eye that the girl beside me was glancing at me. Could I have forgotten to zip my pants? So I picked up my water bottle, walked out the class room, and pretended to go fill it but I went to the toilet instead just to check everything was in order. It was. When I got back in and was about to take my seat, she was looking at me again. So this time, I looked back, smiled and said hello. We then we engaged in some gibber jabber and exchanged names, nationality, what went on over the week break, you know, regular stuff like that. Then being the social reject I am, I decided to pretend to read my notes when the conversation went dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during class she...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, never mind it probably was just my imagination. Back to Boston Legal! Will update soon =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115754901084955291?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115754901084955291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115754901084955291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115754901084955291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115754901084955291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/09/taxing.html' title='Taxing'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115738659214051614</id><published>2006-09-04T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:16:32.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Mad Monday</title><content type='html'>Today I went for trials for a barista/store keeper position at a cake store. This meant that I finally got to learn how to use a coffee machine! I also quickly familiarised myself with the vast array of cakes, pies and sandwitches they served in the 3 hour ordeal. Anyway, I really pray that I'll get this job, replacing my current pizza one. While replacing Pizza is a daunting task (and I'm sure my good friends from CJC couldn't agree with me more), in the end, it's really all about the dough (pardon the pun). While the delivery job is easy, this one pays double! There's no turning back especially when I'm so broke. Eyes on the pair of grey Tsubi jeans, hoping that soon I'll be able to save enough to buy them doesn't help much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really really tired. A lot of stuff worthy of blogging happened today but just too exhausted to rummage through my tiny brain in recollection. Gotta take a quick shower, run through a couple of topics, and follow up with the graded online quiz which has to be done by tomorrow. Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115738659214051614?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115738659214051614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115738659214051614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115738659214051614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115738659214051614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/09/mad-mad-monday.html' title='Mad Mad Monday'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115720999834493888</id><published>2006-09-02T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T02:31:51.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/BTNTornado.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/BTNTornado.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First blood- the term used when a team first makes a hero kill and it was also our team name for the tourney. Luckily every game we played in, we managed to get first blood. It was as consistant as me losing every single coin toss in which I called 'heads' three times and it perpetually landed on tails!!! So much for 50-50 lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over fri and sat, I lead a team of players in a DotA competition . This was the first time any of them played competitive DotA. I guess, they did a fantastic job for first timers because we actually made *cough* 4th place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahhhh. Sad. I played so well through out the tourney too. Team mate's girlfriend who was outside watching the match with the rest of the referees and spectators said that they had the screen focused on my hero and clapped when I made a kill. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only had one or two more experienced players, we would have made it to the finals. In any case, I was happy overall. I made many new friends, was honored as players watched on but more importantly I kept really calm even when my team mates did silly things. I know in the past I would get so frustrated and start scolding or God forbid...swearing but it definitely wasn't the case. Anyway, it was a fantastic experience for us and hopefully we'd be better prepared for future games. I also will have replays if anyone is interested. GJ guys. GG =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115720999834493888?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115720999834493888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115720999834493888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115720999834493888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115720999834493888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-blood.html' title='First Blood'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115695647915506706</id><published>2006-08-31T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T01:05:35.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With Open Arms</title><content type='html'>I've typed and deleted sentences 4 times trying to start this blog entry. I know what to say but the words just don't seem to come out right. So now I've decided to just pour everything out and I won't give a shit what people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like a drug addict coming out of rehabilitation. But then again, I believe everyone else has something in them they which so much to change but struggle so hard to. While I used to be pro-crastination, now I'm against it. I'm trying my best to do things which have to be done immediately but I'm suffering from withdrawal symptoms. I think my mind is not keeping up with the things I'm trying to achieve. Afterall, it takes time to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just like everyone to know there are good days and there are bad days. On the bad days I fall. When I do, please catch me as I fall and not ask me why I forgot to wear a parachute. I've always tried to be forgiving and sympathetic. I just wish that sometimes, just sometimes, I got some back. Catch me, I'm falling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/freefall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You´re the place my life begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll be where it ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's the joy you bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115695647915506706?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115695647915506706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115695647915506706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115695647915506706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115695647915506706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/with-open-arms.html' title='With Open Arms'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115632901120764020</id><published>2006-08-23T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T18:37:06.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM GOING TO SPAM!</title><content type='html'>We all get a lot of spam emails and to my surprise when I accidentally saw my friend's hotmail account, I noticed that she actually had received a email from my address. I didn't send it and I have no idea how it got there. Could be spyware in my computer or some site which managed to get my details white filling out registration requirements of an affiliate site. I know all this email spam is annoying and I apologise to anyone who has to keep deleting rubbish I 'sent'. It's pretty much as big a pain in the ass as the buggers which call from Fitness First, which of course is a gym company here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell them, 'No, I'm not interested' then they start their probing into the reasons why not or worse still, 'which of your friends do you think will be interested?'. Anyway, I've gotten almost 5 or 6 calls from them already. The latest one being:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi I'm XXX calling from Fitness First, your friend &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jun&lt;/span&gt; has just become a member and she said that you might be interested in our free trail membership?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't know if I am irritated with their pyramid marketing policy or my friends for mentioning my name. Hmmmm Jun must think I need to work out more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting those rants aside, I'd get back to the spam mail which was able to catch my attention in the sort of way Fitness First did to Jun. So I shall further promote it! Basically, if you are bored and feel like doing another one of those, personality tests or you want to know what Care Bear you are, head down to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.care-bears.com/CareBears/html/fungames/whichbear.html"&gt;http://www.care-bears.com/CareBears/html/fungames/whichbear.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.care-bears.com/CareBears/html/fungames/whichbear.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/400/carebear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115632901120764020?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115632901120764020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115632901120764020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115632901120764020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115632901120764020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-going-to-spam.html' title='I AM GOING TO SPAM!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115609265678220273</id><published>2006-08-21T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:11:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week End.</title><content type='html'>Gosh, last week just zipped by. After weeks of calls and browsing through private car advertisments, I finally bought a spunky little Suzuki Swift. It can also pronounced as 'SU-SU-KEE' which actually means 'lose, lose, up (the lorry)' in a random dilect I don't even know, but I'd rather see the up as, a rise from the fall - which suits me so well since I'm such a vindictive little bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week ended with me settling all the reminders I have written on my whiteboard that sits in my room to remind me what a forgetful person I can be; as well as ignorant. Sometimes I just ignore what I write and that defeats the whole purpose doesn't it? However, I've actually been knocking them off the list with much diligence. I must keep it up! Oh wait, that sounded wrong. I must keep up the good work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went ice-skating on Sunday with some friends. It's fun trying to skate so fast until you almost hit the limit where you feel you are going to lose control. The thrill you get, trying to evade people tiptoe-ing on ice trying to maintain their balance is almost like doing 170km/h on the freeway in an integra and flashing past Suzuki Swifts. Of course, bear in mind, no one gives a shit how fast u can go, infact they find you a nuisance. They are most likely also going to laugh at you when you crash into the sides and say, 'Haha! Noob!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this entry just after coming home from class from 5.30- 8.30pm. I actually like lesson times like these because I can get up at 10am prepare for class then put on my &lt;em&gt;Gosu&lt;/em&gt; (korean for 'pro') top, my &lt;em&gt;Leet&lt;/em&gt; (shorform for 'elite/pro') jeans then head off to school to pwn some China students. I still can't believe other day when two bitches walked past Jun and I as we were laughing and said to one another 'HENG HAO XIAO MEH?' in some Bejingish accent. They said it almost as if they thought we didn't understand mandrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, I might not have some china-dragonfly-brand gel on my slightly off black hair and I might not have understood what it the girl said if I didn't carry one of those english-chinese pocket translators they carry around BUT...PLEASE LOR...that was blatant. Thank God, Jun was wearing her &lt;em&gt;Uber&lt;/em&gt; (pro) scarf and she shouted back, 'GUAN NI PI SHI!!!'. Which I believe means 'as(s) if it's any of your business'. Pun intended. I guess after that, it really was heng hao xiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't wait for this week to end because to my delight, Curtin has a 1 week study break after every 4 study weeks. Mambo's also coming up on Friday so it's a great excuse to celebrate and have some drinks. I've not have some in such a lonnnnng time so it's time to have some fun =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115609265678220273?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115609265678220273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115609265678220273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115609265678220273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115609265678220273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/week-end.html' title='Week End.'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115600401941730155</id><published>2006-08-20T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:13:39.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Dance!</title><content type='html'>*Sigh* Watching this makes me want to take up dance lessons =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxaz-nVs8vw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxaz-nVs8vw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115600401941730155?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115600401941730155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115600401941730155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115600401941730155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115600401941730155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/more-dance.html' title='More Dance!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115557357861140169</id><published>2006-08-14T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:26:25.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/Fireplace.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/Fireplace.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard, watching people whom you're so close to, change totally. You don't even know which hurts more; watching them become grow more distant and completely different, or knowing that you still care. I feel like I'm watching a log burning out at the fireplace that had kept me warm on a cold night. As the lovely dancing flicker slowly dissapears into the ashen remains and the floor tiles turn icy again, I know it'd be something I'll miss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115557357861140169?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115557357861140169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115557357861140169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115557357861140169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115557357861140169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/burn-out.html' title='Burn Out'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115528949006825510</id><published>2006-08-11T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T17:44:50.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Dance</title><content type='html'>I thought this was beautifully choreographed. Enjoy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XOH7GTzb6sw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XOH7GTzb6sw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115528949006825510?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115528949006825510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115528949006825510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115528949006825510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115528949006825510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-dance.html' title='Let&apos;s Dance'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115518686830197042</id><published>2006-08-10T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T13:14:28.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWWww</title><content type='html'>Was surfing thru deviant art and I saw this, I thought it was really cute.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/400/their_version_love_3__by_xmoondax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115518686830197042?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115518686830197042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115518686830197042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115518686830197042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115518686830197042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/awwww.html' title='AWWww'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115502733980176245</id><published>2006-08-08T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T16:55:39.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your eyes are like fishballs in my fish ball noodle soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115502733980176245?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115502733980176245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115502733980176245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115502733980176245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115502733980176245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115479756777382318</id><published>2006-08-06T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T01:06:07.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GG</title><content type='html'>There is no greater start to the week than Cell on Friday nights and Basketball on Saturday mornings. I come home from work tired as hell knowing I have 2 chapters to read and tutorials to do. Strangely, somehow I'm actually motivated to do them. To the relief of my parents (and dismay of my fanboys) I haven't logged on to BNet in probably 2 months and I'm probaly going to be kicked out of diVe for inactivity or displaced from my positon as DotA shaman very very soon. Guess there always is a time to move on to more important stuff...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115479756777382318?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115479756777382318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115479756777382318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115479756777382318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115479756777382318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/gg.html' title='GG'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115453696019219920</id><published>2006-08-03T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T00:42:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Delivery</title><content type='html'>Ok, now that I've finished my bachelor's degree, I move on into a new chapter in my life; or maybe its a sub-chapter since I'm doing masters. Anyway, everything starts a fresh again. New Uni, new unit coordinators, new faces, new friends; speaking of fresh, I even got a new job- Pizza delivery. I'll talk about Uni when the week ends. I'll just talk about my job for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job is OK. I like driving around at night when the cars are few and blasting the music while I'm at it. It's actually quite relaxing. the pay is awesome compared to the $5/hr wages in Singapore so I have nothing to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today TJ told me to bring condoms to work. At first I thought to myself, '' He's been watching too much porn. Those kinds where the pizza boy delivers pizza and some insanely gorgeous chick(s) open the door and invite you in...''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised that it wasn't because of that. He was worried that some Abos would jump on me when I walk into some dark alley to deliver my food. Imagine that... I walk by some trees, going to some house and out come some Abos, rob the money bag i carry, the pizzas and my ass. Scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you're hungry and want some pizza, come get some from me. I get them super cheap $4.50* only!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* additional surcharges apply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115453696019219920?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115453696019219920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115453696019219920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115453696019219920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115453696019219920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-delivery.html' title='First Delivery'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115428094383253963</id><published>2006-07-31T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:45:01.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kara-not-so-ok</title><content type='html'>There's a first time for everything. Today was the first time I actually sang that KTV nonsense. Usually, I just drink and watch my friends sing but today, I decided to try. Singing into a mic is hard; much harder than tying knots on cherry stems with your tongue and teeth. I sang so bad that now I know why they make KTV rooms with soundproof walls and shatter proof glass. Most of the songs we sang were english ones - the ones with cheesy models walking down sunset boulevards with wind blowing though her hair. However TJ and Jun sang some chinese songs. I must say, I was quite impressed. Not so sure if it was because they could sing 1000 times better than me or because they were able to finish singing the song lyrics into the second line, while I was stilling trying decipher the ones on the first. Then of course there was Ally who can sing like an angel and Jay which sang like his mic was off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow....It was all fun lah. Maybe we'll go sing again soon lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115428094383253963?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115428094383253963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115428094383253963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115428094383253963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115428094383253963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/kara-not-so-ok.html' title='Kara-not-so-ok'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115415865682768535</id><published>2006-07-29T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T15:37:36.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Dont Know Me, You Dont Even Care</title><content type='html'>Such a lovely dreamy song. Too bad it's a another sad one...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CxtIfWMy3Es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CxtIfWMy3Es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115415865682768535?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115415865682768535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115415865682768535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115415865682768535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115415865682768535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-dont-know-me-you-dont-even-care.html' title='You Dont Know Me, You Dont Even Care'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115366779162259541</id><published>2006-07-23T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T23:18:12.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifetime Employment?</title><content type='html'>It's funny, I was just chatting with a friend while browsing through Seek.com looking for some part-time jobs. Then some how, we started taking about guy-girl relationships(the one where you are more than just friends). The problem was he thought that both girls had potential. Uh oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe that I never could like more than one girl at a time. Maybe all I've been through has left me with a warped image of love; maybe I'm a different person now. Anyway, this is what I said to him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finding a girlfriend is like finding a job. Every guy probably has a dream job but the reality of it is- it isn't always possible. Thus for the unfortunate majority, they just whack resumes to all the companies you're interested in and hopefully one will respond with an offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what I said was horrible yet I know many who would totally agree with me on it. I don't know, I'm in imbroglio so I'm as cynical and bitter as I can get. Please enlighten...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115366779162259541?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115366779162259541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115366779162259541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115366779162259541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115366779162259541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/lifetime-employment.html' title='Lifetime Employment?'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115332473524156577</id><published>2006-07-19T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T23:58:55.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardiac Arrest</title><content type='html'>i feel like i've let someone hold my heart in their warm hands, holding it makes it beat faster with excitement but only for a few more seconds before it stops and dies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115332473524156577?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115332473524156577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115332473524156577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115332473524156577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115332473524156577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/cardiac-arrest.html' title='Cardiac Arrest'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115324397604345818</id><published>2006-07-19T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T20:48:07.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sink Sparrow's Ship</title><content type='html'>Just came home from watching Pirates of the Carribean 2 and I moody. 8.30 show was sold out when we wanted to buy them so we had to loiter 1 hour and wait for the 9.30 one. I wish we had gone home instead. During that one hour I had to eat two scoops of ice-cream and a cake to keep my self pre-occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the show was as dissapointing as the cookies and cream cake which I decided to throw away after eating a few forkfulls. Bland and pricey; sure it looked good... but other than that, it was crap. Mind you, I'm not just taking about the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, remind me to stop watching Jerry Buckheimer's movies. If you're thinking of watching PotC2 for the charm of Johnny Depp, to wonder how Keira Knightly decided to give up that body for her current anorexic state or for that adorable shaggy dog which appears for a good 2 mintues, go ahead. If not, save your $10, go to a posh cake shop and buy a REAL cake to make you happy. Pirates is a Disney show after all *snore*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115324397604345818?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115324397604345818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115324397604345818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115324397604345818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115324397604345818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/sink-sparrows-ship.html' title='Sink Sparrow&apos;s Ship'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115289843926529887</id><published>2006-07-15T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T01:44:22.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Board when Bored</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've played any board games and today we did just that. There were about 16 of us who gathered at a friend's place for her birthday. We played a game called Articulate. It's sorta like a cross between Taboo and Pictionary. Had 4 teams of 4 and we played it for almost three hours and we had soooo much fun! Of course it also was satisfying when my once second of brilliance *gasp* broke the three way tie to win the game =). Then again, my desire to win is no longer as strong as it used to be in the past. No point being so engrossed with trying to win and missing out on all the fun moments which you end up turning a blind eye on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we played, it made me think back to the days when Roy and I shared a lodge at Trinity and everyone would come over on Fridays. We would cook dinner, play board games like Cranium and Taboo, have drinking parties or watch movies. But as exams came near, we started cutting down and even after they ended, we never started it again. As we start going our own ways, I hope that we'll just hang out a bit more before everyone leaves. I'll try to plan one soon, so keep your calenders open =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115289843926529887?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115289843926529887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115289843926529887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115289843926529887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115289843926529887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/board-when-bored.html' title='Board when Bored'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115259997789900977</id><published>2006-07-11T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:46:59.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;After watching yet another episode of House there I was, too sleepish to read, too lazy to draw and so I decided to pen something after being mildy inspired by Sandra's (Jun's friend) blog which is filled with nothing but poems. I wanted to write something happy but unfortunately, I'm green and only know how to rhyme with simple words which are usually sad. I hope it isnt that bad. Haha! look, another negative rhyme :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Countless forlorn pursuits for what I sought,&lt;br /&gt;Always returning rejected and bare.&lt;br /&gt;Now I try to turn from the shattering thought,&lt;br /&gt;That what I have searched for was never even there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I look up to the heavens in search of an answer,&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful azure sky does ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;For a brief moment, things seem to get better,&lt;br /&gt;But torrents of fervor come flooding again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just show me a sign,&lt;br /&gt;Come what may,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me to resign,&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or tell me a lie, which the truth I would never know.&lt;br /&gt;Just put an end to my miserable and fruitless quest.&lt;br /&gt;Rid me of this anguish and sorrow,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For now all I pray for is to be at rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115259997789900977?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115259997789900977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115259997789900977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115259997789900977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115259997789900977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/close.html' title='Close'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115254754291668121</id><published>2006-07-11T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:05:42.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo! Me</title><content type='html'>Hehe, just downloaded Yahoo! messanger because msn doesnt let mac users webcam on it. Then I started playing with the Avatars and made mine!!! Tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://avatars.yahoo.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=chenghuan_lin&amp;size=large&amp;type=png" width="150" height="235" border="0" alt="Yahoo! Avatars"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115254754291668121?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115254754291668121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115254754291668121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115254754291668121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115254754291668121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/yahoo-me.html' title='Yahoo! Me'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115242823238565898</id><published>2006-07-09T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T15:00:19.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Go</title><content type='html'>I must say, I was shocked at how C. Ronaldo tried influence the referee's decision against Rooney in the England/Portugal match. I can understand how competitive a match can get for players who play for the same club to play against one another in an International competition such as the world cup but I couldn't understand how you could do turn against a friend or a team mate for the sake of wining a match. Serious morality issues here. Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just read today that Ronaldo says that he wants to leave Manchester because 'nobody stood up for him, although he did not do any harm'. All I can say is this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just leave you ingrate winking wanker, there are plenty of better players out there who don't cry or dive as much. I really don't blame fans for booing him everytime he touches a ball at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115242823238565898?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115242823238565898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115242823238565898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115242823238565898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115242823238565898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-go.html' title='Just Go'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115228708950507532</id><published>2006-07-07T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:44:49.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Photos of of someone you no longer see,&lt;br /&gt;Kissing lips never to be kissed again.&lt;br /&gt;It's it ironic how life can be;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest pleasure brings the greatest pain."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115228708950507532?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115228708950507532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115228708950507532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115228708950507532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115228708950507532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115191458017801207</id><published>2006-07-03T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:16:20.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman 3 Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R0PXesCtCTQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R0PXesCtCTQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115191458017801207?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115191458017801207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115191458017801207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115191458017801207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115191458017801207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/spiderman-3-trailer.html' title='Spiderman 3 Trailer'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115178118703578553</id><published>2006-07-02T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T05:57:17.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Camp '06</title><content type='html'>Just came back from camp a few days ago. It was really great. I enjoyed myself there and I believe I took a lot back with me as well. It's 6am now, so I'm in no mood for words and I'm sure there are many other pics to put up but here are some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/OCF%20Winter%20Camp%2006%20%28260606%20-%20290606%29%20103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Challet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/DSC00544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;More Challet ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/DSC00575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is our group: The Patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/DSC00620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/DSC00620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We played some touch rugby during the free time which we had. We had crazy people running all over the place. I think, most of us had never played touch before and the rules were bent a little. In the end, what we were playing was a game of captain ball where u can only pass backwards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/DSC00612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Team strat? No need lah, just take the ball and run :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/DSC00567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/DSC00567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/OCF%20Winter%20Camp%2006%20(260606%20-%20290606)%20056.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/OCF%20Winter%20Camp%2006%20%28260606%20-%20290606%29%20056.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patience #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/OCF%20Winter%20Camp%2006%20(260606%20-%20290606)%20006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/OCF%20Winter%20Camp%2006%20(260606%20-%20290606)%20056.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/OCF%20Winter%20Camp%2006%20%28260606%20-%20290606%29%20088.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Angel and Mortal (it's like secret friends where you randomly draw a name and write or give stuff of encouragement and reveal yourself at the end of the camp). Nice one Jun, you gave my identity away :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/OCF%20Winter%20Camp%2006%20(260606%20-%20290606)%20090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/OCF%20Winter%20Camp%2006%20%28260606%20-%20290606%29%20090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to committee members and everyone involved in the preps!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115178118703578553?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115178118703578553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115178118703578553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115178118703578553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115178118703578553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/07/winter-camp-06.html' title='Winter Camp &apos;06'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115127120492237223</id><published>2006-06-26T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:35:08.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith Hope Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/tunnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/tunnel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry. I wish I were more, but I'm not. And even though as much as I wish there was something called "rewind time" that existed, such a thing was never meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I guess all things happen for a reason and I have faith that the light at the end of the tunnel is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; one of the on-coming train but a Light which would set not just me, but the rest of us, free. I just wish I saw it sooner :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26-29 Going to camp. So no updates! BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115127120492237223?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115127120492237223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115127120492237223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115127120492237223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115127120492237223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/06/faith-hope-love.html' title='Faith Hope Love'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115114749590791275</id><published>2006-06-24T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T19:26:14.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Me Warm :(</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I was reading through my newly bought copy of Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami, but as absorbing as the book is, I can't seem to be able to read it. My mind keeps deviating, I feel troubled but I can't seem to trace the cause of it all. Or maybe I'm just eluding it? I attempted retail therapy which usually works great but not so much this time... In the end I bought a funky sweater (below) which would keep me warm for the camp I'm going to from the 26th to 29th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/sweater.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I feel like going back to Singapore. I don't know what keeps me here. I miss my friends and family back home. The close ties I used to have with friends here seem to be fading. Our place hasn't been as rowdy and fun as it used to be since Jun moved out. Everyone, including myself seem to have isolated themselves ever since the exam period. It could be exam stress or maybe people are staying away from my annoying light-headedness or the fury of my cynicism on days where I'm less accepting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Almost all reason for staying has evaporated into nothingness. Is this what it's going to be like if I get my PR and work here? It might be easier to get material needs like that shiny new Integra or a cozy place to stay. So what? Sure I can make new friends, but I want the ones dear to me back. Maybe I should book a flight back after camp and the humid weather might lend me some warmth from this beautiful but cold, cold place... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115114749590791275?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115114749590791275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115114749590791275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115114749590791275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115114749590791275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/06/keep-me-warm.html' title='Keep Me Warm :('/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115064299399539976</id><published>2006-06-18T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:03:39.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream and Drool =O~</title><content type='html'>IF I GET 4 Ds FOR THIS SEMESTER...&lt;br /&gt;(but it prob wont happen because I've stuffed up already)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/tsubi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/1600/tsubi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="299" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/tsubi1.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/tsubi2.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd reward myself with this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115064299399539976?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115064299399539976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115064299399539976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115064299399539976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115064299399539976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/06/dream-and-drool-o.html' title='Dream and Drool =O~'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-115055097575860396</id><published>2006-06-17T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:29:35.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argentina's Goals</title><content type='html'>For those unfortunate few who have to suffer from exams and miss out on games like these =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A4haekl8tBA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A4haekl8tBA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-115055097575860396?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/115055097575860396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=115055097575860396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115055097575860396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/115055097575860396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/06/argentinas-goals.html' title='Argentina&apos;s Goals'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114996169318732850</id><published>2006-06-11T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T01:48:13.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are Near</title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating much because I've been spending most of my time studying in uni. I go from libraries to labs and today, went down to Curtin's labs because our library closed at 6. What ever it is, I am trying to escape from the tempting grasp of my laptop and with much success I might add. Isn't it so funny how it has a life of its own and control me better than I can control myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been busy. A lot has happened over the last two weeks- the good and the bad. And of course, Freddy's birthday passed recently and I haven't uploaded pic's or even wished him a happy birthday as a post like I do with the rest of the people close to me. I know I had a lot to write about but on a couple of occassions, I couldn't log onto blogger home and I was unable to post any entries. Whatever they were, I've forgotten them now because, my mind is full of Corporate Accounting journal entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'd just like to wish the best for everyone who has exams coming up. Cya when its all over =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114996169318732850?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114996169318732850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114996169318732850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114996169318732850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114996169318732850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/06/exams-are-near.html' title='Exams are Near'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114901527583639586</id><published>2006-05-31T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T02:56:58.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the Day</title><content type='html'>It's been cold and cloudy the past few days, with occasional rain of dropplets fine like mist. So much so that if you just closed your eyes, it feels like snow was falling on your face. Today was no different and I woke up to yet another one of these days. I don't really have anything against rainy days but of course I prefer waking up to a warm sun and vast blue sky - one which makes you feel that if you took a deep breath, it would dye your lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today I realised something. Beautiful days, don't always start with chirping birds, a stroking breeze or an endless blue sky. For only on rainy days are you able to see something more wonderful (Only enduring bitter hardship do we really appreciate the sweetness of success?). For a large portion of the day, it was drizzling but as Jun and I drove home, skirting along the surprisingly still waters of Swan River, we saw the arc of a magnificent &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;W! &lt;/span&gt;!It was absolutely GIMAGNORMOUS!!! The biggest I've ever seen in my life!! It was breath-taking and we must have really been near the it! Then it made me wonder silly stuff like what is it which lies at the end? A pot of gold? What is it like to be standing at the bottom of a rainbow? Could we still see the rest of it? Or would we be seeing a different rainbow from another angle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, what a beautiful sight! Such a pitty we were in a rush back to uni for I could have sat there for a whole day. So sad, how we blaze through life, fore-going moments which would never come again... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114901527583639586?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114901527583639586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114901527583639586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114901527583639586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114901527583639586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the Day'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114874686360538755</id><published>2006-05-28T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T00:21:03.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Wishin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;PPY &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BI&lt;/span&gt;RT&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HDA&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;RO&lt;/span&gt;Y!!!!~ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114874686360538755?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114874686360538755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114874686360538755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114874686360538755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114874686360538755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-wishin.html' title='Just Wishin&apos;'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114823472844254712</id><published>2006-05-22T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T02:10:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Passes By</title><content type='html'>It has been such an awesome weekend and I feel great. Went down to subi for coffee and a haircut on Friday and went home to for some... DOTA!!! HAHA! BAD CHENG...but I guess I definitely made up for it over the weekend by:&lt;br /&gt;1) studying my ass off on Saturday night and working on my group assignment for pretty much the entire Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;2) not going clubbing and wasting money on alcohol. of course, I couldn't even if i wanted to because I had a driving test on Sat morn and Sunday mornings goes to God lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Saturday I had to wake up at 6+ to get ready for my driving test at 8am. It is sooooo damn hard to wake up to a dark sky, haul my fat ass out of bed to start the day. Grumbling at the snooze alarm, I wondered how I could actually do it through my secondary school days. When I finally managed to get up, I looked out my window, only to see an ovecast sky. I said to myself, "OH GOD, PLEASE (x10) DON'T RAIN!!! I really don't want to fail one more time and ask for my parents for more money to fund my next test with a lame I-failed-because-it-was-a-rainy-day-excuse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, in the end, the clouds magically cleared up and it turned out to be a beautiful morning. The sky was as clear as the car-free roads which it looked down upon and It made me feel so calm. Those good conditions definitely aided me in passing my test =). Oh, and the tester was Asian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend went pretty quick. I bought myself some new clothes and prob will try to watch my newly downloaded Lost episodes 21 and 22. After that it's back to study. Exams just round the corner and I'm scared shitless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought:&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange how when there are no cars around and practically no one is in your way from racing down that empty road (apart from the police) but you choose to drive slowly in the stillness; 55 on a 60 road, taking your time to round the corners. Instead, when the traffic is heavy, u just wanna drive as fast and aggressively as possible, speeding and overtaking cars at speeds of 65 or 70.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114823472844254712?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114823472844254712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114823472844254712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114823472844254712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114823472844254712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-passes-by.html' title='Weekend Passes By'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114814223547290685</id><published>2006-05-20T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:23:56.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Yummy Get In My Tummy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FOOD! GLORIOUS FOOD! My mom sent me an email the other day. I was quite touched because she totally know nuts about computers and while it read it, I thought to myself how painful it was for her to find keys on the keyboard and considering how long the email was, it must have taken her quite. Anyway, that's beside the point. She asked me if I was eating nutritious food. NUTRITIOUS??? HAHAHAHAHA.....Well, apart from brown rice and wholemeal bread which is our household preference (but not mine), I think she would be quite upset if she knew what I was eating. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baskin Robins ice-cream: &lt;/span&gt;especially their chocolate based ice-creams like peanut butter and chocolate or world class chocolate. I've eaten an average of a pint of icecream a day over the past week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hungry Jacks (aka Burger King):&lt;/span&gt; especially the bacon cheeseburger deluxe with mushroom sauce. Basically, it's a wonderful hybrid of a mushroom swiss and bacon deluxe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tea Fusion bubble tea:&lt;/span&gt; Thirst quenching flavourful tea which pretty much cheers you up, even after a shitty dinner. All the drinks are awesome and the counter girl Ivy is hilarious. I'll drink any combinations WITH EXCEPTION OF....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;original milk tea with 2 scoops green-tea-jelly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;winter kiss with green-tea-jelly/aloe vera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jasmine green tea with green-tea-jelly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rockmellon milk tea with pearls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;BECAUSE THOUSE DRINKS ARE BORRRRINGGGGGGG!~Heheheh &gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Krispy Kreme donuts:&lt;/span&gt; TJ's FRIEND JUST GAVE US A BOX. WOOHOO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114814223547290685?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114814223547290685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114814223547290685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114814223547290685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114814223547290685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/yummy-yummy-get-in-my-tummy.html' title='Yummy Yummy Get In My Tummy!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114797428011967091</id><published>2006-05-19T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T01:44:40.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IINET SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>There is nothing worse than getting disconnected sporadically, or even worse, have no connection at all. After becoming so dependent on internet, even half a day without a stable conncetion just leaves you with discomfort. Sometimes I wish we had broadband speeds similar to what they have in Korea where the entire country is networked by fibre optic cables. But reality slaps me in the face and awakens me from my bogus wishlist. WAKE UP MATE!! I'm NOT in Korea. I'm in Oz. Which means that IInet the 'best' we've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day(and almost every other day), we had internet problems and I gave IInet a ring. While the network support personnel was guiding me through hoping to fix the problem, my attention was brought to the adsl modem they sold us. I couldn't help but snicker. On it was the IInet Logo with the big bold words CONNECT BETTER below it. &lt;em&gt;Tell me about it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114797428011967091?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114797428011967091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114797428011967091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114797428011967091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114797428011967091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/iinet-sucks.html' title='IINET SUCKS!'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114772201533212302</id><published>2006-05-16T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T03:42:15.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures to Words</title><content type='html'>I've been a Deviant Art member for ages usually looking for pictures for my desktop. Other times, I'll just browse through the marvelous and often inspirational photo galleries. This was until recently, when I stumbled on the Poetry and Prose section. Ever since, I've been actually &lt;em&gt;trying &lt;/em&gt;to become more active in the community, hopefully I'll learn new stuff, gain different perspectives and of course improve my insipid writing. I've come to prefer literature over film and witty quotes over photos. Sometimes I wonder if my blog title fits anymore. What originally started as a photo blog where I just put up photos and used minimal descriptions, has now evolved into something quite the opposite. Maybe this is just a phase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I felt that I was a leecher, reading stuff but not sharing any because I think lowly of the stuff I write. I just do it because it helps me focus on the things I have to do by getting random thoughts out of my head. Last night though, I decided that I'd rather be a newbie and improve than someone who hides behind a curtain hoping no one will notice. So I pulled out some courage and decided to put up &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blindness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (april 30 post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. To much surprise, A couple of hours later I got a private message telling me that someone actually added it to their favorites. Haha! =) I guess sometimes we just need a little support to keep ourselves going and pursuing what we think is write (right).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114772201533212302?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114772201533212302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114772201533212302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114772201533212302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114772201533212302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/pictures-to-words.html' title='Pictures to Words'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114750276985481214</id><published>2006-05-13T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T15:33:59.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Night When Dreams Take Flight</title><content type='html'>This morning, when I woke up and went to the toilet to take a piss, a dream of which I had while sleeping, popped into my head. It was such a silly dream! I dreamt that Snowy (TJ's westie), peed on me while I was carrying him on my lap. Maybe was a glimpse of future retribution for me always commanding him to pee on the floor, or people carrying him when he's happily running around. Of course lucky for me he doesn't listen and I really don't mean it - i prefer to see it as reverse psycology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"SNOWY! PEE ON THE FLOOR! SNOWY! PEE ON TJ! PEE ON ME (because I'm OneFatPeon duh)! GOOD DOG!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I froze in awe as the thick yellow liquid seeped through my pair of Levis. Luckily, I had a backup pair of berms and I changed into that after washing my jeans. Isn't it wonderful how in dreams there is always a backup plan for a dreadful situation? Even if I were in New York and chased by gansters with diamond studded teeth, I could outrun them. Even if they DO catch up and maim me, at the most desperate of situations, before I get raped (not literally thanks), I would teleport to some place else. Hawaii would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right. Dream on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then being the daydreamer I am, I started push my Investment Analysis readings on capital asset pricing and regression models, to rationalise with myself the reaons why there are dreams which we can remember so vividly while there are some which, no matter how hard we try to recall, are lost when we wake up. The weird part is that we can remember if they were good dreams or not yet not be able to remember anything which happened to support that. I think it was only last week, Jay told me something about dreams. He told me that if we woke up in the middle of the night, wrote down the dream we had and went back to sleep, the next morning when we woke up and read what we wrote, it would be totally foreign to us. We would have absolutely no idea of what we wrote and we'd be going like &lt;em&gt;HUH?WTF!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no psychologist and I certainly cannot come up with a credible answer to why we can remember some dreams and not others. Maybe it's because of the density of sleep we were in? Maybe we were so tired that the memory part of the brain shut down completely? It needs rest afterall. Imagine how much is going in, ever second during the time we are awake, collecting virtual images, feelings, tastes...Of course, I say this with exclusion to mine which seems to throw things out seconds after they come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok, back to my point. What was it again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, putting science aside, I realised that I cannot "catch" every single dream. There are times in life and not in our fantastic fantasy of dreams, when crucial moments slip by, goals vanish, and the dreams stay as dreams - never to become a reality. Maybe in life, there are things which are not meant to be like loves which are are lost or ever attained at all, we have dreams so wonderfully intoxicating but only to be forgotten the next day. I guess sometimes we just have to live with the boundaries of we got and can achieve and just... ...dream on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114750276985481214?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114750276985481214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114750276985481214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114750276985481214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114750276985481214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/at-night-when-dreams-take-flight.html' title='At Night When Dreams Take Flight'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114742203131764436</id><published>2006-05-12T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:14:58.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Coffee Skills</title><content type='html'>Ever had a coffee from a place like Gloria Jean's or Spinelli's and wondered how they made pretty heart shapes and stuff on the top layer of the coffee? Well I stumbled on a video and I finally found out! Makes me feel like making some now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/88475/coffee_art.swf" width="346" height="305" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114742203131764436?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114742203131764436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114742203131764436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114742203131764436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114742203131764436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/cool-coffee-skills.html' title='Cool Coffee Skills'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114719138356809629</id><published>2006-05-10T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T19:40:59.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ally Tribute</title><content type='html'>If ur reading this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hope u enjoyed your day=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2241/656/320/P5092224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114719138356809629?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114719138356809629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114719138356809629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114719138356809629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114719138356809629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/ally-tribute.html' title='Ally Tribute'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114714596724259862</id><published>2006-05-09T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:14:30.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruud van Nistelrooy Tribute</title><content type='html'>Being one of my favorite players of all time, I really hope he doesn't go off to another club but it seems he is bound to leave Man U as Fergie unleashes his wrath once more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5i79YcZPoB0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5i79YcZPoB0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss Ruud =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114714596724259862?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114714596724259862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114714596724259862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114714596724259862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114714596724259862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/ruud-van-nistelrooy-tribute.html' title='Ruud van Nistelrooy Tribute'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114674528485920679</id><published>2006-05-04T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:06:42.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Blog Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I blog? &lt;/em&gt;Do I write things for my own sake or write things for people to accept or understand me better? Is it because it can be an outlet, screaming out to the world for sympathy? Or is it a place where I can share the happiest moments of my life? But then again, does anyone really care? &lt;em&gt;What people think of us would not bother us so much if we knew how little they did&lt;/em&gt;. The lines are blurring (if not they already are) and often I can't answer these questions at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing is for sure though, I am not out for sympathy. I would hate this blog to be perceived as a bitchy blog full of whinges and complaints. I'd like to think that I don't bitch a lot because there is no point crying over spilt milk - build a bridge and get over it yea? Secondly, the people who read this blog are people interlinked by a network of friends and the last thing I want is a misunderstanding and shit hitting the fan because of some impulsive gaucherie. Of course, I would like to think I'm not a rash person and like weighing my choices before making important decisions. Then again when like to get the best for ourselves, we bring more problems in and consider things which are actually trivial. Jun and TJ always say I'm choosy in everything I do. This is what they always say (forgive my bad hanyu pinyin), "xuan dong xi hao xiang xuan lao po". Choosing what I want like choosing a wife. But, ok that's a whole different story all together =). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114674528485920679?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114674528485920679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114674528485920679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114674528485920679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114674528485920679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-random-blog-thoughts.html' title='Some Random Blog Thoughts'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166501.post-114633538374342419</id><published>2006-04-30T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T02:29:43.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blindness</title><content type='html'>Frail and weak, depending on a cane&lt;br /&gt;I'm a blind man in the abyss,&lt;br /&gt;Who hears sursurus whispers and curious passers&lt;br /&gt;Pondering how it feels living like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blind, I cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;And I live my dark days dreadfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my side the guide dog trots,&lt;br /&gt;Watching out for a master with no vision.&lt;br /&gt;Like a leader it shows the way&lt;br /&gt;Motivating followers of little ambition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each step I take is one of hate,&lt;br /&gt;Self-pitiful wallows of a pathetic state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who am I to fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;Being the most useless burden that one could possibly find.&lt;br /&gt;This world's materialistic and realistic society oppresses me,&lt;br /&gt;What a joke to say that love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blind, but I've come to see.&lt;br /&gt;That someone like you would never love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166501-114633538374342419?l=linchenghuan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/feeds/114633538374342419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9166501&amp;postID=114633538374342419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114633538374342419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166501/posts/default/114633538374342419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linchenghuan.blogspot.com/2006/04/blindness_30.html' title='Blindness'/><author><name>C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09581575405146353829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
