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&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This site is about me, Profire.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>610</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-5482241378230182273</id><published>2011-06-23T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:53:24.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow... How long has it been since I blogged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last entry was on March. I really have so little time to ever blog in life. But still, I'm going to continue to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the old days when I was still designing my own blog. I still want to do that too. Now I'm caught up with lots of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on my own personal projects and hopefully, they will turn into a business that is sustainable. I will probably be my own boss by then. Maybe I will have more time in life to do the things I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also playing a game call Business Tycoon Online from Cherry Credits. The best part of this game is, it's really easy to bot the game. I've already bot the game and I'm practically playing the game while sleeping and working. Coming home to just look at my stats and make use of the money earned while I'm away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all about my life. Till next time I blog again! I probably will launch a brand new design the next time I blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-5482241378230182273?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5482241378230182273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5482241378230182273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#5482241378230182273' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-1197563973502384842</id><published>2011-03-08T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:48:33.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW! Stunning! I never expected Microsoft would promote users to move off from IE6. They actually set up a website called &lt;a href="http://www.theie6countdown.com/"&gt;http://www.theie6countdown.com/&lt;/a&gt; to countdown to less than 1% of worldwide users using IE6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From their statistics, China is crazy on IE6! I think I know why! They all have pirated Windows, so they don't dare to update. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's good news to me! I like that move!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-1197563973502384842?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1197563973502384842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1197563973502384842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#1197563973502384842' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8881713016015381669</id><published>2011-02-15T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T01:30:21.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost to the Giant Yankee Burger challenge! Hai... Oh well... I only have a stomach for 3 person after all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8881713016015381669?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8881713016015381669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8881713016015381669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#8881713016015381669' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3183903852347649461</id><published>2011-02-03T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T01:02:30.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am seriously considering to change my blogskin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm getting tired of this design.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, this design runs slow due to extensive animation&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, the music videos are no longer updated. So some music is broken.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, I've learned a lot more for the past few days and I'm ready to take on another level of blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any tips on what theme I should work on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3183903852347649461?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3183903852347649461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3183903852347649461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#3183903852347649461' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8267994273373369302</id><published>2011-01-31T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:51:04.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow! How long was it since I updated my blog. Anyway, here's an update of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working on a plugin on Croogo. It's a plugin I designed to enhance CMS content management part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've used Joomla and Croogo CMS heavily and I've got to comment that these 2 CMS have a common problem. Whenever I edit an Article/Node, I have to save the work and go back to the website to check out the changes in effect with the Stylesheets and Javascripts. It's really annoying me out. On top of that, I have other non-techsavvy users who is using the CMS. They have to constantly bug me to help them with their content updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in order to overcome this problem, I've went on to design my own CMS that edits the website itself. No need to login to the administrator's zone to edit, save the work and view it on the website. Just login and browse the website like normal. If you see any thing unusual, just hit the login button below and you can start editing LIVE. A little popup box to edit and whatever you type, the website changes accordingly, with stylesheets and javascripts applied. The work is not saved until you hit the save button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, problem was that it was a brand new CMS of my own. I'm just reinventing the wheel. I searched around for a CakePHP CMS, which was non-existant for a long time since I started CakePHP Development. Bingo, I stumbled upon Croogo! Finally, there is a CakePHP CMS. Still young, but full of potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to port my work into Croogo and called it Swiff Editor. Works exactly on the same principle that you can do any changes on the website and see it as-it-is before you make it live on the website. It's an immediate preview as you type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with Swiff Editor, I've started learning how to use Git. I've been using SVN for years and it's my first attempt at Git. Very cool! Very interesting. Gotta explore further and see why it's so popular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Croogo, you have my support! At my available time, I'll develop more interesting plugins for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://github.com/ProFire/Swiff-Editor-for-Croogo" target="_blank"&gt;Swiff Editor can be downloaded at Github&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8267994273373369302?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8267994273373369302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8267994273373369302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#8267994273373369302' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-6151514667133833502</id><published>2010-09-27T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T09:49:55.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Headache... Never knew finding a house would be so difficult... If it's me, I would just settle for a little something easy... But there's so much more criteria I need to look into...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-6151514667133833502?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6151514667133833502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6151514667133833502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#6151514667133833502' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7770025447958659071</id><published>2010-09-20T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T09:50:46.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sleepy... My sleep patterns are always so irregular... Oh well, today is Monday. So happy. Time to start work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking at some backup softwares recently. So far, I'm pretty satisfied with Areca Backup. It's open source! It's filled with good-enough features like compression and encryption. It has different types and levels of backup. It works... The next thing I need to look into is network backup. I need to do it on the administrative level, no longer just personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new laptop!!! And it's not just an ordinary laptop I'm looking into. I'm looking into high-end laptops that are generally suited for gamers. I'm not a hardcore gamer and I certainly fear being one. But I need that horse power to do lots of stuff. I want to do video editing, audio DJing, data crunching, servers, virtual machines, etc... I want to do lots of things simutaneously. I want to do lots more than I can do right now. I don't want to be limited by hardware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!!! The kind of laptop I've been eyeing for a long time is ALIENWARE!!! MWAHAHAHA... I've merely customized just the laptop and the price tag is a hefty $6841.68. I am so going to die. That's like 3 months of salary. On top of my other expenses, it's gonna take like 6 months before I can get my dream laptop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7770025447958659071?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7770025447958659071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7770025447958659071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#7770025447958659071' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4502018800565610761</id><published>2010-09-15T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T09:55:59.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Started morning with a cup of chocolate drink! Yummy! But the sugar is always stuck at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I tried integrating EyeOS and CakePHP. What a headache... The 2 applications just clash. The naming system needs modification to the core files. If I do such drastic changes to the core files, I may never be able to update the core files without doing the same changes to newer versions. Well, I'll still be looking at ways not to modify and still integrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm just going to complete this project. Promised my superior by week's end, I will complete it but I don't want to wait till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4502018800565610761?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4502018800565610761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4502018800565610761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#4502018800565610761' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4809482101331058385</id><published>2010-09-14T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T09:41:07.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web 2.0'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is another day at work. These days, I'm developing on EyeOS. I think I blogged about it before awhile back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have a taste of developing on it, I find that it's not as powerful as CakePHP. The platform is all set and ready for development. But when it comes to design patterns, it's really weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, firstly, it's not Object-Oriented Programming. The library is OOP, but during the apps development, it's just plain spaghetti coding. The function naming is not as cool as CakePHP. The library is not as extensive as CakePHP. The web interface is not as configurable as CakePHP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst thing about EyeOS? The documentation is horrible. The community support is so weak. I can't find a good place to do my own self-study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, comparing the 2 frameworks, EyeOS is specialised in having a Web-based OS while CakePHP is a generic framework. EyeOS is ready for deployment right from the start. CakePHP is ready for rapid development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be able to integrate these 2 frameworks together, leveraging on each of their strengths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4809482101331058385?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4809482101331058385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4809482101331058385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#4809482101331058385' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2148351824925291156</id><published>2010-09-13T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T09:35:28.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anybody miss me??? Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 4 months and I still have yet to have a positive income for me. I know I should not be blaming Army for my situation. But still, it was the biggest contributer to it. Had such a good job and got it all ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in the workforce, doing my IT stuffs at Amega Global, dealing with health products. On top of it, I'm also a qualified financial planner. I'm getting closer to my dreams. To be in the Finance, Health, Education and Property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Next stop, I wanna do investments. I probably will start another blog to report on my investment plans and strategies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2148351824925291156?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2148351824925291156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2148351824925291156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#2148351824925291156' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3034674287067645551</id><published>2010-07-21T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T17:50:37.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been updating my blog. Well, Blogger kinda screwed up these days so I can't really blog till today... I managed to figure a way around the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so where should I start? Let's see... I completed my M5... Just last monday, I took my M9 test and I failed. Crap... Now I've gotta pay for the next test. But what's more pissing is that I have to delay my contract. I wanted to get contracted as soon as I could but I couldn't because I did not pass M9. Next time round, I'm going to make sure I pass this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's birthday isn't really fantastic. But it's the best day of this year. This year started with me being sent to Tekong for training. I left the army in May and now I'm back to square. Having to start all over again from scratch without any real support anywhere. It's a tough road I'm walking but I know there's light at the end of the tunnel. The most important thing I need most is for someone to believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change my blogskin. It was a concept that took 2 weeks to complete. It worked fine but it's not aesthetic in design. The next design is gonna be different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3034674287067645551?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3034674287067645551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3034674287067645551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#3034674287067645551' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-5298863153994772754</id><published>2010-06-11T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:21:00.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright... Now that I'm out of National Slavery, I feel free!!! But I also feel bounded by my financial situation. Still, thank God that I'm still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago, I was doing so well. I never needed to worry about my finance at all. I was having a good headstart in my career. I was pushing hard for my career. Then that fateful day came. Everything came crashing down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm back to the beginning. In fact, I'm starting worse off than I was before. My income is down to almost nothing. I have no savings. I have expenses. I have debts. And what was I doing for the past 2 years that ended me up like this? National Slavery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could do nothing for past 2 years to save, to invest, to work. I could do nothing to support my family. Up until now, they are still the ones supporting me while my lady friends are supporting their parents already. Or at least they have liberated themselves. I'm so proud of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 years, I never learnt anything useful. Time was wasted and I could do nothing about it. Army screws people's lives. Can't believe there are people who ask me to sign on... Dream on. I won't sign my future away after it has screwed up my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-5298863153994772754?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5298863153994772754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5298863153994772754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#5298863153994772754' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7620112441164737349</id><published>2010-06-01T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:51:13.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright.... This is real bad. My computer has been severely compromised. I'm thinking of doing a factory restoration. But I have a windows 7 working OS in my hard disk waiting for installation. I wonder if I should use it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if Windows 7 turns out to be worse off? Hmmm... I need to thoroughly consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, I need to wipe out my computer clean. It's been running slow and it's something that's inevitable in every windows OS I've encountered so far. I've done all in my effort to keep my laptop in peak condition. It has finally come to a point I need to wipe clean. The security has been severely compromised and I cannot allow that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm going to do first is find a way to backup vista. Then I'm going to burn an installation disc for windows 7. Then I'm going to install windows 7 through a reformat of my hard disk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it goes well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7620112441164737349?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7620112441164737349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7620112441164737349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#7620112441164737349' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2621458410132793076</id><published>2010-05-28T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:27:55.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My little doggy just died. haiii.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sudden... She was just walking into my room and climbing onto my bed. Her body was so wet so I carried her back to the floor. And there she laid quietly. She's always quiet. Or at least, in the recent years, she's gotten quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used to be noisy, though not at noisy as my other dog. Occasionally, she would come play with me whenever I return home from school. Though she's playful, she's never naughty. Always obedient. My other dog likes to bully her. Always snatching her food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her health has never been good since birth. She often vomits out her food. She has gotten infections many times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past 2 years, she was less active. Whenever food was ready, she never rushes for it anymore. She never tries to climb unto my lap to ask for food anymore. She never runs anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she was just like any other day. Just quiet and slow moving. I didn't suspect anything was wrong. I just find it weird her underbelly was so wet. I thought she just went to the toilet or something. I just didn't want her to dirty my bed. I let her lie on the floor beside my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just 10-15 mins, my aunty spotted her lying on the floor in a very weird position. Her feet was spread out. She had a heart attack as she was trying to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've carried her to the living room. Now she's there, lying motionless while my family is trying to get a cremation service done for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what some pet service do. All they do is dump dead pets in some rubbish bin. My dog is not rubbish!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haii... Bye Minnie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2621458410132793076?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2621458410132793076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2621458410132793076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#2621458410132793076' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8240178306925440175</id><published>2010-05-22T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T18:24:32.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very interesting. I'm getting reports of impersonation. Oh well, that's normal. I make enemies occasionally. I can't help it. I just won't be friends with certain people. Yet... interestingly, people want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Life's interesting... I won't stop this guy but if anybody needs clarification, may go ahead and ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so proud of my friends. They know me so well to figure that some fakers just can't fake me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8240178306925440175?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8240178306925440175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8240178306925440175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#8240178306925440175' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2486028564024233326</id><published>2010-05-20T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T21:46:06.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.4freeimagehost.com/uploads/c391d4b8712c.jpg" alt="The Country of Sealand" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the biggest joke I've ever come across. There's really such thing? A country that's rested on a tiny platform? Wow, I wanna be take a tour there some day. I can't wait to meet the royalty! Serious! Sealand is now one of my country to visit. Anybody care to come along?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2486028564024233326?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2486028564024233326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2486028564024233326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#2486028564024233326' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4330110148108387196</id><published>2010-05-18T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T07:37:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know my birthday is 2 months away. But I'm excited about it already. Partly because I'm drawing up plans for it. The biggest worry is the cost factor. The options I'm presented with all have their strengths and drawbacks. Some venues are so expensive, I can't possibly invite everyone. But no way am I going to miss out anyone close to me. So I'm definitely not going for a high cost venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I would like not to, I may need you peeps to defray some of the cost. I'll figure something out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4330110148108387196?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4330110148108387196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4330110148108387196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#4330110148108387196' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-5871677308987329453</id><published>2010-05-12T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T00:47:19.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo... New Blogskin!!! I've spent more than a week doing this. Inspired when I was listening to "When Love Takes Over".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This skins was supposed to be set for launch on 7th of May to commerate my freedom. But the development took longer than expected. The technology used behind these graphic effects is JQuery. Using heavily on Javascript, it would run really slow on browsers without speedy Javascript Engine. I recommend the latest version of Firefox and Safari for best experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the big reason behind a new blogskin is to celebrate a new me! I'm finally free of my national debt. I'm no longer bounded by the Army. It has ruined my life long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm excited about the future. It's going to be amazing. First up, I'm going to secure my finance. My work is going full speed from now on. My projects have my full attention now. Once I secure the cash flow, I'm going to work on my pet projects. My games project and finance project has been put on hold. It will continue to be on hold till I can fund it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how the future goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-5871677308987329453?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5871677308987329453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5871677308987329453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#5871677308987329453' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-1952377713799369006</id><published>2010-04-20T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:57:57.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Well...&lt;br /&gt;On the 7th May, it's gonna be a huge milestone of my life!&lt;br /&gt;So before the day comes, here's the plan of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly and most importantly, I need to get my finance up and sweet. Being in "Jail" sucks. I have to live on $400 a month despite my skills and my effort. My expected income is at least $2.5k. I'm not living on anything less than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... First thing first, I'm gonna get a full-time job. I need a proper income. Since I'm good at computers, I'm gonna get a job related to it. More specifically, I'm only into PHP projects. It's the language I specialise in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely going for further studies. I'm personally very confident I don't need to go to an educational institute to gain more knowledge in my field. But I still need a piece of paper to endorse my skill level. But university fees are off the roof. So before I further my studies, I'm gonna earn a decent income and secure a few passive incomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering to go to NTU. They have rejected me once. But I guess they have their reasons. I'm going to give it a try again. Probably 2 years from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have my pet project that's on-going. I'm hoping very very hard this project will launch well. It will earn me more than just decent income. It's gonna skyrocket my finance. But it's also a risky thing I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this project, I'm going to work on a games project. It's been my dream since I was young to make my own game. It's still not time to work on the project yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all the plans I have for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-1952377713799369006?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1952377713799369006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1952377713799369006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#1952377713799369006' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-1962271298280742664</id><published>2010-04-10T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:19:06.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok this sounds noob but it's my first time working with huge sets of data. I have over 1 million rows in my database and I'm still waiting for another 2 million rows to load. After that, I have to analyse every single row. That's going to take a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first time has it's learning points. It's my first time encountering a memory exhaustion due to my "lazy coding". Don't be mistaken. I'm not lazy in coding. Lazy coding is just a way of getting things done fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like in my case, I had a memory overload problem, which will only manifest when I'm dealing with enormous data. It worked fine as long as I don't have a lot of data to handle. Since optimzing takes up a lot of time, all I did was to make sure the codes work and move on to bring the next feature up and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;System crashed a few times too. Probably due to overheating and hardware defects. After all, I have a very old computer. It's probably 2 years old now. I need a change. I need a new laptop! And I want a desktop too... And a IPad/JooJoo too... And a Server Rack too... Make that a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm greedy! but, I have a use for every one of it ok? Apart from all that, I need high-speed internet. Which is why I am SO thankful for OpenNet Initiative. I'm so eager to get fibre-optices. Then I need a powerful router that doesn't overheat. But then, with so many machines in my house, everything's gonna overheat! I should just get air-conditioning for my entire house. But my house is so not ready for air-conditioning! I should just renovate the house. Ah crap, it's too expensive. Maybe just my room will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that said, I need money. But that's a long way to go. Can't afford any of these. I'll just make use of what I have to work on the projects. I have a promising project, but anybody willing to give it a try?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-1962271298280742664?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1962271298280742664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1962271298280742664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#1962271298280742664' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4686430691177554576</id><published>2010-04-07T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:50:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW! I just gave eyeOS a try and I'm pretty impressed! I can think of what stuffs I can do with it already. But for now, I'm tied up with my pet project and a biz project. I will explore it further when I finish up either one of it. I still have a games project in planning phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking around IPad lately and I kinda wonder if I should get my hands on it. I don't particularly like IPad since it's like from Apple and I don't like Apple to control what I do with my device. I've been looking around alternatives and I think I have found one. It's called JooJoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, reviews about it is poor. It's quite an innovative piece of device and it was meant to launch before IPad does. But seems like somewhere in the line, something screwed up. Now IPad is the in thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm hoping to see JooJoo improve and a price drop before I even consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to finish my "Jail-Term" in exactly a month's time and I'm eager to get into the workforce. I've got my pet project and it seems to be promising. I wonder what's the next best thing to do with it after it's completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4686430691177554576?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4686430691177554576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4686430691177554576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#4686430691177554576' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7530546473088716437</id><published>2010-04-02T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:34:13.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So busy lately...&lt;br /&gt;Have to study and go back camp everyday. Camp isn't helping me cope with my life either. But then, why should they? They are only interested in their stuffs. We are just slave to them. They would ruin my life and don't feel anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just take care of myself from now on. Gonna finish this debt in 5 weeks time. Gotta secure my future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7530546473088716437?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7530546473088716437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7530546473088716437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#7530546473088716437' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8616237522205759941</id><published>2010-03-23T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T00:49:35.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm wondering what to do tomorrow... Maybe I should go Sentosa...&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to go there so much...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting anybody to be free...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to go there myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8616237522205759941?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8616237522205759941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8616237522205759941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#8616237522205759941' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4679399299623495807</id><published>2010-03-21T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:21:33.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am SO DISAPPOINTED! Call everybody out, all rejected and 2 go fly aeroplane... So pissed off... I was so looking forward to chilling out in PowerHouse with everybody... Maybe meet some of my other fellow PH regulars like Jac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiii... Today ain't any better... Long story but anyway, today was totally ad hoc... I skate all the way to East Coast Park. Along the way, I make a special trip to meet up with some of my old friends. I missed them a lot... But other than 1 or 2, the rest of them treated me like some aquaintance... So disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I don't want to hang out with them... I have a freaking busy schedule everyday... It takes a lot of effort to find spare time to chill out... Today I made my special turn to find them but this is all I get... I squeezed out time to chill with everybody, no one turned up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends are hard to come... I know I'm not perfect, but I'm doing my very best... Who will understand? Who Who Who??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4679399299623495807?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4679399299623495807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4679399299623495807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#4679399299623495807' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-366780905008175666</id><published>2010-03-15T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:28:10.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My internet is sucky these days... So I'll keep it short in case got problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to go out and stay away from my computer. Especially weekends. I cannot face the computer for too long or else something will happen. Last year it reoccured. Cannot be too absorb into computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding kakis to skate with me! Swim also can but I wanna skate! Went to vivo for the last 2 days. Once with my skates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next place I wanna go is Sentosa! Anybody wanna tag along? I don't care if anybody is coming with me. I'm definitely going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda miss PowerHouse! Yang Chun ahhhh... Jace ahhh... Jacqueline ahhh... When are you going again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-366780905008175666?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/366780905008175666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/366780905008175666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#366780905008175666' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-6705999431905068689</id><published>2010-03-07T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:47:51.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like laughing my lungs out... Since when am I related to Becky Fuentes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-6705999431905068689?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6705999431905068689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6705999431905068689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#6705999431905068689' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-6321760149050756181</id><published>2010-03-07T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:51:27.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more months to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking what to do with my future now. This morning I was given another job offer. The offer is pretty enticing. I know the people well and they know me well too. But I have my current project and I don't wanna just abandon like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thinking of trading in the stock market. But I need to do my research first before I move on. I also need a capital. It's gonna be hard and intensive for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to Funan Centre to get my laptop repair. I was told that the repair cost could reach up to $500. I cannot afford that payment. It's so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haii... I'm getting stressed out...&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I have family and matters of the heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-6321760149050756181?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6321760149050756181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6321760149050756181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#6321760149050756181' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-1576516135422090746</id><published>2010-02-28T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:04:04.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOO!! BMT finally over! I didn't really pass my BMT. I can't pass my IPPT! Chin up is so hard! Hmmmm.. I'm going to spend my time at home working on my biceps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 months of hardship is finally over. I'm so glad. I made new friends and I love them all. Among all of them, Kelvin and Yang Chun are my best buds. We went through almost every shit together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our BMT, we went to Halo Bar to celebrate. Almost all our section mates are there. Had 4 towers of beer and a great time singing together. 2 of our guys brought their girlfriends along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the celebration, we went to a nearby prata shop for supper. Our holyboy is quite drunk. He started to become somebody else already. It was just not his usual him. Then one of my friends challenged me drinks at his place. I was pretty confident I wouldn't get drunk so I went over to his place. We had games and I lost a lot. Had to drink a lot. And bingo, I really got knocked out. After the last game, I couldn't remmeber a thing I did. The next morning I woke up, they had tattooed all over my body and my wallet was empty. Oh well, I finally hit my limits for the first time. It's gonna be the last time I get knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few nights, I've been hangout with Yang Chun and his gang of friends... There's Jace, XiaoFong, Terry, Elmo and KangWei... 2 nights ago, we wanted to hang out at powerhouse. But we were there too late. By the time we went in, the lights were on. Had no other place to go other home. Tonight, Jace is working and the rest of the guys are probably going to hang out there. I have to be at camp tomorrow morning so I probably won't be going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very very broke. I'm gonna conserve my wallet for next month onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai... I'm kinda worried for my buddy Yc... He's always thinking of his ex. I don't know what to do for him. He's getting into lots of bad habits. Next month onwards, I'm gonna nag at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living a single life and quite honestly, I quite like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-1576516135422090746?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1576516135422090746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1576516135422090746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#1576516135422090746' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-5070067824216579147</id><published>2010-02-15T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:48:09.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I'm about to book in already so I'm gonna keep this short.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Yang Chun these weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th, went to Jurong Point with YC. Bought my skates and a new hat. He got himself new clothes. Went skating on my own at Chinese Garden in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th, went out for a movie with YC. Watch Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief. Great movie, okok storyline, not enough action. After that, went to his friend's pub at Foch Road, Lavender. Got to know Jace and Michelle. Hung out there till around 1pm, then went to Powerhouse. Jace had to stay till 2pm to close the pub, so Michelle, YC and I went ahead first. Jace joined later on. Was an awesome night for a valentines' morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th, slept for only 2 hours. Had fever, probably due to dehydration at Powerhouse. Took panadol and did spring cleaning for the day. After that, went to East Coast to skate. Jace joined later on, did not skate as she had to work later on. Accompanied her to work and had a jar of beer. Michelle and YC joined in afterwards. But I had to leave pretty early since I had the last train to catch. Would gladly join them at powerhouse again but my dress code was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th, slept for awhile as my fever got back again. Ate panadol and surf the net awhile. After that, went back to sleep. This time, had a good rest. Did spring cleaning again, especially for my laptop. Now gotta book in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update again next week. See ya guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-5070067824216579147?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5070067824216579147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5070067824216579147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#5070067824216579147' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3544877160962470193</id><published>2010-02-01T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:58:28.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I survived fieldcamp! I can't believe what I had to go through. The toughest part of the trip was my mental barrier. I had to get myself dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to learn to prone down on tall grass, have spiders crawl all over me and sleep among the insect nest. The greatest one I overcomed was sleeping in my own "coffin". I had to dig a coffin-like hole that is used as a defensive position. It's about 80cm deep. Enough to cover my body to prevent live fire from hitting. Sleeping in it was to ensure that I can react in the most defensive position at the fastest time should the enemy come at the middle of the night. In the hole I slept in was home to a few worms, many spiders, 1 ant nest and a few other insects that I don't have a name for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I have any body reactions during my time there? Yea! I had heat rashes on my back. It feels like a hundred needles poking me. It's hard to get through. The only solution was to powder bath my back. Keeping my back dry as the only solution. Unfortunately, the amount of sweat on my back is ever increasing with every training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I'm back in one piece. The trip was hard but I got through. Next is my IPPT and my SOC. I'm confident of my SOC. I've got to work on my IPPT. Especially my chin ups. Totally prepared to have lots of muscle aches this weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3544877160962470193?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3544877160962470193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3544877160962470193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#3544877160962470193' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-6759685085334018112</id><published>2010-01-30T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:18:52.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A story of encouragement to those going through tough times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl, a Norwegian fisherman, had taken his two teenage sons out for a day of fishing. The morning had been beautiful when they started out, but the afternoon turned nasty--in a hurry--catching them too far at sea to beat the incoming storm to shore. The wind-whipped ocean began to work into a frenzy, until he and his sons were battling for their lives. As darkness fell on their frantic efforts, even the steady beacon of the seaside lighthouse was suddenly extinguished by a terrific bolt of lightning. Hope seemed lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things were actually worse than Karl knew. Lightning had also struck his home and the structure quickly erupted into a fireball. So when Karl and his sons finally staggered ashore, exhausted, he was met by his wife with the bad news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, Karl seemed unfazed, much to his wife's frustration. As he stroked her tear-lined face with his tough, leathery hands, he said, "Don't you understand, sweetheart? When the lighthouse went out, the glow on the horizon became my compass. The fire that destroyed our house guided us home."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-6759685085334018112?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6759685085334018112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6759685085334018112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#6759685085334018112' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3939389693391619771</id><published>2010-01-22T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:03:19.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another week as ended with muscle aches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in case you peeps have no idea, I'm in BMT now. I'm back to that Tekong Island doing my training. It's tiring but hey, becoming fitter was one of my resolutions. In fact, I'm considering modeling as a profession!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Of course I won't abandon my love for computers and technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my 3rd week into BMT and so far, it's a breeze. I need to focus on my arm strength as it's my weakest area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy in camp often tells me how much he misses his girlfriend. He showed me a photo of her together with him. Wow, she's pretty! I'm kinda happy for him. He has someone to look forward every friday whenever we leave the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'm single. I don't really have anyone to look forward to every day. Sure my buddies can accompany during my train trips, but most of them alight mid-way. The rest of the journey home is just me. Not much smiles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home just means I have to continue with whatever work I left off last week. The first thing I would do after I put my bag down was to switch on my computers and read my 150+ emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's making my feelings worse is that Valentines' Day is approaching. It was planned last year how I would celebrate with someone. Now, it's just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm single and available now, but I don't particularly feel like being attached again. 10 ex is enough for me. Don't wanna up the numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's just passing by for me right now. Living one day at a time. Nothing to look forward to. Friends will still be great company! There will still be places I would love to go. Will you accompany me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3939389693391619771?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3939389693391619771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3939389693391619771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#3939389693391619771' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4257479123277746381</id><published>2010-01-02T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:24:43.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Break up was her choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, fine! I'm going to forget about her! I'm going to move on! I have a bright future ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MOVE ON! By hook or crook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4257479123277746381?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4257479123277746381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4257479123277746381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#4257479123277746381' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-9020422542869205304</id><published>2009-12-31T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T04:41:08.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday is officially 3 days away as of now... But due to my timezone, it's only 2 days away when I touchdown in Singapore. And there's only 1 person and 1 thing I'm looking forward to when I come out of the Arrival Hall... If I don't see her with my ring, I know what it means and I'm going to move on to a new start in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of 2010, it's coming soon. Time to recap and wrap up 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year started out pretty good I should say. I am still in my army camp, Sungei Gedong. During that period, it was pretty hectic for me. There was an audit for my department so things were fast paced. By the time it ended in March, there was a series of army exercises going on. So it was a rush here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During April, I finally got to meet Tina. Haha... She always claims she's fat, but honestly, huh? Are you sure you're Tina? I'm expecting to see a fat person, not an averaged size girl. Well, she ain't skinny to bones and she ain't fat either... So I'll just call her average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out a few times and figured that we ain't so suitable for each other so we decided to stay friends. Yea she nice and all. I've realised over the years, along with many failed relationships, that it needs more than just a spark to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I decided to carry on with my life. My friends kinda persuaded me to join tagged.com because they want an extra player for Mafia Wars. Ok fine... I shall join them then, after I rejected them umpteen times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got curious of other features of Tagged, especially meetme. It was just a simple application where you view photos of other people's profile and you decided whether you want to meet them or not. If the other person wants to meet you too, then you have a match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give it a try and play around with it. Among the first few photos was this girl, Justine L. I remember very clearly that her photo was tilted 90 degree clockwise, long haired and wearing a white hoodie. I had some good vibes about her but I wanted to be more sure... So I went to check out her profile. Her profile info was pretty brief and she only had 1 photo. Normally I would just ignore such profiles because these are signs of fake accounts. But I just had these vibes in me. I decided to click "Yes" on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day came and I almost forgot about what I did. Then came an email saying that there is a match on Tagged. Justine L clicked "Yes" too! Well, fake profiles often also anyhow hook up other man too! Before I go on, I wanna chat with her a bit and see how real is she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I asked for her photos, I've already liked her. I like her personality. I like her cheerfulness and free spirit. Never giving up and ever-determined to achieve what she wants. She's in WSS just as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, on 22nd of June, we met outside Choa Chu Kang Library. She's as real as her photos are. I'm so glad I clicked yes! I'm so glad I did not clicked no despite my logical brain tells me so. And on that day, we got together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was still bitching on me! Plenty of exercises and lots of work to do. In addition, I still had a company to run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company has been in bad shape since the start of the year. Last year on October, the credit crunch hit really hard on us. By November, our staff have totally left. Morhan and I are the only original staff today since the credit crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the lynchpin of the company now. The rate of progress the company goes depends on the amount of time I dedicate. If I come to a halt, the company halts. If I progress at lightning speed, so will the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the worst thing. Army sent me to Australia for an exercise on September and I was in a critical phase of company progress. I had to change and modify the company plan. In addition, September was Justine's holiday. I feel so terrible I couldn't spend time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Australia was extremely hot. Out of the 3 weeks I was there, it only rained twice. And it only happened at night, lasting for merely 20 minutes. Sunglasses was a critical equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I returned, the first person I saw was... JUSTINE! My sweetheart! I'm so glad she came. I missed her so much while I was there. Everyday, I looked forward to 1st of October when I get to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came November 22nd... Her ex, Alex, decided to come back... And ever since then, things changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt good ever since that day. Until today, it still hurts. 1 week before I left for England, we finally officially broke up. She didn't go back to Alex... She's just not decided yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I left, I bought her a little Christmas present and left her a note along with my ring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ring has signficance to us both. Both of us both a ring watch at IMM on August and we said to each other that when we get married, we will use this ring as our ring of vows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that if I get my ring back when I return from England, she would still remain in my heart. If not, by hook or by crook, I will move on. I don't care the pain, I don't care the torture. I've gone through many of these pains before and going through another one isn't going to make a difference... Except maybe I won't be the same for the next girl anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during this time while I'm in England, I expect that Alex will be dating her. Pursuing her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel good about this but truth is, this has to be done. I remember someone once told me, true love only happens when there's freedom of choice. In other words, the only way I know Justine truely loves me is by giving her that freedom to be dated by other man. By then, out of her so many choices, she chooses me, I will know she is mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Damn, it hurts to know someone out there is dating her. Damn! It really hurts! It sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the only thing I can hope for is 2nd of January 2010. My hope to see the ring back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, despite all the ups and downs, somethings never change! FRIENDS! This year, among all my friends, these people have left a significant footprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Campmates:&lt;br /&gt;Ang Zi Xiang (Red)&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yang Zhong (Onion)&lt;br /&gt;Tan Zhi Wen (Small Eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Azim (The Magician)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polymates:&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Han&lt;br /&gt;Shi Yuan&lt;br /&gt;Peter Su&lt;br /&gt;Tzewei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Friends:&lt;br /&gt;Ruth Lee&lt;br /&gt;Anon (Cbox)&lt;br /&gt;Winnnie&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn&lt;br /&gt;James (Thailand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, thanks so much for everything in 2009. This year belongs to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;Camp Life wouldn't be the same if not for my campmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I look forward to my ORD! I can't wait to finish my national service on May! I'm not planning to go university yet. I wanna bring my company to a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for me, I wanna grow fitter. I wanna build up my muscles. I wanna spend more time with my friends. They deserve a better me. Oh ya, speak of a better me, I wanna be a better person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a better man next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-9020422542869205304?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/9020422542869205304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/9020422542869205304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#9020422542869205304' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8838439456190157334</id><published>2009-12-26T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T06:40:47.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is from my lady friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s good that we, women, date a Mr.Bad at least once in the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that, when the next man comes into our life, we know what to look for and self reflect the things we have done in the past relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the bad man, how do we ever know what a good man is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the previous relationship fails, most prolly its the man that is the bad egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, women need to do some self reflections too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a woman felt that she had lots of bad men in her life, then most prolly she has been always the same old her for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can say that all men are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can we hold on to one and tame him, then make him ours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly, we shall try to change abit.. it’s like trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel that we do need some luck before getting our Mr.Right too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many Mr.Bads we got before getting the Mr.Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many heartbreaks we got before getting the Mr.Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the Mr.Bads, how do we know the next one will be a Mr Bad again or Mr Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Mr Bad we have dated, its like an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The breakup is disappointing and heartbroken esp when we’ve tried our best to hold on to the relationship.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ladies, let’s take it as lessons learned. And be wary of the next man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might be just another Mr Bad.. or.. he might be your Mr.Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly is that never ever give up hope and faith on relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily Ever After do exists, its just that how both of you are willingly to work on it and be really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, stand on the guys’ side, what happens when he has meet Miss.Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reasons are the same on why its good for men to meet Miss.Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why there are men and women in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is to fall in LOVE and MAKE LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8838439456190157334?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8838439456190157334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8838439456190157334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#8838439456190157334' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-6283439581460932546</id><published>2009-12-26T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:42:23.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will I see her when I return? Will she be the first person I see when I step out of the gate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-6283439581460932546?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6283439581460932546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6283439581460932546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#6283439581460932546' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-6499245805018997027</id><published>2009-12-25T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:18:35.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;adiZero Tempo Shoes&lt;/h2&gt;Everything you need, nothing you don't. The adiZero™ Tempo steps you into a super-lightweight running shoe featuring adiPRENE®+ forefoot propulsion and a ForMotion™ design that keeps you ahead of the competition with high-speed maneuverability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Weight: 11.3 oz.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;ForMotion™ adapts to the ground for improved handling and stability during high-speed maneuvering&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Air mesh upper for maximum ventilation; Perforated EVA tongue for lightweight comfort and breathability&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;adiPRENE®+ in the forefoot maintains propulsion and efficiency; Pro-Moderator medial support device prevents overpronation&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Dual-layer, anti-microbial, adiLite-respoEVA sockliner for step-in comfort&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;adiWEAR® outsole offers the ultimate in high-wear durability&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Imported&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT SUITABLE FOR WINTER WEAR!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wearing these shoes since I got here. Everytime I go out, my feet freezes. It's so cold outside. Today's snow is very thick outside. But in a way, it's better than frosted ice, where the temperature is just slightly higher. The ground is slippery when it's frosted. It's better to have it covered in snow than ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to town with mummy, her husband and his 2 brothers. Ain't really fun and interesting. Just plain ordinary other days with Christmas decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, I plan to go town again. This time, I wanna go alone to buy stuffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-6499245805018997027?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6499245805018997027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6499245805018997027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#6499245805018997027' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-259599700506272630</id><published>2009-12-24T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:41:06.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's snow is very thick! It's about 5cm. I can feel the chilling temperature in my room. At least until the radiator was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went out to White Rose Shopping mall and it's like an ordinary mall like in Australia. Single level except for the food section on level 2. No multi-storey carparks. Shops are generally clothing, telcos, food and a supermarket. Nothing really interests me there. I hope the town has some shops that makes Leeds special. Something that I can identify Leeds with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go town later. Gonna have to brave the cold wind all the way to town. It's quite a long walk. Like 30 mins walk from Jurong MRT to Chinese Garden MRT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-259599700506272630?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/259599700506272630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/259599700506272630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#259599700506272630' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8057112108352705279</id><published>2009-12-22T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:50:35.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I know I haven't been blogging much. Been so busy lately...&lt;br /&gt;Considering if I should turn this blog private...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in UK now. It's my first day and my first time here. It's FREEZING! The air is colder than my home freezer. It's a good thing my laptop heat is warm enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip here wasn't very pleasant. I couldn't sleep at all. The aeroplane's engine was enough to keep me awake throughout the 13 hours journey. But the people were mostly nice. Especially the stewards. 3 of them kept asking for my ID because they thought I could be too young to order alcoholic drinks. I'm flattered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked out the windows of the plane and I saw the city lights. It was early in the morning. So quiet and peaceful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I landed, the journey to the airport building was already so cold even though it was sheltered. Security is tight as usual. But it was smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I stepped out of the building into the open air, I felt the freezing cold air. It was SO COLD! It was exactly like my freezer back at home. It's my first time seeing snow too. Well, it ain't really special, just that I don't get to see it out in the open in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying in the Attic of my mum and her husband's home. The laptop heat kinda does its job well. At least it's not totally freezing. There's bed and blanket so I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish she with me here too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8057112108352705279?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8057112108352705279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8057112108352705279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#8057112108352705279' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-981631712049276045</id><published>2009-10-01T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T15:42:56.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Australia!&lt;br /&gt;It's been a tiring trip!&lt;br /&gt;The weather is so HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the places I went:&lt;br /&gt;Camp Krusty: &lt;a href="http://wikimapia.org/#lat=-12.8629853&amp;lon=131.8253803&amp;z=17&amp;l=0&amp;m=b"&gt;http://wikimapia.org/#lat=-12.8629853&amp;lon=131.8253803&amp;z=17&amp;l=0&amp;m=b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bark Hut: &lt;a href="http://wikimapia.org/#lat=-12.8998736&amp;lon=131.6754502&amp;z=18&amp;l=0&amp;m=b"&gt;http://wikimapia.org/#lat=-12.8998736&amp;lon=131.6754502&amp;z=18&amp;l=0&amp;m=b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwin City: &lt;a href="http://wikimapia.org/#lat=-12.4628098&amp;lon=130.8399689&amp;z=17&amp;l=0&amp;m=b"&gt;http://wikimapia.org/#lat=-12.4628098&amp;lon=130.8399689&amp;z=17&amp;l=0&amp;m=b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casuarina Square: &lt;a href="http://wikimapia.org/#lat=-12.3751945&amp;lon=130.8814144&amp;z=17&amp;l=0&amp;m=b"&gt;http://wikimapia.org/#lat=-12.3751945&amp;lon=130.8814144&amp;z=17&amp;l=0&amp;m=b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casuarina Square is the largest shopping mall in Darwin. Only got 2 levels, level 1 and basement.&lt;br /&gt;There's so much land in Australia that the shopping centre can be just 1 level just for shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OMG!&lt;br /&gt;My phone is in the rubbish chute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-981631712049276045?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/981631712049276045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/981631712049276045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#981631712049276045' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2528449185873871931</id><published>2009-08-25T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:18:35.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, this person's Blog is quite inspiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://taxidiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://taxidiary.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His diary will always remind me that taxi drivers are humans too. I will always remember some of the drivers who have drove me home at discounted rates when I was very poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Certainly, I will never forget my grand uncle who is still a taxi driver. He never fails to bring me from one place to another. He might give me a lecture for "abusing" his kindness occasionally, but from there, I learn to treasure people's kindness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2528449185873871931?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2528449185873871931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2528449185873871931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2528449185873871931' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-1089000981103972992</id><published>2009-08-02T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:57:57.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very Stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in version 2 of E-Assessment Project. This project is bigger than the first version. It's going to incorporate a few technology previous not existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ACL&lt;br /&gt;- OpenID&lt;br /&gt;- MathML&lt;br /&gt;- Webscraper&lt;br /&gt;- Web Services&lt;br /&gt;- Flash&lt;br /&gt;- Tagging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's going to be a ton of features added as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Forum&lt;br /&gt;- Blog&lt;br /&gt;- Global Statistics&lt;br /&gt;- Global Chat&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping Cart&lt;br /&gt;- Personal Profile&lt;br /&gt;- Helpdesk&lt;br /&gt;- Live Classrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The existing features will be enhanced as well. The first version of the site took 4 months to complete. It merely contained basic. Up until now, I'm still working alone on this project. Now I'm appealing for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who is willing and capable to help? I need someone with PHP knowledge and rapid problem solving skills. Is there anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-1089000981103972992?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1089000981103972992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1089000981103972992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#1089000981103972992' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8844138469168512549</id><published>2009-07-14T20:58:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:01:15.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, the past 2 days was awesome! Thanks guys for celebrating my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the pictures for the BBQ, but I do have some for the flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00019.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Justine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00042.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00015.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bored dudes on a journey to the flyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00043.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00044.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the flyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Love The World...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00030.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drinks at Love The World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v397/ProFire88/22nd%20Birthday/DSC00040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Deserts at Love The World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! That's it! These are some of the photos. It was a day spent with Justine. It has been very memorable for me this year. I will remember the Saturday BBQ and a day out with Justine. Oh, I especially enjoyed morning with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8844138469168512549?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8844138469168512549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8844138469168512549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#8844138469168512549' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4494597554395886624</id><published>2009-07-12T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:16:05.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe I'm using a different OS to write my blog! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using ReactOS right now in my Virtual Machine. Very interesting. I believe this OS is going to replace Windows! Mwahaha... Ok, maybe that's a bit too exaggerated. But one thing for sure, if Windows ever get more and more expensive, I'm going to just use ReactOS to do my stuffs like running a server and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wrote the first half of this post with ReactOS before it crashed. This OS is still not stable yet. I managed to install WAMP but couldn't get it running as of now. When I was using FireFox, the graphics was pretty screwed. It was still readable but it didn't look great. The letters were overlapping and the sizes were inaccurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for this OS to be well-developed. If I've got a few spare cash, I would definitely support this project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4494597554395886624?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4494597554395886624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4494597554395886624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4494597554395886624' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-5994434021648823711</id><published>2009-07-11T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:36:23.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/introducing-google-chrome-os.html" target="_blank" alt=""&gt;http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/introducing-google-chrome-os.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that's very unexpecting. Google is coming up with it's own OS, built with part of its codes taken from linux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's true. The technology trend and the lifestyle of people is changing with the internet. The OS of 20 years ago was built without the internet as part of our lifestyle. Instead, it was mainly built for schools, corporates and businesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only when computers started to penetrate into homes and the coming of internet, then the cyberscape started to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try out this new OS! I want to get a netbook since most of the time I'm travelling. I can't possibly be carrying my heavy, high-end laptop every where I go that takes a long time to boot up. I want to be able to check my emails and read up the latest news quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the news spreads faster in the internet than the traditional media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technewsworld.com/story/67558.html?u=ProFire&amp;p=ENNSS_98893e04881395fbffca3df48747801d&amp;wlc=1247296819" target="_blank" alt=""&gt;http://www.technewsworld.com/story/67558.html?u=ProFire&amp;p=ENNSS_98893e04881395fbffca3df48747801d&amp;wlc=1247296819&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article proves it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-5994434021648823711?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5994434021648823711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5994434021648823711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5994434021648823711' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-6025549033848100649</id><published>2009-07-02T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:14:40.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trusted her the most...&lt;br /&gt;Cherished her the most...&lt;br /&gt;Hurt by her... the most...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-6025549033848100649?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6025549033848100649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6025549033848100649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6025549033848100649' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7459292408410655441</id><published>2009-06-14T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:44:26.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I watched Drag Me To Hell! The show is so scary. I was watching with my godsister, Pearlyn! I was hugging her laptop while watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about this crazy woman who curse this pretty girl. Irritating woman. No money to pay, can't leave in the house anymore lor. Still purposely go and curse her. So for 3 days, this woman and the demon keep pestering her. Pervert one, she even sleep with the pretty girl. Must be lesbian or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah. I won't say out the ending. Don't want to be a spoiler. This show is not for faint of heart. And it's also a no-brain show. No meaning one. Just trying to remove demons only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer terminator. This show, must watch the previous episodes to know the story. If not, not nice to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I'm going to watch Blood! See if nice or not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7459292408410655441?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7459292408410655441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7459292408410655441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7459292408410655441' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-5963114863287962453</id><published>2009-06-04T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:15:22.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! I realise that I don't really need to cut my nails. It falls off my finger by itself and nicely cut sometimes too. Even my toenails also fall off nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a bath and my toenail just came off. It was also nicely cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the first time happening. Sometimes, when I get really lazy, my fingernails will grow very long. Then after awhile, it will come off by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my toenail, I'm just plain too busy that I couldn't find time for my toenails. I'm only concerned about my fingernails since it affects my typing speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... What a blessing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-5963114863287962453?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5963114863287962453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5963114863287962453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#5963114863287962453' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8770200829741761863</id><published>2009-05-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:52:15.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aiyooo...&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a camera of my own. Then I can take my own pictures and post it up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I met up with my old friend. Had a great time together!!! We talked a lot about our school life together and about how she is after we graduated. I hardly ever get in touch with my old friends. Today is one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Night of the Museum and ate a bit of dinner before that. We were like laughing all the way since we met at the MRT station. So fun with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, I don't have a camera. If not, I can take down some memories and also share it with you guys! I want a camera!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8770200829741761863?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8770200829741761863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8770200829741761863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#8770200829741761863' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-102404484525442132</id><published>2009-05-22T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:15:58.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh wow... I had lots of fun on Sunday! I went to sentosa. But so busy this week. No time to blog at all. Here are some of the pictures I took with Tina and Sharlene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000411.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000411.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the sentosa express train there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000411.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000411.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000411.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000411.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000414.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000414.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000419.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000419.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000420.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000420.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000422.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000422.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000423.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000423.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of construction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000430.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000430.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000431.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000431.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000433.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000433.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000435.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000435.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camera angle so nice! Her head so big! So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000436.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000436.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000437.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000437.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the tram to underwater world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000439.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000439.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls just love hotdogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000440.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000440.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! We got our tickets liao. Let's go in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000441.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000441.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000443.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000443.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000445.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000445.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000446.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000446.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here fishy fishy! I won't eat you lahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000447.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000447.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000448.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000448.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000449.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000449.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000450.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000450.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000452.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000452.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I touched it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000460.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000460.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeee... Don't kiss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000461.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000461.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000477.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000477.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina always scratch herself after seeing this kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000481.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000481.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000483.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000483.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000484.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000484.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh? Crabs also molt one ahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000491.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000491.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadly beautiful! Haha... So poisonous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000497.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000497.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000498.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000498.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... I like taking pictures with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000512.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000512.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000517.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000517.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000522.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000522.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's my new sunglasses... Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000523.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000523.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to the log ride! Wheee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000525.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000525.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now happy happy. Later scream like siao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000530.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000530.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000542.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000542.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet is the biggest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000543.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000549.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000549.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000552.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000552.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000553.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000553.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000558.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000558.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000563.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000563.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000564.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000564.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this part the most. The fire very nice! But very hot also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000576.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000576.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000582.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000582.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000587.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000587.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought they would get a hotter girl... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000598.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000598.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000600.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000600.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is very very nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we played luge for a while. Tina was screaming and grabbing me during the skyride. Haha... She's so scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000604.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000604.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000605.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000605.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last picture together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/?action=view&amp;current=P1000608.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/P1000608.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which hand is mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for sentosa! Hehe... FUN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-102404484525442132?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/102404484525442132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/102404484525442132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#102404484525442132' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k99/fade1987/sentosa/th_P1000411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7302337378656080686</id><published>2009-05-13T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:45:56.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.satisfaction.com/teddy-bear/teddybear.swf" FlashVars="t=Tina!&amp;m=You are the best person I've ever met. I mean like, YOU DA BEST LAH! Stay with me ok?&amp;f=Loving You, Shurn&amp;px=37.65&amp;py=54.9&amp;i=undefined&amp;dom=http://www.satisfaction.com/teddy-bear/" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="385" height="425" name="Teddy Bear Note" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="samedomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7302337378656080686?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7302337378656080686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7302337378656080686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7302337378656080686' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-39128632042292516</id><published>2009-05-13T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:32:11.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more day left! Today, I went to Ikea with Tina and Sharlene. I realised that their diet is so fattening one. I ate salmon salad. They ate meat balls and chicken. I like to eat all the food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they also make me think hard, am I really not too much diet? I mean I got watch my weight, but is it really necessary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to courts to look at stuffs. I love the massage items from OTTO! I feel so comfortable after using it. Then when I was walking home, my feet feels really light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sharlene also got herself a webcam. So just now we were like webcamming. Sharlene's room is so neat and tidy! Not like my room. So messy! My table is full of wires. I need to clear up my stuffs soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my last day of freedom liao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-39128632042292516?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/39128632042292516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/39128632042292516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#39128632042292516' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-9029619254111385115</id><published>2009-05-11T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:17:26.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I'm at my last 2 days of my Medical Leave. I could spend it on my work. My project needs a lot of progress. Or I could spend it on meaningless fun and games. Or I could spend it with someone important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I created a new blogskin. I haven't even changed mine for close to a year already. Today, I spent close to 8 hours to finish the new blogskin. But it's not for me. It's for Tina. Well, hopefully it means something to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 2 days, if there isn't anything for me to do, I'm just going to work on my project. This project is too important. I want it to do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss and I feel like it's a marathon we had been running for the past 4 months. We are almost at the finishing point already. It's only 500m more. But we are so exhausted. So tired. There hasn't been results for the past 1 year plus. Ever since we had started on this new project, we had been working like dogs. I have been pushing and pushing and pushing. He had been pushing and pushing and pushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are almost there now. The finishing point is just in front of us. We just have to push a little more. Just a little more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-9029619254111385115?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/9029619254111385115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/9029619254111385115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#9029619254111385115' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2624181233803516147</id><published>2009-05-01T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:35:48.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today brings back a lot of memories! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning I went back to office to handle some work and have a meeting with boss. It was a long discussion. I left before lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met Tina at Eunos to travel to City Hall. Wah lao... She's pretty lah... Got sparkles on her eyes one... Purposely right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, we went to buy some sausages to eat. End up, only I'm eating. Then I brought her to Love the World: Soul Rock. She likes this place a lot! We drank Cinderella. Must drink before midnight one.. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to school. Wow! A bit of changes in NYP already... New cafes and all... Walking the same path of graduation brings back lots of memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's journey to Woodlands to have dinner with sharlene at Sakae Sushi... We also talk a lot of crap... Did shopping for our mummies too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it's home and here blogging...&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel well now... I need to rest... So sick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2624181233803516147?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2624181233803516147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2624181233803516147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2624181233803516147' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-5154961267940407076</id><published>2009-04-30T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:49:22.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo....&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a rest day... Today I get to rest long... But not really resting now... I'm just working to fix up a lot of problems and bringing in new features in my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I'm going to school for awhile! Can't wait! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was thinking of what I would like to have and I realised all of them are expensive equipments. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Desktop &lt;br /&gt;2) Server &lt;br /&gt;3) Broadband &lt;br /&gt;4) Camera &lt;br /&gt;5) 3 LCD Monitors &lt;br /&gt;6) Car &lt;br /&gt;7) Macbook &lt;br /&gt;8) Xbox &lt;br /&gt;9) Playstation 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! I'm crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's improving for me! Project is already launch and I'm hoping for revenue soon. I also have some one close to me most of the time. She's fun, lovely and CUTE! I can talk crap with her all day long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-5154961267940407076?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5154961267940407076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5154961267940407076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5154961267940407076' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4292046815392125191</id><published>2009-04-20T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:05:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wait ah! Wait ah!&lt;br /&gt;Wait lor! Wait lor!&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I have never waited before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina is damn power-packed! First day go church, invite Christ. Second day go church, do Building Maintenance. Third day go church, already in Basic Ministry Training. Fourth day haven't even here and she's already thinking of Tougues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the people I brought to HoGC, she's so far to most power-packed, on-fire one! Kudos to you! Now I'm wondering what are you going to surprise me next! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy Birthday TinTin! Just in case you missed it, here's a bigger version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; text-align: center; font-size: 30px;"&gt;Happy Birthday! TinTin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4292046815392125191?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4292046815392125191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4292046815392125191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#4292046815392125191' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-6773252992170968051</id><published>2009-04-18T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:51:57.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lovetheworldsoulrock.com/" title="Love The World: Soul Rock"&gt;&lt;img src="http://172.31.254.244/lovetheworldsoulrock.com/images/lowsr_01.gif" title="Love The World: Soul Rock" alt="Love The World: Soul Rock" style="float: left; border: none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Here I am at &lt;a href="http://lovetheworldsoulrock.com/" title="Love The World: Soul Rock"&gt;Love The World: Soul Rock&lt;/a&gt;. Awesome ambience! Awesome lighting! Awesome Music! There's actually a live band playing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend was introducing this place when I was in Camp. But I couldn't make it for most occasions. This time round, I'm deciding to make a trip. I have to make this trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it has been a tiring day for me this week. I need to relax a little bit. I had the option of going to PowerHouse, but no... I must try out this place. It's the first Christian Bar I've heard of and one that I have been waiting to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I enter, there was a live band playing on my right. First Impression: WOW! Professionally played. Like it is said: "Music is the Expression of the Soul". I don't really remember the title of the songs played, so here's roughly the songs played: "Starry Starry Night", "Hosanna", etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://172.31.254.242/lovetheworldsoulrock.com/band/melvin.jpg" alt="Melvin" style="float: left;" /&gt; Bingo! I managed to talk to the Singer of the band. There I go interrogating him! Mwahahaha... His name is Melvin Timothy Koh. His band is "Chapter 1", symbolizing the beginning. As he gave me his name card, I saw "General Manager"! HoHo... Looks like he's more than a singer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Yes, I went alone! Sorry Melvin! Next time, I'm sure to bring a few friends along. And that means YOU! Yes YOU! You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Wireless too! Security Key is 1234567890! All the more I must come! I think I can plan casual business meetings, hangouts and more here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Kudos to Jennifer Lim for opening this place up! Finally, someone dares to go defy the stigma that bars are sinful places to be at. A place where I can drink and relax without the other distractions. Very professional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the World? Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-6773252992170968051?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6773252992170968051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6773252992170968051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6773252992170968051' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-1555054732644086992</id><published>2009-03-31T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:33:08.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malware'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have never seen such a virus as advance as Conficker. It is the combination of the best features of all the viruses in the wild. This is one heck of a virus maker. Let me list of some of its features:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It uses 4096 bit RSA Encryption. 1024 bit RSA Encryption already very very hard to break. The virus makers actually went one step ahead! It is already reported by a lot of anti-virus vendors that strong encryption is usually missing in malwares or at least incorrectly implemented, making the virus completely useless eventually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It also borrow high quality codes from OpenSSL. OpenSSL is an open source project and very well tested. Very smart of the author, since most virus fail because of their author writing their own codes that is not widely tested.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The author also uses it's own psuedo-random number generator. Looks like this guy has a lot of coding experience.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The design concept of the virus is resistant to reverse engineering. Such resistance requires an up-to-date state-of-the-art knowledge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The virus can detect whether the machine is physical or virtual.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The virus is double packed binaries. Compressed and encrypted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has thread injection capabilities.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memory image of the virus does not contain a valid PE header and does not import table that hampers dumping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spreads through internet and external devices like thumbdrives. If the system it is trying to infect is password protected, it will initiate brute force attack. This significantly increase network traffic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contacts over 50 000 websites across 110 top-level domains, to download its own virus updates.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is able to named pipe to tell other infected computers in the network that a particular website has a valid virus update.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is able to create ad-hoc peer-to-peer network to give and receive virus update to and from a lot of internet audience. Infecting better and more than the number of audience in named pipe infection and even possibly website updates. This part of the code is heavily obfuscated so even the white-hat community has a hard time figuring out how this works. But they have observed large-scale UDP scanning to build up a peer list of other infected computers. They also observe a lot of TCP connections for subsequent transfers of virus updates. Port numbers are also hashed from IP addresses of each peer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blocks all major anti-virus websites, security related websites and Microsoft.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blocks Windows updates, Background Intelligent Transfer Service (BITS), Windows Defender and Error Reporting Services.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline"&gt;Conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one heck of a virus maker. Even the virus I made some time ago don't even implement all the features. It spreads via user-action. I estimate that it only infected like 900 users. It did almost no harm other than affecting infected's profile page and their uploaded contents, manipulating voting scores and making/breaking friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That virus could have caused much more devastating effect but it was quickly disabled and I was also banned from the site temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Conficker is a different story. It uses so many state-of-the-art development processes, it is capable of so many functions and it is so resistant to counter-measures. It is as though the virus maker already had in mind that this virus is going to reverse engineered by some of the world's best anti-hacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such viruses around, it really dwarfs my accumulated knowledge on security. I defintely know more about virus and the protection against it than most common users. But I even am not confident I can protect my computer from such virus, let alone cure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! I really have a long way to go to learn more about technology and staying up with the latest tech trend. I'm going to sink into depression! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-1555054732644086992?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1555054732644086992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1555054732644086992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#1555054732644086992' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2938205667327287553</id><published>2009-03-29T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:03:33.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, I'm moving house soon! Well, that's 3 years later anyway! This afternoon, I just went to check out Dew Spring! It's just beside Northbrooks Secondary School. And I actually know a few people from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and I are going to pay this house together. It's going to cost S$227 700! I must work extra hard to pay for this. This is not inclusive of the renovation works, furnitures and my precious IT utilities! It's going to cost a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who have been accusing me of being a workaholic, I'm not! I'm working hard for my future! I'm going to pay for my own house! I'm going to live independently! While mummy is still paying for the house itself! I'm going to assist her in every way I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the house is ready, I would be having a steady income and I'm going to pay for all the renovation works. If all goes well, I'm going to even topup my mummy's CPF and pay for the house fully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, mummy isn't going to stay there for long. It's only a matter of time she goes to UK and be joined together with her hubby. She should and I'm not going to stop her from living life with her lover! Sure I will miss her and going to have to live alone independently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad mummy is still with me now, supporting me towards the workforce! I honour her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2938205667327287553?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2938205667327287553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2938205667327287553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#2938205667327287553' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-808372432607444730</id><published>2009-03-19T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:33:47.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eclipse.dzone.com/news/who-needs-online-ide" title="Who needs online IDE?"&gt;Who needs online IDE?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME! I'm starting to need such an IDE already. Being in places where my laptop can't go in is starting to become a problem for me. Plus, my laptop is heavy. If I can just go anywhere and start working, it would solve a lot of problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I can even start programming in my phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to be able to sign up at &lt;a href="http://phpanywhere.net/createaccount" title="PHPAnywhere"&gt;PHPAnywhere&lt;/a&gt;. But looks like that service is still not ready. I can't wait for Ecilpse 4 to be released. I want the power of Ecilpse 4 on the go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-808372432607444730?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/808372432607444730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/808372432607444730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#808372432607444730' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3832813887425447639</id><published>2009-03-08T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:38:13.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web 2.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a wonderful time yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning started with Blogout event at the Singapore Art Museum. It's great to see old faces again. Ever since I have to serve my NS, I really cannot afford the time to keep in touch with these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I would attend a lot of seminars and events to meet up with these people. But now, there's hardly the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first speaker was a traveller using blogs to publish his travels. He explains how he use blogs to publish and earn an income from it. I also want to learn how to date japanese girls. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, we have Lester speaking on wordpress, AGAIN! Every time he speaks, he only speaks on wordpress. If the audience keeps changing, I would think this works for him. But I often see old faces so I'm not sure if that's working out for him. So far he has a few people coming up to him to ask questions regarding his works. I guess that's a good sign for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, we had lunch. I got to speak to Coleman, Pamela, Gwen and Michael (founder of Comiqs). Looks like Michael is moving towards a new direction in his company. wisghing you all the best in his ventures. Maybe we can work together in future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next speaker we had was Yong Fook speaking on how to Fire Your Boss! Ok, not exactly fire your boss but rather earning an income through blogging. He proposed a few good business models and I think I want to try it out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had Claudia speaking like a sick person. Guess she wasn't feeling well or something. But she did introduce a good number of tools for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, our last speaker is Howie, president of The Digital Movement, reviewing on the book "Subject to Change: Creating Great Products and Services for an Uncertain World". The whole idea of the first chapter is that experience of the user comes first, not the number of features and enhancments. So next time, I'm going to sell experiences, not products or services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short break again so I went to take a bit of refreshments and then headed back to my seat. Since the room was a little empty, Lester sat in front of me and I'm a little bored at that time, I went up to him to talk. Looks like he's looking for a job already. But the economy is so bad, I guess finding a job is hard for him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we had world cafe where everybody talked, except me. Didn't really know a lot of people and I was probably just a small little guy in that place doing peanut stuff. Not the right time to voice my opinion. Couldn't really pin down what was the topic because it was ever changing but I did hear about stuffs on Mindef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5pm, and the whole thing is over. I would have stayed till 7pm but I realised, I FORGOT JOCELYN'S PRESENT! Quickly rush back home and go back to S.A.M. Maybe the good thing that I went home was that I could put down my heavy bag so I had a light load for Jocelyn's Birthday Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Jocelyn's turning 21! Happy Birthday! She's dressed up as a princess wearing pink all over, unsurprisingly. I also saw the photographer I introduced to her. Looks like he's doing a good job taking lots of photos. I think he also brought along another photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, had to keep posing! Brandon and Melvan, the photographers, kept taking photos over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was wonderful! I loved the fish and chicken. It was very well cooked, different from the ones I always eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her parents and closed ones were there. Then there's also all her friends that include primary school friends, secondary school friends and a few more from somewhere. I think I'm the only one who came online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's time to sing the birthday song for her, cut the cake and pose for a few photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn, send me the photos ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was wonderful! Later, I'm going to meet up with Peter. In maybe about 5 more days, he's going to Army! Got to go bath and get ready now... Byebye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3832813887425447639?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3832813887425447639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3832813887425447639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#3832813887425447639' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author><georss:featurename>71 Bras Basah Rd, Singapore</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.297067526212659 103.8509087562943</georss:point><georss:box>1.296397026212659 103.8499967562943 1.297738026212659 103.8518207562943</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4868887153511212193</id><published>2009-02-07T17:03:00.046+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:00:22.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Over 70 commits in 2 weeks. Finally, the first phase of Project: E-Assessment is done and ready for launch. It is still in Alpha Stages, don't there is hardly any practical features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a hard time for me during these 2 weeks, glueing my face on the monitor screen everyday. It's just not easy. But at the same time, I'm desperate! I don't like it that I am not achieving something in my life. I don't like that I am not doing what I desire to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to break my limits! I know I can do so much more. I know I have a lot of potential. I know I can do it! And I'm going to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to my daily routine of NS life now. Except that every night, I'm going to work on this project. Boss has agreed to bring my laptop every night to the doorstep of my camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This project must complete! Once it's done, I can imagine the funds we will be getting. And the company can grow to include other projects. Old projects can revive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of old projects, I used to have many pet projects. Most of them failed to complete. My anonymous tagger reminded me of all my old projects. I have renewed interest in them again. But at the same time, I'm not sure if it's the right time to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have company projects to settle. It won't take 1 day to complete either. I have no funds to work on so many projects at one time. I will have to put all my pet projects on hold. After all, my pet projects was used more like a learning journey in the past and it was fuelled by my passion to achieve something. I'm already working on something. Do I still need another now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I'm already starting to plan out what to do about my pet projects already. Since Anonymous is an amazing writer, why not he do the storyboarding? Every game needs an epic story. I also know where to find a fantastic graphic designer and photographer. I know who to look for for marketing strategies. I have the resources with me already, except funding and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are 2 obstacles that I must overcome. My pet project must put on hold till I find the funding and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me! Grant me my desires!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4868887153511212193?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4868887153511212193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4868887153511212193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#4868887153511212193' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3853656720954962948</id><published>2009-02-04T16:58:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:13:07.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ibuildings.com/blog/archives/1543-My-framework-is-better-than-all-other-frameworks.html"&gt;http://www.ibuildings.com/blog/archives/1543-My-framework-is-better-than-all-other-frameworks.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read finish this article and I'm utterly despaired by it, simply because I agree with it. There's just no single framework for all. Each framework has it's specialised use. Even I got to admit, my framework has major flaws that I need to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CakePHP is very good at rapid development. It's very convenient to use this framework that automates all the common operations. Yet, one major flaw it has is that it's among the slowest framework in the market. It's also not industrial recognised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of learning Zend Framework. It is industrial recognised. Zend Studio is also built to develop this framework with ease. Zend libraries can also be incorporated into most projects and frameworks, allowing Zend the penetrate into a lot of market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thinking of learning Yii Framework. It is among the fastest framework. As most IT business grow, their projects will ultimately have a speed bottleneck in their programmes. That's when switching to a faster framework because important. Moreover, I'm using a very slow framework. Its only a matter of time I have to switch to Yii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if Yii does not solve the problem of speed, then I have 2 choices: Go procedural or switch to a faster language. Python is among the fastest language in the world. If I have to, I may have to pick up this language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to learn, so little time to learn. I'm not superman! I have a National Service to serve. I don't like it that I cannot do all the things I want to do because of time constraints. If it was because I don't have access to the resources or due to safety, I wouldn't be so bothered about it. But just because I don't have time or money I can't learn, I don't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3853656720954962948?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3853656720954962948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3853656720954962948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#3853656720954962948' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8081847137314822230</id><published>2009-01-30T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:58:45.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to my Church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=a4e62eea22b1e63a390b" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8081847137314822230?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8081847137314822230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8081847137314822230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8081847137314822230' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-6464942439658962174</id><published>2009-01-30T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:56:34.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GIT is yet another example of how outdated I'm becoming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SVN used to be the upgrade of CVS. For some time, I have been using SVN. Just when I'm getting used to SVN, suddenly GIT comes along showing a lot more promises than SVN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes are just happening too fast. I don't have enough time to catch up. I hate going through NS. It's slowing me down. I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm impatient! I want things fast! I want things now! I want to consume everything I can while I can. I'm aiming high and going high. I won't for settle for something less!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-6464942439658962174?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6464942439658962174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/6464942439658962174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6464942439658962174' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7695677687800664924</id><published>2009-01-29T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:34:57.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Threading on the fine line of morality and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise saying goes, knowledge is power and power can corrupt. Everyday of my life, I have to be so careful with the knowledge I possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the years, I have hungered for lots of knowledge. I have acquired skills of many kinds. From swimming to dancing to programming to singing to many others. I have never thought of the responsibility behind all the knowledge I possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never really through my responsibilities for possessing it until the recent years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the abilities to probe into the private lives of others. I can distribute the lives of others anonymously. I can create worms and viruses to steal and destroy. I can do so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these power is within my grasp. I am responsible for the power that I have. Knowledge never seemed so scary before. Power never seems so real before. I am no longer proud of what I know. Only burdened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt good in the past. When you and the rest of the readers would look up to me. I don't feel good anymore. I can no longer tell anybody where I've been before, what I've worked as before, who I've worked with before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power and power can corrupt. With great power, comes great responsibility. I'm going to need help in this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7695677687800664924?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7695677687800664924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7695677687800664924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#7695677687800664924' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-792996082717675620</id><published>2009-01-28T19:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:26:45.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am, sitting in the library noisily. Yup! Noisily! I'm listening to my MP3 now and the whole library is so quiet other than my MP3s and typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I haven't been sleeping over at home. I don't like to sleep at home. It's always noisy and the lights never go off. It's annoying. I want to move out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the days I'm coding. So much better than being in camp. I get to doing what I have most passion in. I achieve so much more doing it. Now, I wish I can go back to that kind of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai... I guess I'm going to spend my time coding now. Tata...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-792996082717675620?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/792996082717675620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/792996082717675620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#792996082717675620' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7851822001898768373</id><published>2009-01-23T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:58:59.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most days, I'm just plain lonely... Not that I don't have friends, but that I don't have friends whom I can connect with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm complaining. I'm just observing my life and looking back in my life. I still haven't encounter a lot of people who shares the same life as I do. Ironically, that's what I expect. I'm unique and special in my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Marc said was right. There was a time when I feel unique, therefore, it makes me feel special. It's a period of time when I feel above others. After a period of feeling special, there comes loneliness. That's when I realise that there's no one like me, who really understands me, who really shares my passion in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm waiting for the period when I will feel that I'm not that unique after all. That I and others have something in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite certain it's not going to be related to my work. So far, there's no one who shares my skill sets. It's far too specialised. I'm looking more into hobbies like sarging, dancing, enjoying music and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, I have a career to work on...&lt;br /&gt;God, help me! I have a business crisis to solve. Whatever happens, I still aim to glory you. I'm waiting for the day I'm writing cheques into the envelope, no more red colour notes. Grant me my wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7851822001898768373?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7851822001898768373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7851822001898768373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#7851822001898768373' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8975870619598855817</id><published>2009-01-18T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T00:40:06.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The US credit crunch is really affecting my company a lot! With so many employees retrenched and salaries are frozen, my company just can't survive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai... What a bad time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I will have to embark on a new project. A small project that can bring in income during this time of turmoil. At least to stay afloat till my company funds are unfrozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, I'm so glad I have the support of my friends. Thanks Kai Sheng and Samuel. I keep your words in mind. I will fulfil my purpose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8975870619598855817?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8975870619598855817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8975870619598855817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8975870619598855817' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2301957530200022985</id><published>2009-01-01T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T07:48:59.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shiok ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;Today is a fantastic day! Wooooo!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a hangout at Paya Lebar. Had one of the best days of my life in 2008! Can't believe the best day in 2008 is actually the last day! So much fun and music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, chiong DOTA all the way! A little tired now but I'm just too lazy to sleep. I'm going to work on my stuff. Tonight, I'm going back to Sungeu so I'm going to make full use of my time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys! Love you all the way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2301957530200022985?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2301957530200022985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2301957530200022985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2301957530200022985' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-713567756830239117</id><published>2008-12-26T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:56:56.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Christmas! This season, I received 6 cards and 2 presents from my friends. I love my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina, you're awesome too! I'll come to you in future for beauty products! I can think of many girls who needs it!&lt;br /&gt;Pei Shan, I'm going to continue being radical! Count on me for that!&lt;br /&gt;Jolaine, I will definitely continue growing strong in my walk! Good health, peave and love to you too!&lt;br /&gt;XinYi, love seeing you week after week! See you again in another week! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;JieXin, love being back too!&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia, great having you too. Will try not to poke you so much! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so bad that I did not prepare much gift for you guys. Promise will do better the next time round! Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-713567756830239117?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/713567756830239117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/713567756830239117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#713567756830239117' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-388225620860010456</id><published>2008-12-19T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:06:53.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Technology is changing too fast! In just a mere few weeks I downloaded CakePHP 1.2.0.7692, 1.2.0.7945 just got released today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really starting to hate going to camp. I'm totally out of touch with technology there. Whenever I return home, I have a least 2 things to do. First, I have to keep up with the latest technology and trends. Second, I must make sure my skills do not get rusty. In fact, my skills must remain relevant to the current trend of technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this, I have a lot of other things to balance. I have a business to manage, God to spend time with, friends to hang out with and a personal "ME" time. There's practically no time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who always complain that there's not enough time and there's too much stress in life, try mine! If you are equal or worse off, then I will accept your complain as legitimate. The amount of stress I handle everyday is not for the faint of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well! Life will be as such for the next 17 months. Won't be searching for the special person of my life during this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-388225620860010456?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/388225620860010456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/388225620860010456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#388225620860010456' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2638511572571912728</id><published>2008-12-07T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T10:42:33.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where is my lifemate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen so many girls in my life and I could hardly find the right one for me. So far, I have found 2 girls who have met my standards. Unfortunately, they are both older than me. And that's the only 2 girls I've dated and older than me. The rest are younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sad! All the younger girls are way too immature. They know so little about men. They expect men to love women the way they love. Not faced with problems that men face. So naive! No display of lady-likeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm going to have to remain single for some time. Until the girls grow older and matured like the 2 special ones I've met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, I will work on myself. I will continue to gather feedback from people and see what need improving. My financial situation has improved many folds compared to 2 years ago. I still have a charactor to build. And a world to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2638511572571912728?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2638511572571912728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2638511572571912728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2638511572571912728' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-1872898880230923607</id><published>2008-12-03T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:45:08.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hai... Atheist are being stupid again! Advertising around with words like "There's probably no God" and "Imagine... no religion".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite obvious they are losing ground in the scientific arena already! They can't prove God doesn't exist. Now they are appealing to our imagination. How unscientific!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no claim here that God fails to satisfy some criterion of scientific validation.  We hear nothing about how evolution has undermined the traditional "argument from design."  There's not even a whisper about how science is based on reason while Christianity is based on faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we are given the simple assertion that there is probably no God, followed by the counsel to go ahead and have fun.  In other words, let's not let God and his commandments get in the way of enjoying life.  "Be good for goodness sake" is true as far as it goes, but it doesn't go very far.  The question remains: what is the source of these standards of goodness that seem to be shared by religious and non-religious people alike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know why atheists seem to have given up the scientific card, the current issue of Discover magazine provides part of the answer.  The magazine has an interesting story by Tim Folger which is titled "Science's Alternative to an Intelligent Creator."  The article begins by noting "an extraordinary fact about the universe: its basic properties are uncannily suited for life."  As physicist Andrei Linde puts it, "We have a lot of really, really strange coincidences, and all of these coincidences are such that they make life possible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many "coincidences," however, imply a plot.  Folger's article shows that if the numerical values of the universe, from the speed of light to the strength of gravity, were even slightly different, there would be no universe and no life.  Recently scientists have discovered that most of the matter and energy in the universe is made up of so-called "dark" matter and "dark" energy.  Even the quantity of dark energy seems precisely calibrated to make possible not only our universe but observers like us who can comprehend that universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Steven Weinberg, the Nobel laureate in physics and an outspoken atheist, remarks that "this is fine-tuning that seems to be extreme, far beyond what you could imagine just having to accept as a mere accident."  And physicist Freeman Dyson draws the appropriate conclusion from the scientific evidence to date: "The universe in some sense knew we were coming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folger then admits that this line of reasoning makes a number of scientists very uncomfortable.  "Physicists don't like coincidences."  "They like even less the notion that life is somehow central to the universe, and yet recent discoveries are forcing them to confront that very idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently many physicists are exploring an alternative possibility: multiple universes.  "Our universe may be but one of perhaps infinitely many universes in an inconceivably vast multiverse."  Folger says that "short of invoking a benevolent creator" this is the best that modern science can do.  For contemporary physicists, he writes, this "may well be the only viable nonreligious explanation" for our fine-tuned universe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The appeal of multiple universes—perhaps even an infinity of universes—is that when there are billions and billions of possibilities then even very unlikely outcomes are going to be realized somewhere.  Consequently if there were an infinity of universes, something like our universe is certain to appear at some point.  What to us seems like incredible coincidence can be explained as the result of a mathematical inevitability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difficulty, as Folger makes clear, is that there is no empirical evidence for the existence of any universes other than our own.  Moreover, there may never be such evidence.  That's because if there are other universes they will operate according to different laws of physics than the ones in our universe, and consequently they are permanently and inescapably inaccessible to us.  Andrei Linde comments, "In some other universe, people there will see different laws of physics.  They will not see our universe.  They will see only theirs."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article in Discover concludes on a somber note.  Some scientists are hoping that their multiple universes theory will gain plausibility if it can produce predictions about our universe that can be empirically tested.  "For many physicists, however, the multiverse remains a desperate measure ruled out by the impossibility of confirmation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder atheists are sporting billboards asking us to "imagine…no religion."  When science, far from disproving God, seems to be pointing with ever-greater precision toward transcendence, imagination and wishful thinking seem all that is left for the atheists to count on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-1872898880230923607?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1872898880230923607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1872898880230923607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1872898880230923607' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-560877419301868788</id><published>2008-11-15T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:27:13.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today is a satisfying day! I finally got a virtual machine running in my company's server already. More than just running, I solved a big headache. Anyway, my virtual machines are able to connect to the internet already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also learnt more about NAT. NAT is a brilliant thing, solving one of today's technological limitations. Unfortunately, NAT is something I have to learn more in-depth before I can fully control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love days like these. I've grown so much in one day than 4 months in Army. There's so much more to learn, so much more relevant to the industry and today's times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my passion, my drive, my motivation. And I'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I spent some time with my CGmates. They are such a family to me. KS is my leader and also a brother to me. Samuel is always talking out of sync. Sometimes, hard to figure if what he said is a joke. Chek Yeow is my long time buddy. Pei Shan will always be the scaredy type. Harmless cat also scared. Then there's also Rebecca, the naggy mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have so much fun with them. Sure they have let me down a little, but so what? They're my family. I once left my family a long time ago. But now, I'm back! It's great to be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to see my friends again! Can't wait for it. Meantime, I'm going to sleep in the office tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-560877419301868788?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/560877419301868788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/560877419301868788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#560877419301868788' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3761319360697285635</id><published>2008-11-11T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:17:10.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really lacking in time!&lt;br /&gt;This week, I have been coming home every night just to complete my work. But everytime I leave my house, I leave my work undone as well. I'm getting frustrated at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays are also fully packed already. I'm only left with Sundays for my real free-time. It's specially reserved for my friends and family. Nothing is more important than that. That's why confinement is a definite No-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get confinement for unreasonable reasons, I will really complain out loud. Nobody have any idea each confinement cost for me. For others, confinement just means staying in camp and get bored. For me, it's hundreds of thousands of dollars at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already rushing back home this week every night to get the job done. I still can't finish it. I wish I don't have to go back to camp all the time. I need more time myself. If not, at least let me bring my laptop to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I just need to more time. I'm thinking of converting my PSP to a miniaturised computer. I think it's the best solution for now. The other more expensive option is to get a carputer. Then I can bring a computer to camp everyday! Haha... It's going to be extremely expensive anyway! I'll figure something out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3761319360697285635?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3761319360697285635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3761319360697285635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3761319360697285635' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2319542605235826294</id><published>2008-11-10T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:06:35.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got a new phone! But this time, I can't use it much. It's a camera phone! But I'm loving it! I still haven't got the time to test it yet since I can't bring it to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Sony Ericsson W960. I heard it's quite a good phone from the casing and features available. But I'm not quite sure what it's capable of doing. Besides, if I were to really use this phone, I need to transfer all my contacts from BlackBerry to this new system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to start figuring out how to use this soon. I hate going to Army!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2319542605235826294?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2319542605235826294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2319542605235826294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#2319542605235826294' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3923769605328780174</id><published>2008-11-05T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:06:25.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really starting to hate my superior at camp. She's so unreasonable. She will pick out every single fault and blame it on somebody other than herself. She will go to the extend of blame her faults on others. I can't believe I have such superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My department has extremely poor leadership. It's a no wonder things are starting to fall apart. My fellow colleages have to do all her work. Their payslip don't even justify the enormous amount of hardwork they put in. Yet, they still do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finish my work quickly, she scolds me for being so free. When I finish my work slowly, she scolds for being so slow. When I do things well, she will find the slightest unsatisfaction unrelated to my objective of my work, then scold me. When I did rubbish work, she will find all unsatisfaction with my work, then scold me. At the end of the scolding, things will get down to personal talk. That's when the target is not my work but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't even know a single thing about her work. She's like a goon. I feel like I have been following orders from a blind man. This is not how I'm going to manage my company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3923769605328780174?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3923769605328780174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3923769605328780174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3923769605328780174' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8052498647063584285</id><published>2008-10-20T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:16:41.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging through blackberry is really causing my webpages to go haywire! My pages are no longer perfect. Looks like I need to revamp my codes soon to suit my blackberry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8052498647063584285?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8052498647063584285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8052498647063584285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8052498647063584285' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-9216124434461443820</id><published>2008-10-11T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:25:04.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My God! I have never seen a PUA in action before until yesterday! Azim is incredible in this! I witness first hand the way he execute his moves! It was smooth!&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve got a lot to learn from him! Meantime, I&amp;#39;m going to help him out the areas I can do for him.&lt;p&gt;He&amp;#39;d in pretty much the same situation as me. He was right at the peak of his career when he received his letter of NS. If it wasn&amp;#39;t for NS, we would have already gone far and ahead in our career. Success would follow our way through.&lt;p&gt;Shariff as well. I believe he would have gone far if not for NS. things would be so different for him.&lt;p&gt;Right now, I&amp;#39;m going to help these men achieve their dreams. I will remember what these men want and do what I can for them!&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-9216124434461443820?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/9216124434461443820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/9216124434461443820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#9216124434461443820' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-5106829516688008478</id><published>2008-10-03T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:07:54.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Seeing what others see isn’t always easy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Clyde and Dee Kilough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Inspection&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is told about an army inspection that was being conducted by a full colonel. The review was going well until the officer came to a young recruit. The colonel looked him up and down and snapped, “Button that pocket, soldier!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rattled young soldier said, “R...R…Right now, sir?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course, right now!” roared the colonel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point the soldier reached out very carefully and buttoned the flap on the colonel’s shirt pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, all of us can be like that colonel. He was quick to detect the soldier’s uniform problem, but hadn’t noticed his own. The faults of others stick out like a sore thumb but our own are often hard to spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s make it our goal not to focus on the faults of others but instead take up arms to battle our own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-5106829516688008478?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5106829516688008478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5106829516688008478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5106829516688008478' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4430713985137439152</id><published>2008-10-02T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:01:36.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Few days ago, I was having a conversation with my lady friend. We talked about various topics and was having fun with her. But there was this one part that made me ponder a lot when I went back home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was talking about my past relationships with my girlfriends. About how I treated them well and maybe badly as well. Then she said that I might not have been understanding enough. That I need to be more caring and loving.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I got a little agitated and felt like telling her back. But I didn&amp;#39;t anyway. She is my friend after all and she meant no harm. But what I don&amp;#39;t understand is, why must it be the men&amp;#39;s fault if the relationship fails? Why isn&amp;#39;t it due to her disrespect towards the men?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Women want to be loved. Men want to be respected. Isn&amp;#39;t it fair that we men ask to be respected as much as a women ask to be loved? This isn&amp;#39;t a one way relationship, whereby the men keep giving and she only keep receiving.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We can express our love towards our girlfriends. But if that expression is not reciprocated, we simply just stop. We energy to keep going is to know that you have been loved. We want to know that we mean something to you, not an ATM machine. We don&amp;#39;t exist for your pleasure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You ladies are looking for the right one. Have you ever thought of being the right one? Are you so caught up in your career that you have lost your role as a mother and a wife?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To the disgusted men, are you so caught up with self-pleasure that you have lost your role as a father and husband? That you would want your wife to work so that you can live a better life? Wouldn&amp;#39;t you encourage her to have a wonderful motherhood, even if it means far lesser for yourself? It is more meaningful and more lasting than a fleeting job. Sure, a part-time job is great, as long as she is still able to fulfil her role and function!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Singaporean ladies, it&amp;#39;s time you wake up!&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4430713985137439152?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4430713985137439152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4430713985137439152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4430713985137439152' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4258389895064333959</id><published>2008-10-02T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:34:06.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was FANTASTIC!!! I haven&amp;#39;t chiong my days for a long time already!!! Last night, I spent the entire night at Boon Kiat&amp;#39;s house. We were playing games for the whole night till 6am in the morning! Kin Wai and Paul Victor was there too! Too bad he left early and spoilt the fun...&lt;p&gt;We played DOTA, Starcraft and all other Warcraft maps. I was the only one still fully awake to play all the way. But everyone managed to play all the way too. Just that at the end of the day, Kin Wai and Boon Kiat dropped dead.&lt;p&gt;I went home and dropped dead too for 3 hours before I left my house and went to Vivocity to meet up with my CGmates. In the beginning, I could feel the fatigue. After awhile with them, my fatigue was non-existence! It was very fun!&lt;p&gt;We actually wanted to wait for someone. But we could not contact him. His phone was out of battery. We tried ways to search for him but couldn&amp;#39;t get him. Until somebody came up with the bright idea of reporting him as a 5 year old brother lost. Haha... It was funny! The announcement got through! &amp;quot;Dear shoppers. There is a boy missing by the name, Jackson Lim. If anybody see him, kindly bring him to the reception counter. Thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;In the end, what happened was that, he haven&amp;#39;t even reached Vivocity. He was late, so we couldn&amp;#39;t find him.&lt;p&gt;I also saw Yumiko. Haha... She still has this blur blur look on her face. Her mummy was around, so I didn&amp;#39;t want to talk to her too much and left. I would have invited her along to have fun if it wasn&amp;#39;t for her father&amp;#39;s attitude.&lt;p&gt;After that, we went to sentosa through cable car! It was a beautiful scenery! I could so many places in one shot. I could see all the office buildings, identify some of them, look at the ships, see ant-size humans and so much more. I wished the entire journey lasted a little longer.&lt;p&gt;Sentosa was fun! Luge was the best! We were racing against each other and bumping one another. Crazy match! But I came in first! Wahaha... Then I went exploring a few places. Wish I could write them down but I don&amp;#39;t have time to write it!&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I&amp;#39;m in camp already and I need to catch up with my sleep. When I get the pictures, I&amp;#39;ll post some of them up.&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4258389895064333959?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4258389895064333959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4258389895064333959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4258389895064333959' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8044428470955977506</id><published>2008-09-17T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:53:55.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the unappreciative women of Singapore, and only the the unappreciative women of Singapore, be thankful you don&amp;#39;t have to serve 2 years in Day-care!&lt;p&gt;We know food that is appealing but not good for us is aptly called Junk Food! We need to develop a concept of Junk Women!&lt;p&gt;Good looks does not equate to good partners.&lt;p&gt;Women are not naturally more caring, more loving, more unselfish and more nurturing than men are.&lt;p&gt;Women demand sex as much as men do. Men demand by expressing desire, women demand by dressing up scandalously.&lt;p&gt;Feminism: It&amp;#39;s all about me... Feminism today is wed to the culture of celebrity and self-obsession&lt;br&gt;- Time magazine, June 29, 1998&lt;p&gt;My kind, caring, sharing side is my kind, caring, sharing side, not my female side.&lt;p&gt;Women are not naturally more committed to monogamy than men are.&lt;p&gt;If a woman is going to expect the man to open the door for her, the man should start wondering what &amp;quot;old-fashion&amp;quot; things she is going to do for him.&lt;p&gt;Do men have to pay for dates because men make more money, or do men make more money because men have to pay for dates?&lt;p&gt;Any woman who expects the man to pay for everything all the time is behaving like a spoilt princess... A woman who has the means to pay for a date but refuses to do so is saying the pleasure of the man&amp;#39;s company is not worth the price of dinner. Why should any man want to waste his time with a woman who has such a low opinion of him?&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;If she doesn&amp;#39;t offer by the second date, it&amp;#39;s over.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Aside from who pays, it&amp;#39;s also important who ask.&lt;p&gt;The Number One reason why we earn more money than women do: we have little choice.&lt;p&gt;If a woman sees an expensive house and say to her husband, &amp;quot;woo... I could live like that&amp;quot;, is like a man sees a beautiful lady and say to her wife, &amp;quot;woo... I could make love to her&amp;quot;. Call it sensitivity training.&lt;p&gt;Some people want to hear about our feelings only so they can shame and manipulate us with them.&lt;p&gt;Respect your lover as an equal partner. You don&amp;#39;t own him; he does not exist for the sole purpose of providing your pleasure.&lt;p&gt;Some women are blind to the problems men face. Stay clear of them.&lt;p&gt;There are women incite aggression in their husbands to find a reason to divorce with them and go scot-free.&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8044428470955977506?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8044428470955977506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8044428470955977506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8044428470955977506' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-5658167351044864592</id><published>2008-09-08T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:14:19.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was once a doctor working in a hospital. However, she wasn&amp;#39;t working in any ordinary hospital! It was a hospital specially for young children.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For years she worked there, there would be cases then children had to die because of some incurable diseases. And then she will always ask God, why He would bring a child into this world, just to die!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For many years, she hated God because of this! She would do everything possible to save every child in her hands! She told herself that she will find cure for every disease she finds in every child!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;True enough, she found a lot of cures for the children for the 7 years in the hospital. She quickly rose up to be the leader and the medicine field with many specialist learning of her knowledge and breakthrough in the medical field!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yet, no every child that came under her care was saved. Her heart was hardened towards God!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One day, one of child who had a rare brain disease was under her care and she could not find any cure for him! Yet, this boy was never sad! Always ever joyful and bringing smiles to every other patients in his ward!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So she asked this little boy, &amp;quot;why are you always so cheerful and happy?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Because I&amp;#39;m living up to my purpose in life before my time is up!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;But you&amp;#39;re so young! You can&amp;#39;t do much at this age, adding the fact that you&amp;#39;re have a disease that is uncurable!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;That doesn&amp;#39;t mean I don&amp;#39;t have a purpose in life! God sent me here for a reason!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;So then what is your purpose?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;That you may find yours!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-5658167351044864592?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5658167351044864592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/5658167351044864592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5658167351044864592' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-8008278823238375509</id><published>2008-09-05T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:22:11.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zend Framework 1.6 is out and I don't even know about it. It's so hard to keep myself updated in camp! The world is changing so fast and I cannot keep up the pace before I got enlisted. Now it's even harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has got to be a better way to fix this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-8008278823238375509?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8008278823238375509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/8008278823238375509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8008278823238375509' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7975681603238159846</id><published>2008-09-03T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:20:46.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web 2.0'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great! Another browser coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Now the world has 6 internet browsers. It's going to give me a big headache as a developer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tested out Chrome already on my own blog and it's not working already. I don't even feel like including Chrome into consideration when I'm designing! In fact, I don't even care about compatibility issues anymore. It's time the browsers start obeying the rules of HTML, not us obeying to browsers flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sicking and tired of opening 4 browsers at one time during development. It's so resource-hogging! I've completely given up on Internet Explorer 6! It totally sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there's yet another browser coming up! Pogo better be standards compliant! Or else, I'm going to curse it to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, I'm going to make sure my codes are a little more conventional! My blog ain't very conventional, which probably explains why it's not working in Chrome. But I'm figure something out someday! When I have free time, I'm going to do something about my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for my blog design to change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7975681603238159846?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7975681603238159846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7975681603238159846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7975681603238159846' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7376669989854712627</id><published>2008-09-02T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:38:15.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This camp is always so infested with mosquitoes! I only came back to my bunk today. I shake some of my stuffs and those stupid mozzies starting flying out! Managed to smack 3 mozzies!&lt;p&gt;Thou shall not be a bloodsucker, SUCKER! MWAHAHAHA......&lt;p&gt;So far, I think my life here has been very good! Not too tough or stressful! There&amp;#39;s a fair bit of freedom and I&amp;#39;m also getting quite familiar with my job scope!&lt;p&gt;Occasionally, there will be stray dogs walking around! There is a particular black dog that comes often! Quite a friendly dog! Looks like a golden retriever, but it&amp;#39;s black! I guess it&amp;#39;s a BLACK Retriever! Haha...&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7376669989854712627?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7376669989854712627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7376669989854712627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7376669989854712627' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3300345895998583332</id><published>2008-08-30T08:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T08:54:28.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web 2.0'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I once talked to a 16 year old kid online. He is a programmer just like me, at a very young age. In fact, he started younger than me. We talked a lot on our choice of language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the key factors that affected his choice of language is that open source has less security. This is a factor that I constantly disagree. I often hear from news that open source products are way more security than propriatery products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, Malaysian schools are adopting OpenOffice products due to increased security reasons. Many of the government sectors are deploying open source solutions because this reason as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zdnetasia.com/news/software/0,39044164,62045435,00.htm?scid=nl_z_ntnw"&gt;http://www.zdnetasia.com/news/software/0,39044164,62045435,00.htm?scid=nl_z_ntnw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started questioning him why he thinks open source reduces security. The only reason he gave is that the codes are open to anyone to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I have experienced myself the increased security with open source products. If there is any security flaw, it is due to my fault in programming. That I did not add in security measures when the source is compromised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he is right in his own ways, that if his source code is open to public, it will compromise his security. And that also tells me that he doesn't know how to secure his own products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have Microsoft protected its code violently and hackers still manage to reverse engineer it? How many times have I seen online viruses on websites? How many of you still remember the MySpace worm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security through obscurity only serves as short term security. It is only a matter of time somebody figures out something against us programmers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3300345895998583332?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3300345895998583332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3300345895998583332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3300345895998583332' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-2680571827823312310</id><published>2008-08-30T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:19:37.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Opps... Bad entry! Pressed wrong button! Anyway, I was saying that there&amp;#39;s this giy who taught me about the history of certain things in life and I am starting to appreciate more in life.&lt;p&gt; In fact, I love my life! I rthink it&amp;#39;s great and I should be grateful! I hope to meet him in 5 years and be what he said I would be!&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-2680571827823312310?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2680571827823312310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/2680571827823312310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2680571827823312310' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4796416837545285105</id><published>2008-08-30T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:07:19.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok! End of party! Today was very fruitful! I met the mentor of my ex-boss! I feel that I have learnt a few valuable lessons from him!&lt;p&gt;I only know him as wong! He feels that I have.   D&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4796416837545285105?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4796416837545285105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4796416837545285105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4796416837545285105' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7758643576822065094</id><published>2008-08-29T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:07:50.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm... I&amp;#39;m feeling a bit dizzy and I&amp;#39;m losing my voice! Previously, I was talking normally to people. But now, my voice is getting coarse!&lt;p&gt; I must talk less now! My voice is important!&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7758643576822065094?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7758643576822065094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7758643576822065094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7758643576822065094' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-1798878254514271550</id><published>2008-08-29T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:42:45.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was just talking to a few ladies just now! Lydia, Melissa, Boony and Louis.&lt;p&gt;To me, Melissa seems to be the cutest to me! I guess her age to be 25 but she should be older.&lt;p&gt;Then the most socialable and the most china-like is Boony. I have no idea why her name is Boony. We had a good chat.&lt;p&gt;In the middle of the chat, I&amp;#39;m starting to loe my voice. My voice needs a rest and I&amp;#39;m lying on a sofa writing this email!&lt;p&gt;I definitely miss my days with my usual crowd!&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-1798878254514271550?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1798878254514271550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/1798878254514271550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1798878254514271550' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4841107337902306828</id><published>2008-08-29T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:35:25.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everywhere I go, I always feel that I&amp;#39;m the youngest! I&amp;#39;m at KandiBar now with a lot of business people and I&amp;#39;m the youngest among the crowd.&lt;p&gt;Everytime I get back to my profession, I hardly find anyone near my age. I guess that&amp;#39;s a good thing?&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4841107337902306828?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4841107337902306828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4841107337902306828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4841107337902306828' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3435594155572305261</id><published>2008-08-26T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:33:39.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JegX0PyfV8/SLP4I5OCkbI/AAAAAAAAACs/gYdNm6T4PBk/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlyZF9pbl9idW5rX3dpdGhfbWUuanBn%3F%3D-719119"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JegX0PyfV8/SLP4I5OCkbI/AAAAAAAAACs/gYdNm6T4PBk/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlyZF9pbl9idW5rX3dpdGhfbWUuanBn%3F%3D-719119"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238803623244370354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JegX0PyfV8/SLP4JNUA5SI/AAAAAAAAAC0/u6G1hB1ETSs/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlyZF9vbl9teV9oYW5kLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-720336"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JegX0PyfV8/SLP4JNUA5SI/AAAAAAAAAC0/u6G1hB1ETSs/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlyZF9vbl9teV9oYW5kLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-720336"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238803628638135586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JegX0PyfV8/SLP4JMYbCUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nrJN-qdmN5Y/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlyZF9vbl9teV9oYW5kXzIuanBn%3F%3D-720788"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JegX0PyfV8/SLP4JMYbCUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nrJN-qdmN5Y/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlyZF9vbl9teV9oYW5kXzIuanBn%3F%3D-720788"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238803628388190530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JegX0PyfV8/SLP4JldjYHI/AAAAAAAAADE/2nAg3QLAlJk/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FY2Flc2FyX3dpdGhfYmlyZC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-722437"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JegX0PyfV8/SLP4JldjYHI/AAAAAAAAADE/2nAg3QLAlJk/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FY2Flc2FyX3dpdGhfYmlyZC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-722437"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238803635120595058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My first post writing while in camp! Today, as I going for my dinner, I notice this bird on the floor! Then I took a closer look, IT&amp;#39;S REALLY A BIRD!!! So cute! Then I brought it to dinner with me. The cookhouse was not crowded at all so it did not attract any attention.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After that, I brought it back to bunk. Small bird need lodging, so my bunkmates all figure out all sorts of ingenius ideas. One of them suggested KFC! Feel like wacking him up! In the end, we use the rubbish bin as a cage!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The trange thing is that this bird doesn&amp;#39;t want to fly away! Instead, it kept flying onto my head and resting on my head! Haha... I guess it likes me! We gave this bird a name, Armourer!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have attached the photos along with this email. I wonder if you guys can see it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Currently, I&amp;#39;m just lying on my bed. The bird is just beside me. It&amp;#39;s actually sleeping&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, anyway, that&amp;#39;s for today in camp! Going to sleep now! Tomorrow, I have to wake up early for waterpoint!&lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry from SingTel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3435594155572305261?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3435594155572305261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3435594155572305261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3435594155572305261' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JegX0PyfV8/SLP4I5OCkbI/AAAAAAAAACs/gYdNm6T4PBk/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmlyZF9pbl9idW5rX3dpdGhfbWUuanBn%3F%3D-719119' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3133618109592372340</id><published>2008-08-25T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:20:13.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If anybody can see this blogpost, I&amp;#39;m jumping around in my office now! Haha... That&amp;#39;s because I&amp;#39;m blogging through blackberry!&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m setting up my blog to be able to write post using emails! Now, I can blog when I&amp;#39;m in camp! Yay!!!&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I&amp;#39;m getting back to my work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3133618109592372340?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3133618109592372340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3133618109592372340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3133618109592372340' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-4197587748037580708</id><published>2008-08-08T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:38:50.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally home again and able to find time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, right after camp, I often rush back to office to handle a lot of matters. A lot of matters were waiting for my input before progressing. The company is really making big decisions and they needed my opinion before they can make an accurate assessment and an informed decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I rushed back to office to settle stuffs regarding the company website first. I realised that there are a lot of miscommunication due to impersonal communication through the phone and emails. As I often emphasise, face-to-face interaction is important in order to communicate better. Today's work submission was good, but was not as the company wanted. So I was quite disappointed. Today, I finally get to meet Adrian face-to-face, so we cleared up on a lot of concepts and ideas to make the website as we want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the website assessment, I had to look through the report on the webhosts solutions. The report was not comprehensive but was good enough to make a good decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4pm, I had to rush to Singtel office with boss for a meeting. I really learnt a lot with what Singtel service can offer. The thing that I learnt is that they offer fiber optics all the way to the office at a very expensive price. No wonder FTTH is still not available yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also such thing as the international lease line. Such lines are extremely expensive, but extremely fast to specific countries. I can only think of certain scenarios where such lines can be fully utilised for maximum benefit to the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I rushed back to office again to settle administrative stuff with Kelvin. Fantastic guy! I finally got my blackberry working fully. There's so many things that I need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have to learn how to fully utilise the phone I have just as I have for my computers. My computers are fantastic machines that is able to accomplish many things for me. Fully personalized and optimized for my own usage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I have to learn is to fully utilize my PSP. The more I learn about my PSP, the more I feel that PSP is just a mini-laptop. It's capable of converting into a phone, a camera, MSN Messenger, video player, MP3 player, website surfing, etc... Anybody who can programme for PSP is able to make this PSP do almost everything a laptop is capable of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it's not the same for a phone due to hardware limitations. The processor is much slower and has lesser RAM in a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been posted to Sungei Gedong now. Life's been not very smooth inside. Don't quite like the environment. Especially the people and the office. The people, to me, is quite aimless. But I guess I wouldn't want to comment on them yet because I don't know them that well. The office is just plain horrible. So many paper work! This should not be the case. It should be paperless office already. I can't believe the army is so backward when it comes to office work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I will have to bear with the system until something is in place. I'm going to just have an "Ok lor" attitude there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-4197587748037580708?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4197587748037580708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/4197587748037580708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4197587748037580708' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-3391299326004937715</id><published>2008-07-25T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:59:42.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally! My first hot bath after 15 days. I have been stuck in Pulau Tekong for so long. I've been out of touch with technology and friends. But the 2 things I miss out is my computer and my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm thinking of bringing a bit of my civilian life in camp. I really cannot adjust fully to the military life there. I miss my job and my tech gadgets a lot. I'm losing contacts with my friends and my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I need to get myself Blackberry and PSP into camp. Blackberry should be able to keep me in contact with the world outside. PSP should be able to keep me entertained everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a MessBoy is could a fun and boring job at the same time. I have so many games to play, but sometimes I cannot play them at all. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm secretly hoping to either be a MessBoy or Clerk for the next 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I need to do some chores now. lots of emails to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-3391299326004937715?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3391299326004937715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/3391299326004937715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3391299326004937715' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-629141293020141512</id><published>2008-07-25T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:55:46.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16 days away from home only and I have 444 emails to read. So many! I'm going to sleep first! Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll read the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-629141293020141512?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/629141293020141512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/629141293020141512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#629141293020141512' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6804651.post-7192100292191550161</id><published>2008-07-07T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:01:08.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I believe matches are made in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe people are always made in pairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe pairs are made in ways opposite of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the opposites of each other are only meant to complement each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe arguments and fights exist to understand each other's unique role and purpose for one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe real love is only possible within realistic expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe materials should never blind our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe love last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe matches are made in Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6804651-7192100292191550161?l=profire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7192100292191550161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6804651/posts/default/7192100292191550161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profire.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#7192100292191550161' title=''/><author><name>ProFire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453226716504352135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/5718/myhandsomefacecq5.png'/></author></entry></feed>
