<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996</id><updated>2011-11-18T13:15:40.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As A Croupier</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>388</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-863743510542475888</id><published>2011-11-18T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T13:15:40.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Effects Of Gambling</title><content type='html'>The other time I went to Genting to gamble, I won, this time I went back, I lost. About RM750 that's about SGD300+ like that. But for me it's not about the money, it's about the experience, the psychological effect it has. When I won, I have problem sleeping. Too excited to sleep I guess. When I first time do cash buy in with RM 200 and won an additional RM 350, I was super excited and happy but I decided to call it a day and retire to my room. I simply can't sleep at all. Although I'm in the hotel room, my mind is still in the casino. I only manage to get short naps. But even in short naps, I still dream of gambling... Throughout my 3 day stay there, I couldn't get a single proper sleep. My mind was preoccupied with gambling... All I wanted to do is to go back there and play some more. And when I did, I was on role. I was winning. Even the players around me follow me wherever I bet. Of course there are some who bet the opposite. But for some reason, I was winning... This time, I buy in with RM 500 and I won an additional RM 500. I decide to call it a day and spend on anything but gambling. So on that trip, my expenditure was covered. On that trip, I went to Genting with RM 1225 and leave with RM 1211. Only when I reach home did I manage to actually get some sleep... And OH MAN!!! did I sleep. I slept over 12 hours. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This trip on the other hand, I lost. Compare to other gambler, mine was just chicken feed. But a lost is still a lost regardless of amounts. So on this trip, I took the same RM 1211 and went back and this time, I did badly. I lost RM 750. But... for some reason, I can sleep. I actually sleep more soundly when I lost than when I won. When I lost the money, I also lost the motivation to gamble. Which is a good thing I guess. Whatever I have left, I spend it on food. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I actually still have RM 175 in casino chips. I could've cash out but I didn't. I brought it home and give it to my dad. Let him have a look at the casino chips. He say next time go to Genting can use it... Sorry. There is no next time. Not for me anyway. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Actually, I also almost reach to the point I was going to gamble till my last dollar. I guess I can still practise self control after all... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At the casino, patrons are encourage to gamble for fun. But not everybody is doing it for fun. As a dealer myself, I've seen what gambling can do and now I can say I've experience what gambling can do. Minority gambles for fun, majority still gambles for profit. Still a small percentage become obsess with it and a fraction of that number gamble out of impulse. They show hand at every buy in and usually lose. Hooray for the house I guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-863743510542475888?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/863743510542475888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=863743510542475888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/863743510542475888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/863743510542475888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2011/11/effects-of-gambling.html' title='The Effects Of Gambling'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-6757407842068514856</id><published>2011-02-23T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T21:02:56.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On 23 February 2010, I was hired by Marina Bay Sands to undergo training as a croupier. And it has been a year since. Been through a lot. Gain a lot of experience throughout my time there... It has been a fruitful journey. A lot of people come and go. And there's also people come and stay. One thing about working at Marina Bay Sands is if want to work long there, have to put up with a lot of things. Just don't complain too much you'll last long there. Complain about anything and everything, can't last long one. Somewhere along the way, sure will buckle under the pressure. I survive working at NTUC FairPrice for 5 years. Compare that to Sands, it's considered quite relaxing already. But there will be someone who's not happy. Oh well... Can't please everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-6757407842068514856?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/6757407842068514856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=6757407842068514856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6757407842068514856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6757407842068514856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-23-february-2010-i-was-hired-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-326401224870793689</id><published>2010-08-13T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T02:44:18.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Gambling&lt;/b&gt; is the &lt;a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/wager#Verb" class="extiw" title="wikt:wager"&gt;wagering&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Money" title="Money"&gt;money&lt;/a&gt; or something of material &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Value_%28economics%29" title="Value (economics)"&gt;value&lt;/a&gt;  (referred to as "the stakes") on an event with an uncertain outcome  with the primary intent of winning additional money and/or material  goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambling brings all sort of people here. I've seen quite a few people with few pattern. Some small minded, get angry over the smallest things. People like that is usually because they lose more than they win. Who doesn't want to win? But not everybody can win. Out of 1000, the most 5 person will only win big. The rest will lose. A lot come to casino this this mindset. Gamble big win big. It never occurs to them that gamble big will also lose big. And so they keep gambling... Not lose by hundreds. But by thousands. Lose $1000, throw in another one. Lose that, throw in another one, and another, and another, and so on... Got saw a few win big, but greed got the best of them, so they ended up losing more than they win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's quite disheartening for me to see young gals and elderly to come and gamble. But there's nothing I can do, all I can do is wish them luck. They come on their own free will. I even got saw wheelchair bound elderly also come to gamble... Sigh... Eventhough it's disheartening, I won't lose sleep over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those who really deserve to lose. Like crafty and dishonest players. They try to exploit the rules of the house to their advantage. For eg, in blackjack, the player got 11 points. Then he give out a signal that looks like tap. That's the house signal for another card. So the dealer draw a card, and the player got 21 points. And then the player kpkb. He say why you give me another card? I want to double down... But according to surveillance, he did give the proper hand signal for another card. But the GSM (Gaming Shift Manager) let him have it his way. Buggers like him are a sly and are to be wary of. One of my training group friends encounter this kind of situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the reason for gambling boils down to one thing. Profit. They want to win. And if they are winning, they want to win more. Their greed knows no boundary. Sometime losing's the only way to deter them from gambling further. But not for some. Some lose thousands already, and they still throw in thousands more... Some lose more than $10,000 just like that... I've ever encounter some players who throws in thousands and lose all in matter of minutes. Again, I feel bad, but I won't lose sleep over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those gamblers whose main objective is winning more money, they are usually dishonest. So sometimes they hope you make mistakes and pay out eventhough they lost. I've encounter such persons before. All I can do is be careful. But sometimes it's still not enough. That's why there's surveillance and supervisors around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I have to say I've seen players with big heart also. Eventhough they lose, they take the loss with a pinch of salt. They usually see it as entertainment rather than a source of income. It's good to get more money, but if they don't, it's not the end of the world also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the China players I encountered see it as a source of income. Because there's some players I've seen almost everyday. When I was working on late night shift (from 11 pm to 7 am), eventhough I was behind different table, I would always see them. Sometimes I think to myself, don't they have work or school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's pregnant ladies come here to gamble also. Come to casino to waste money instead of saving it for the child. I guess their mindset is hoping the child will bring them luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's players from other country also. Vietnam, Thailand, Korean, Hong Kong, local, Malaysians, ang mohs. Basically from all over the world la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a saying goes. "The House always wins" So even if you're winning big money, somewhere in the casino, there'll be someone losing money also. Where there's winners, there's losers. And some real sore also. Nobody likes to lose, but if you come to the casino with a mindset of thinking you'll only win and never lose, you're better off putting the money in the bank, or donating to charity. Good deed also. But no... why would they? I wouldn't.... and I don't even gamble right from the start...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-326401224870793689?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/326401224870793689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=326401224870793689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/326401224870793689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/326401224870793689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2010/08/gambling-is-wagering-of-money-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-6996962762534192796</id><published>2010-07-27T04:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T06:13:36.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIrst entry of 2010</title><content type='html'>Been a while since the last entry in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving Culina in October 2009, been staying home and rot for most part of the time. Play the online game call RConline. Play for 2 months plus like that...While waiting for MBS to call me, I spend almost 24 hours of my time in front of the computer... Now come to think about it... What was I thinking... So dangerous. The game almost took over my life. Then one day I snapped out of it. Initially everyday I'm sitting in front of the computer playing this addictive online game. Then I limit myself to play just a few hours.  Then reduce it further to once in a while then play. I still play, but because of work, I still play once in a while also... The online game is no longer part of my life. It's just entertainment. Now I know how those online gamers feel... Sitting in front of their PC and play the time away. Wah lao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, MBS finally called me. Ask me to come down for interview and take a 20 minute math test. I know I did very badly, but for some reason, they still hire me. Then February comes training begins at Mountbatten Square. I still remember the first thing we learn. Not the cards, but chips. Learn to master the chip. They call it chipping. Dealers' Basic 101. Master the chip before mastering the games. And there we all were. Standing there on a low table playing chips. Learning all the basics. Learn to pick up 40 pieces of chips in 20 seconds. Sounds a lot but it really isn't that much. My best record is 40 pieces in 14 seconds. My trainer can pick up 40 pieces in 10 seconds. Quite an eye opener. And then there's drop cutting. Spreading. Sizing. The first day I learn, I ended up with a backache and tired hands. And we had to keep doing that for a few days... Then learn to handle the cards. Learn the casino way of shuffling the deck. Spreading also... The procedures of shuffling 8 decks of cards. And then my first card game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baccarat&lt;br /&gt;Learning the card rules was quite a struggle for me but thanks to my trainers, I manage to memorize it. And then there's payout... Another struggle for me. They teach me a few times, sometime I got it, sometimes I don't. Thanks to my trainers again, I've finally learn to do payout. Slowly but surely I managed to learn it. Then there's assessment, by other trainers. To see if I'm qualify to be a Baccarat dealer or not. Messed up a lot of times, but still manage to pass. Then after that, move on to the next game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BlackJack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I've played Blackjack on facebook before, it's nothing new to me. The only thing that's new to me is the payout. Learning the Blackjack payout 2 to 3. Another struggle for me there... And slowly but surely enough, I've managed to learn that as well. While learning Blackjack, got a 2 day crash course on another game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sic Bo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A three dice game, that one is truly a struggle for me. There's a lot of different payout ratio for me to learn. 1 pay 6 all the way to 1 pay 180. But there was no assessment for that. I did a few rounds but I understood none. Only when I was dealing live games then I truly understood the fundamental of the payout. Still a bit slow, but at least not afraid to deal the game already. Initially, I'll do whatever it takes to avoid the game. Now, I'd volunteer the first chance I get. At least I've conquered the fear of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money Wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's money wheel. During training, I couldn't grasp the fundamental of the payout, only during live game then I truly understood. Was given assessment for that... Just remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 x 45 = 1125&lt;br /&gt;50 x 45 = 2250&lt;br /&gt;75 x 45 = 3375&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For assessment of this game, the trainer went easy on me. So I managed to pass this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the learning process, there's air borne virus going around the training facility. People were coughing, sneezing, I'm not exception. There was once I was coughing so bad I lost my voice. No voice for weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks before the official opening of Marina Bay Sands, we had a tour of the place. Had our uniforms measured. Then shift the training site into MBS casino floor itself. From breathing in virus to breathing in dust. As we continue with the training, there were dust all over the place. Some even brought mask. And inside the MBS gaming floor was assessed Blackjack. Managed to pass that one. Not very pro at it, but enough to get the job done. And then there's the officially opening of Marina Bay Sands Casino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in Marina Bay Sands seems more relax compare to NTUC and Culina. But the thing is a lot of people seems to complain a lot of things. Here too cold la. There too hot la... A lot of cigarette smoke la (Yes. Inside the air condition floor gamers are allowed to smoke, there's 2 floors smoking floors and non smoking floors)... Transport la... Company send you home still wanna complain? Food they cover also they complain. Laundry they cover also complain. Frankly I've yet to see a company that covers your meals, laundry and transport. The most is transport. For example, work extra late, go home take taxi, next day then claim... something like that. For laundry, other company give you the uniform ask you wash it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I do dealing. So chaotic. First time hearing people yelling "PICTURE!!!" Getting all excited over a card. Some get cranky because they keep losing money. Oh well... What to do? I only announce the results I don't decide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China people love to gamble. They can stay for hours just to gamble. Forgoing sleep and eating even, just to gamble. Some of the gamblers I see almost everyday. I don't really get it also. They come to Singapore to earn money. They should use their hard earn money to send it back home instead of throw it all away to casino. But... no one force them to gamble also. They do it on their own will and time. Sometime it's quite disheartening to see some gamble thousands and thousands of dollars just for the thrill of winning. I don't really mind losing, because it's not my money. But sometimes because I keep losing, they keep pushing their luck. They win they just want more. Greed. Just absolute greed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen quite a few Mediacorp artiste come to gamble also. Kay Kay, Zhang Yao Dong, Sean Chen, I also got saw Japanese magician Cyril Takayama come to play. At first, I saw him, I find him quite familiar. Then later, I realise it's the magician. I told the Deal Inspector or D.I for short it's him. The D.I said he looks kind of familiar also. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To date working at Casino is my highest pay job. I've worked Culina for a year, NTUC for 5 years. Gonna see how long I work for Marina Bay Sands... Before I get fired or until I find a job with higher pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't welcome you, but if you do want to come, just look around the place, there's mostly high end shopping. There's an apple store as well. Coffee Bean. SweetSpot. And of course the SkyPark. A lot of things are optional (for e.g Casino), but SkyPark is a must. Museum is still under works and so is the theater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-6996962762534192796?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/6996962762534192796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=6996962762534192796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6996962762534192796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6996962762534192796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-entry-of-2010.html' title='FIrst entry of 2010'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4799777010261933316</id><published>2009-09-19T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:35:03.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SrTtSqA3zwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-la9QxAplow/s1600-h/19092009157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SrTtSqA3zwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-la9QxAplow/s400/19092009157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383188359385960194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut myself while shucking oyster... Lucky the oyster knife only tear the skin and puncture a small hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4799777010261933316?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4799777010261933316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4799777010261933316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4799777010261933316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4799777010261933316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SrTtSqA3zwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-la9QxAplow/s72-c/19092009157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4019397763009795255</id><published>2009-09-01T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:50:15.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Sp00nnwahtI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/U_gUmeryFi8/s1600-h/01092009077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 80px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Sp00nnwahtI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/U_gUmeryFi8/s400/01092009077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376511385441830610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4019397763009795255?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4019397763009795255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4019397763009795255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4019397763009795255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4019397763009795255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Sp00nnwahtI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/U_gUmeryFi8/s72-c/01092009077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-8942087118135175634</id><published>2009-08-23T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:50:36.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SpAfRB2EBiI/AAAAAAAAAmI/R96yLx3uHRA/s1600-h/22082009009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SpAfRB2EBiI/AAAAAAAAAmI/R96yLx3uHRA/s400/22082009009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372828732866430498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SpAfQnJuYCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/mejEMVHzek8/s1600-h/22082009008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SpAfQnJuYCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/mejEMVHzek8/s400/22082009008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372828725701140514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dad. On Friday, I went back to camp for MOB briefing. The briefing ends at 3 plus like that. Then head home.&lt;br /&gt;Reach home, see my handphone have 6 missed calls. One of them is from my dad. The rest is from my brother and from my work place. 1 sms is from my colleague. Says in the sms that my dad had an accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I straightaway call my dad, he picked up the phone... From his tone, he's in pain... I straightaway rushed to the hospital. Manage to get a glimpse of him. He was in agony... Although I show no expression, my heart was wrenching inside... Really pains me to see him in pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother ask me to went back to pack some clothes and toiletries.  So I did. Pack some of his basic needs. Was going to go to the hospital, he said no need. My dad also said no need to come today. Next day then come. He was still in pain but it's not that excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really blame myself for not answering his phone call... I wasn't there when he needed me... I was on the road when he called me... I'll never forgive myself if anything happen to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the next day, wake up get changed and straightaway head for the hospital. I wasn't allow to visit initially. But then later, they allow me.  When I finally get to see him, his right face was swollen. His right side of the back was in pain.&lt;br /&gt;I ask him what happen.&lt;br /&gt;So what happen was, on his way home, the road was slippery because of the rain. He apply the break too hard, the wheel locked and he fell. He was actually unconscious when he fell. Luckily a kind soul call an ambulance and he was at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current update is that his condition is now stable. Said there's internal bleeding, under observation for a few days. Guess my mom was watching over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to resign my current company. I'm planning to go back to NTUC Whitesand. Not as a storekeeper because Whitesand already have a storekeeper. I will apply for the post of RA. Hoping to work as a night crew or third shift. Doesn't matter which department. If I ended up at fresh department, then Ah Chua and I will 打天下 in the fresh department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss's last day will be coming monday. My other colleague will be coming thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already apply for casino post of dealer. Now just waiting for them to call or sms or email me.  I plan to work at NTUC until casino decided to notify me. The pay at NTUC will definitely be a whole lot lesser. But at least they don't play politics. Unlike my current company. I rather get less pay but no need to play politics than get more pay and play politics. Really sucks. I work alone when I was a storekeeper, but at Culina I really stand alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-8942087118135175634?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/8942087118135175634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=8942087118135175634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8942087118135175634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8942087118135175634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SpAfRB2EBiI/AAAAAAAAAmI/R96yLx3uHRA/s72-c/22082009009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5516822662690541234</id><published>2009-08-06T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T01:13:22.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cham ah</title><content type='html'>Die liao... Including me, my work place have only 3 people. Now 2 of them already tendered their resignation... Cham ah... Expect to suffer next month onward. Hope the casino contact me soon.&lt;br /&gt;With me running the shop, I can afford to attitude with them a bit also. They don't like it they can sack me. Sack me already see who can run the place loh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5516822662690541234?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5516822662690541234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5516822662690541234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5516822662690541234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5516822662690541234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/08/cham-ah.html' title='Cham ah'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-9084389832117979022</id><published>2009-06-22T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:56:22.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been talking with the aunties at Whitesand. What they say make sense also... So I think I'll just carry on working there for a while...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-9084389832117979022?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/9084389832117979022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=9084389832117979022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/9084389832117979022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/9084389832117979022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-talking-with-aunties-at-whitesand.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5614762759116511853</id><published>2009-06-22T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:55:27.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDocL7AfIRo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDocL7AfIRo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5614762759116511853?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5614762759116511853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5614762759116511853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5614762759116511853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5614762759116511853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3683979716640693547</id><published>2009-06-12T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:48:05.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks like I'm not going anywhere... Time to hit the papers and start looking for another job...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3683979716640693547?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3683979716640693547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3683979716640693547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3683979716640693547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3683979716640693547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/06/looks-like-im-not-going-anywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3244050737455051295</id><published>2009-05-25T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:46:00.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok... I've requested to work at Culina store at Senoko. It's a little bit further than Bukit Timah. Have to start getting used to get up super early in the morning also... Must reach Senoko by 7 am on Mondays and Fridays, have to be there by 6 am!!! Chui, but I'm willing to try, might as well, I really should sleep early. Sleeping too late isn't exactly good also... Most probably, you won't see me online via MSN after 10pm. Maybe you might also... Work store is 5.5 day shift. Finish work 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I'll be posted to store next month onwards. Until then I put up first... Recently renovated the shop. But at least they're working... well... one of them anyway... The actual shop boss working, the other 'boss' just login facebook, go next door get free coffee, I work using my hands, he work using his mouth... Isn't that fun? Boss say nothing, who am I to say anything? So just heck care only... Let him do what he want... I'll just do my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sick and tired of the nonsense, there's a lot of politics going on, email somebody must cc to someone else as email witness otherwise they say where you send me email?... Why can't we just get along? Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Culina, I'm not just the sales assistant, I'm also the IT guy, the cleaner, the maintenance guy, the muscle man, the phone receptionist, the cashier, the clerk all wrap into one... Some more I have to buy take away for them. I know I'm the newest among them, but come on... this is no way to treat the newest member... Stock I order, stock come, I replenish, you guessed it... Facebook for 'boss'. Higher boss come pretend to work, then go up to them and suck up to them... Of course they like him... He has excellent social skills, I give him that. He could've been promoted, but he turn down... Donno why also... Don't wanna know too much as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, donno what plans they have for me also. Next month go to Senoko then see what happen... The only thing I do know is they know my NTUC background... They know about me. I was 'famous' at Whitesand... Donno whether it's a good thing or not also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like PCK, I also 忍！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3244050737455051295?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3244050737455051295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3244050737455051295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3244050737455051295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3244050737455051295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3263395108602185314</id><published>2009-05-06T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:25:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture Unplugged Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MTYxMjY3MzM3NiZwdD*xMjQxNjEyNzExMDk1JnA9MjY4ODkxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*1NDc4NWUxZDY*NWU*ZGJmOTM1ZmIyYzE5ZTY*NjcwNSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.cultureunplugged.com/swf/embedplayer.swf" flashvars="video=http://cdn.cultureunplugged.com/lg/CHICKEN_ALA_CARTE.flv&amp;m=1081&amp;u=0&amp;thumb=http://cdn.cultureunplugged.com/thumbnails/lg/1081.jpg&amp;sURL=http://www.cultureunplugged.com&amp;title=Chicken a la Carte&amp;from=Ferdinand Dimadura" width="400" height="300" quality="high" salign="b" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" name="cultureUnpluggedPlayer" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top:5px;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cultureunplugged.com/play/1081/Chicken-a la Carte" target="_blank"&gt;View this movie at cultureunplugged.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3263395108602185314?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3263395108602185314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3263395108602185314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3263395108602185314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3263395108602185314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/05/culture-unplugged-video.html' title='Culture Unplugged Video'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-2291970029199354085</id><published>2009-04-22T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:46:04.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh... Three of my friends married, one of them still don't have children. All on the verge of getting a divorce... Kinda makes me wonder what makes a relationship last a lifetime... They're envious of me still single... I know one thing is for sure, love alone won't feed you, can't pay the water and electricity bill, can't pay for education, can't pay for the house, can't pay for the doctor when you fall sick. Money is one of the reason why many relationships are broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess living a life of singlehood is not so bad... Because at least where you go, what you do, no need to report to your other half. Especially if your other half is the distrusting type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finish chatting with my friend of 15 years via MSN. They're on 'cold war' right now. He envied me for being single... He regretted getting married... And he's thinking of filing divorce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being single myself, I don't think I'm have the right to give lectures on how to make a relationship last a life time... But, I have a theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One side must always give in. If both side don't give in, arguement follows. I chatted with Ya Lan before, she told me she's always the one to give in. When her husband says yes, she rarely says no. She's not afraid of him, she just give in only. There's a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For guys, no matter how heated the arguement gets, NEVER EVER hit your other half. Hitting a gal will only make you less of a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For gals, when in a heated arguement, DON'T EVER mention what happen last century. Yesterday, maybe, but not something last millenium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For both side, swallow your pride a bit. Talk about it. Work it out. Most of the time, being too head strong is the reason why relationship don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys usually want respect from their other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals usually want love and attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's more, but that's all I can think of so far...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-2291970029199354085?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/2291970029199354085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=2291970029199354085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2291970029199354085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2291970029199354085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-6441559396997495243</id><published>2009-04-13T04:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:56:27.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SeJVGxrEe0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/ye5nnfYDAv4/s1600-h/facebook.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 681px; height: 424px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SeJVGxrEe0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/ye5nnfYDAv4/s400/facebook.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323911284406909762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I wonder is that who I think it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-6441559396997495243?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/6441559396997495243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=6441559396997495243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6441559396997495243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6441559396997495243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SeJVGxrEe0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/ye5nnfYDAv4/s72-c/facebook.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5776104934405329052</id><published>2009-04-04T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:49:02.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pog.com/games/Whack_Your_Boss_17ways"&gt;Whack Your Boss(17ways)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://games.pog.com/gfx/manage_anger180.gif" border="0" height="135" width="180"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to play this game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5776104934405329052?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5776104934405329052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5776104934405329052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5776104934405329052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5776104934405329052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/04/whack-your-boss17ways-click-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-7764921234314927911</id><published>2009-03-10T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:05:14.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://manbabies.com/content/219"&gt;&lt;img alt="ManBabies.com - Dad?" src="http://manbabies.com/images/219.jpg" border=0 /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET MORE AT &lt;a href="http://manbabies.com"&gt;ManBabies.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-7764921234314927911?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/7764921234314927911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=7764921234314927911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7764921234314927911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7764921234314927911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-more-at-manbabies.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3483180729753092451</id><published>2009-02-22T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:14:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Sigh... Working at Culina... What can I say... Feel very unappreciated at work loh... While I'm busy working, colleague super busy, log in to facebook, playing Texas Holdem (one of the application in facebook),  reading Manga, go next door take free Latte, log into facebook somemore... playing Texas Holdem some more... Go to MySpace, listen to alternative rock. He not boss, but act like one. Eventhough sometime he keep saying he not boss... Ask him help a bit, turn deaf ears on me. My problem is my problem, his problem also becomes mine. Colleague do that, boss also do that...Physical work I do, paperwork also I do... No different from Whitesand. Left me alone at the counter, with my 2 'bosses' in the office "busy" at facebook... A lot of things never do, wait for me to do only. They say scared higher boss scold them, but not a thing was done... So I do slowly loh. Suffer in silence. Boss filing for divorce, colleague looking for another place to stay. Come to work late I still have to cover them some more... POLITICS!!! They work morning, I buy lunch, they work afternoon also I buy lunch... Might as well... Escape from work for a while...Buy lunch come back, eat halfway customer come in, both don't wanna move. Everytime I move. My shop has 2 bosses, one is actually a boss and one acts like one... Suffer in silence. No one to talk to...But then again, I don't talk much also. At work, put on a fake smile. Heck care them also. Time up just go back only... Accumulate only... If higher boss ask I'll just tell the truth. Just waiting for that day to come only. If I go down, I won't go down alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me break it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male colleague, 2 years younger than me, everyday come to work late, still got the balls to sms me saying that he'll be late, clock in for him first (still use the old fashion time card)... Come only go to office, dump his keys and wallet, seat comfortably in front of the computer, click Mozilla Firefox icon, go to the address bar type F A C E B O O K dot C O M.  Got long queue of customer, I one man show. While I busy handling the customers, he busy with facebook. Only once in a while he show his face. After that, go back to his facebook world. Typical facebook addict I guess... I can see why some people can be addicted to facebook. Because it have some interesting apps. Unlike friendster. Very limited. Speaking of which, it's been a while since I log into friendster also... Anyway, male colleague malay. Rent place to stay. Lease almost up already, looking for another place to stay. Have a girlfriend for 12 years. Still haven't married yet. Use to be a storekeeper from Carrefour. Street smart. Self proclaim social activist. Love attention. Make himself look good by making others look bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager, female, 6 years younger than me, been with Culina for 8-9 years already, from RA work her way up. Currently filing for divorce because husband is a wife beater, got a kid, donno how many years old, she got pregnant at young age. Also a facebook addict. She also play Texas Holdem. Also play Word Challenge. Superpoke. Some donno what virtual pets also... Also come to work late. Everyday drink wine, everyday stay after work for 2 reasons. 1 - To avoid her husband. 2 - Immerse herself into the world of facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? The oldest among them. But also the newest among them. I'm the only one who is different from them. They like wine, I like food, they both smoke, I don't. They both coffee drinker, I don't drink coffee. They both facebook addict, I'm not. I can go for days without login into facebook, they can't go for hours without login to facebook at least once... I have a lot of facebook apps because it was intro to me. Only recently, I clear all my apps. I will no longer take part in any facebook apps and/or games. If you invite me to join, I'll just turn it down. Doesn't matter what app it is. You can tell it's addictive, if you nothing to do, keep login to facebook and play with facebook apps and/or games. Go to friend's facebook channel and see what they're doing. You see they join a certain group or get a certain apps, you also decided to try. And sometimes, just because you try, you're hooked. Kinda like a drug like that.... Gimme gimme more, gimme more gimme gimme more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I use the word "Facebook" a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3483180729753092451?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3483180729753092451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3483180729753092451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3483180729753092451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3483180729753092451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5584288142766644943</id><published>2008-12-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:29:09.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been 5 years since my mom's passing away... I miss you mom... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5584288142766644943?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5584288142766644943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5584288142766644943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5584288142766644943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5584288142766644943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-5-years-since-my-moms-passing.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5423073946536223584</id><published>2008-11-07T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:19:20.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="360" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://s3.moveon.org/swf/embed.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="id=TXMqZOJa.x1__trf9LIwUDM3Nzk1OTI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed FlashVars="id=TXMqZOJa.x1__trf9LIwUDM3Nzk1OTI" src="http://s3.moveon.org/swf/embed.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" width="360" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5423073946536223584?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5423073946536223584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5423073946536223584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5423073946536223584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5423073946536223584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-927724810367495</id><published>2008-09-14T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T03:21:53.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SNVNHAqHafI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Y7hyz76MyMc/s1600-h/iMac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SNVNHAqHafI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Y7hyz76MyMc/s400/iMac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248185723601250802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/ckfoo/Desktop/iMac.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-927724810367495?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/927724810367495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=927724810367495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/927724810367495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/927724810367495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/SNVNHAqHafI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Y7hyz76MyMc/s72-c/iMac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4286635008620689092</id><published>2008-08-20T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:37:01.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just reach home, today I off, woke up about 11 am like that can't sleep anymore. Went to Whitesand. Saw some familiar faces and some not so familiar faces. But PBS wasn't around. Had lunch with Dingz, talking about politics and forbidden films by Martyn See and others. Eat at Wan Zai for the first time in a long long time. Never eaten there before. 2 words to describe their food. Microwave food! Never mind. It's the first time and also the last time. Eat finish already went back to see who else I left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull a disappearing act from Whitesand. And ended up at Wendy's. She's doing fine. Cannot stand for too long, analysis is slip disc 'kiap' the nerve, cause her leg to cramp. Now undergoing therapy per fortnight. My guess is she'll be back after 6 months. But even if she did come back, she can't carry heavy load also. She say she come back wanna be in charge of gondola end. Recover first lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee Kheng now very poor thing. According to Wendy, she everyday eat panadol for back pain. Until kena memory loss. Like for example, blah blah nonsense to her, 5 minutes later ask her what was the conversation about, she forgot le. Eat panadol until high? NTUC don't take care of her, so she 'eat' herself liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chatting with Wendy, went to e!hub there see see look look. Was thinking of eating dinner then catch some movie. So I had dinner first. Eat halfway Cindy called me. Saying Xiao Ling got 7 tables and ask me to go there "eat table". Ok loh go only. Long time never see her anyway. Reach there, saw Mui Pik, LJ, Leow, Cindy, Poh Hong, Koon, Mary, Lee Teck Seng. Stay until about 11 pm then disperse. Xiao Ling's gonna resign in October or November like that and assist her husband full time. Selling fruits and veggies and meat and noodles... and so on and so forth...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4286635008620689092?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4286635008620689092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4286635008620689092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4286635008620689092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4286635008620689092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-reach-home-today-i-off-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3555275866890731341</id><published>2008-08-15T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:12:06.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Singapore is guaranteed at least a silver medal!!! Yeah! Finally! A medal!!! Now all the SSC have to do is hire more foreign talents to do the local's work!  I can already see it. Local sportsmen and sportswomen, consist of athletes from anywhere in the world but Singapore!!! Woohoo!  Go For Gold! Whatever it takes! Even if all the athletes are not Singaporean!!! Who cares! Get medal can already! Happy leh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can already see it... When they come home, they'll be worshipped like god... Even the president will personally come down and welcome them! They'll be made full fledge Singaporean! Their life will be sponsored for the next few years. Just like Michael Phelps, they don't have to work, but for how long? Donno also... Anything they touch will be considered sacred! The floor they walk on will be worshipped! The air they breathe will be considered holy! Check it out! The new Singapore Idol... Made In China!!! They will be the centre of attention for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year they hope to win a medal, 4 years later, they will be expected to win at least 1 medal. The pressure's on... Have fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3555275866890731341?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3555275866890731341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3555275866890731341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3555275866890731341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3555275866890731341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/08/woohoo-singapore-is-guaranteed-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-7259554841906201587</id><published>2008-08-13T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:33:36.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... The Beijing Olympics 08-08-08. I guess the world has forgotten about the Si Chuan Earth Quake on May 12... Suddenly the world no longer pays any attention to the Si Chuan Earth Quake victims anymore... Do you think they are watching? Especially those who lost their loved ones to the quake? It's simply pathetic that the world change attention so easily.  Nobody gives a damn about them anymore. The new center of attention is the Beijing Olympics... hooray... The world shows concern, but the way I see it, it's nothing more than just pretence. At the end of it all, it's all about one thing... The only thing... The universal thing... MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... to talk about the Beijing Olympics. The so-called talent from Singapore. Tao Li... I'm sorry. Even if she did manage to clinch a bronze medal. There's nothing to be proud of. Yes. She represent Singapore. But she's not Singaporean. She can have a pink IC. But here is not where she was born. It's like the SSC has to hire foreign people to do the locals work. And to think the gahmen want people like us to support local talent. When all they do is hire foreign talent. Whatever works for them lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess other than Tan Howe Liang, there's not one Singaporean that can even come close. I have no intention to be a racist but in my eyes, they're nothing more than mercernaries... Local sporting legends like Fandi Ahmad, Ang Peng Siong, Grace Young, Joycelyn Yeo are now the thing of the past... And the future are now in the hands of the foreigner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-7259554841906201587?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/7259554841906201587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=7259554841906201587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7259554841906201587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7259554841906201587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-6327214629542954253</id><published>2008-08-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:16:38.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a bad person? Am I heartless?</title><content type='html'>Today as I was closing the shop, there was this big guy coming towards my shop. As I pull down the shutter, he ask if there's any clinic near by... He showed me his wounds and said he fainted and fall down. Got scratches on his arms and bruises on his head... But for some reason I show no emotion for his misfortune... I just show him the clinic that was open, but he don't want to go in, he claim that he don't have enough money to pay for the fee... Actually deep down inside, I wanted to pay for him, but something inside tells me not to let up. So I just pretend don't what to do. Then he said can take cab to hospital, but he ask me to give him $20 for taxi money... I have money but I told him I don't have...What's more, I put my wallet inside the shop. If I open up the shop, what if he suddenly dash into the shop and commit robbery?  He said that he stayed at AMK area. I told him he can take bus home there. Then he said he has already called his someone to come to pick him up. I want to use the company cordless phone trying to make a phone call for him, but he changed his mind already. I just tell him to rest by the stairs for a while and I went back to the shop to close up... I was thinking after closing the shop then maybe I can bring him to the nearby clinic. I don't mind paying for him... But his approach makes me kind of... suspicious... I felt guilty for not helping him, but... What if he's just another street side scammer? Anyway, as I close the shop I went to look for him but he was nowhere to be found... So I went to my bike and get ready to go home and as I did, he walked pass by followed by an auntie... I just went on my way home... Was it wrong of me to do what I do? I mean I do feel bad... But not to the point that I'm gonna lose sleep over it... Was it heartless on my part? I'm damned if he's genuine, but what if it's just an act? I just can't take any chances when it comes to money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my brother has tendered his resignation from the company... such irony... He drag me into the company so he can get out of it... What am I? A trade in? Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'll be working 12 pm most of the week. That mean I'll be closing the shop. Except friday and saturday. I'll be working on alternate sundays. I'm off this wednesday and working sunday. Next week, I work on wednesday and off on sunday. I off on alternate sundays and wednesdays. So on and so forth, until further notice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-6327214629542954253?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/6327214629542954253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=6327214629542954253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6327214629542954253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6327214629542954253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/08/am-i-bad-person-am-i-heartless.html' title='Am I a bad person? 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In 2000, I experience heartbreak for the first time in my life... My relationship lasted only one month, but during that one month, she was my world... When she agree to be my girlfriend, I was on top of the world, I think some of you are going through that right now... Anyway, I didn't have much friends but the first person to see my girlfriend was my mom, my mom didn't know I had a girlfriend and when I suddenly showed her to my mom, I'm pretty certain she was very surprised... I don't know about my dad though... But I know deep down inside, he's happy for me also... I was going to show her to my best friend also... He and I go all the way back to 1993... Now he's married, when he got married, he ask me to be a witness... Not just attend, but to bear witness! I was so honored... I take leave just for him... He called me bro... anyway, I was gonna show him my girlfriend, but that day never come because one month later when she want to break up with me, my world plunge into darkness... Nothing went right... That time I was working as a mechanic, I bury myself in work, but work alone is not enough I still couldn't get over the heartache... I told no one about the heartache... my mom ask me how's thing with my girlfriend, I just tell her the truth... She was shocked but she told me that it was her loss... She only know about the break up but not the heartache... I keep telling myself that what doesn't kill me will only make me stronger, the truth is it's killing me little by little and there's nothing I can do about it... I guess I became a withdrawal type... Never speak until spoken to... After work, I just hit the showers and just lock myself in my own room... I sank into depression... (phew... I'm crying just thinking about it...) That time I don't have a PC yet, I don't even have PlayStation one... That time my only companion was music and the old school Sega 32 bit games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2001, my mom was diagnose with cancer and my dad want me to quit my job and take over my mom's place, that time my mom was assisting my dad in a shop in Marine Parade, anyway, I was reluctant but I did resign... I was so angry... I was beyond angry... I was enraged! My brother told my dad that my job was... I forgotten what he told my dad but I know he wasn't backstabbing me that's for sure, but I was extremely enraged! I said things I shouldn't have said, my brother tried to explain to me, but I wasn't exactly listening... As angry a person as I was, I'm not the type who will hit a human being... I take it out on the kitchen table... In front of him and his wife... Other than a pair of bruise hands no one was hurt... For the first time in my life someone kneel to me, and that someone is non other than my own brother... Also for the first time in my life, I felt that my family was falling apart... I mean in the earlier years, my mom and dad had their arguments, but I don't feel that we're falling apart yet... This is the first time I felt that my family was falling apart... Upon knowing what happen, my dad rushed home trying to explain to me... You believe that? The head of the family is actually explaining himself to the youngest family member in the household, ME!... I forgotten what he said, but he managed to calm me down and eventually managed to persuade me to take my mom's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, I become rebellious, I become a night owl, I play game late into the night, as late as 6 am then go to sleep... Wake up at 3-4 pm then go to work, I was suppose to go to work at 12 but I purposely drag... and the cycle keeps going for 1 year... During that 1 year, I was anything but happy, I try to get myself into the working mood, but didn't exactly last long... For that one whole year, I never smile...  For that one whole year, I was depressed, rebellious, angry, raged, withdrawal, even fall into self pity mode... I would hide one corner and cry sometimes... No one knows... Not my mom, my dad, my brother, not his wife, not even my best friend... I can't remember whether or not I have suicidal tendencies, if I do, I don't think I can bring myself to do it... One day, because of my actions, I got into an argument with my mom... My dad become the mediator, I tried to change for both my mom and dad's sake... That night, I purposely don't sleep, I stay up until 10 am and head to work... Things was started to look up... There was this gal from Indonesia, she's working as a maid, I like to disturb her, then she ask for my contact number and I did give her my number, she call me virtually everyday, to make the long story short, she became my girlfriend despite the language barrier, her english was limited, my malay was also limited... But no one knows about our relationship... It's something like a secret affair... But I don't mind... I have reason to go to work now... and looking forward to it also, at last! A smile on my face!!!... She would come to the shop as a customer and I always take care of her first. We always meet up at Parkway Parade and spent an hour there... That one hour feels like ten minutes... Just like that, time up already... But it's not the quantity, it's the quality... Then as fate kindly bring us together, it also cruelly separated us apart... The day after my birthday, she went back to Jakarta, so on my birthday date itself, we kissed and hugged for the last time... She said she'll come back one month later, I tell her I will wait for her come back and when she does let me know...  So I waited... one month later...and waited... two months... and waited...three months... and waited..six months later... she never called... I guess she forgotten about me already... I still miss her... Somewhere in my heart I'm still waiting for her... sigh... I wonder how is she...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One year later, my uncle decided to let me go, my mom wasn't pleased about it, but I was! I was waiting for this day to come, and finally it did! She want me to go look for a job, I drag for 2 months, one day my mom and I drive pass by Whitesand and she suggested that I work for NTUC, so I give it a shot, and on 12/12/02, I was hired by branch manager Chung Eng Kiam to become SK... Few months later, PBS took over. On 07/12/03, my mom died after 2 years of fighting, death always wins... I'm just waiting for my turn... I wonder when I die, how many will attend my funeral... I wasn't exactly close to my relatives... My brother is close to both my father's and mother's side, but I wasn't... I'm the social outcast... These are some of my shame and my secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our vulnerable side, I'm no exception... The only difference is whether or not do we chose to show it or not... Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't... When I was working as SK, I have shown my happy side, my angry side, my violent side... But I was more on the angry and violent side, of course I have my happy side... unfortunately, I've shown my angry and violent side as well... Throughout the years as SK, got people said that my temper has improve, I guess somewhere along the way, I managed to suppress my anger, not all of it though, but I think it's safe to say most of it... But anger still get the best of me when I was working as SK... That's why I kena warning letter... I'm not proud of it... But thinking about it, I was overworked and underpaid, overlooked and under appreciated. Even when I don't do returning and write-offs, I will at least make sure the non-conforming area is anything but messy... 5 years... it's not that long but it's not exactly short either... It was my mom who ask me to join NTUC, and it's my brother who ask me to leave NTUC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I regret joining NTUC? Nope... Because if not, I wouldn't have known you guys... I wouldn't change a thing if I can do it all over again... Despite my nature, you all still chose to befriend me, for that I felt very privileged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy every outings, I enjoy having supper with all of you. I enjoy the lame moments also. I enjoy every second of it! That's why you sometimes see me videoing, because if a picture is worth a thousand words, I believe a moving picture is worth even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but for some reason, I felt the need to say all this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-1476864376087774978?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/1476864376087774978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=1476864376087774978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1476864376087774978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1476864376087774978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-secret.html' title='My Confession, My Secret and My Shame'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4404441147395100152</id><published>2008-04-20T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:58:44.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqn3tA1vx94"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqn3tA1vx94" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4404441147395100152?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4404441147395100152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4404441147395100152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4404441147395100152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4404441147395100152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-2671966813979790146</id><published>2008-04-07T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T20:59:02.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="530" height="370"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/p/4E6D0962F5CFA3F7"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/p/4E6D0962F5CFA3F7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="530" height="370"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-2671966813979790146?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/2671966813979790146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=2671966813979790146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2671966813979790146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2671966813979790146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4815626777388836741</id><published>2008-04-01T05:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T05:27:02.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couldn't sleep... Stumble this at Stef's blog and thought of giving it a go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3321"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/timeofday_quiz/twilight.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your exact moment of the day is always changing, because the sun never sets at exactly the same time. You are the romantic moments just after sunset when it's still light enough to see your way around outside, and the sky is a blend of reds, pinks, purples, and blues. At this time of day, the light has a special way of making even rundown buildings looks like works of art. You're like that, too ? you're always finding beauty and magic in unexpected places. Not only will you wish on the first star you see, somewhere inside, you actually expect that wish to come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4815626777388836741?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4815626777388836741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4815626777388836741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4815626777388836741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4815626777388836741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/04/couldnt-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-7472846734315601425</id><published>2008-03-29T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:43:22.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cT18LZItBLA&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cT18LZItBLA&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-7472846734315601425?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/7472846734315601425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=7472846734315601425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7472846734315601425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7472846734315601425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3572796153395492690</id><published>2008-03-24T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:03:08.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JingXian's blog kena tagged by the people wearing green uniform one... I let him know and he ask me to temporary shut down his blog... I donno how so I just save all his previous entry under draft... Wait for him to come back and let him settle the rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3572796153395492690?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3572796153395492690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3572796153395492690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3572796153395492690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3572796153395492690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/03/jingxians-blog-kena-tagged-by-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-1289024631273964290</id><published>2008-03-23T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T03:06:34.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Simpang Bedok with Stef, S_M, DQ and Garang. Jun Xuan backed out at the last minute... We walked around the area... Frankly speaking, I'm not really familiar with the area... So anyway, walked around, then manage to find some seatings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we sit down already... There was this indian who come to us and ask us what we want to eat... And the way he says it... Phew... Like machine gun... Shooting at 300 words per minute... We were all like amazed and also amused at the same time... While he talked without full stop or coma, we were all in question mark... Can you imagine us with question mark over our head? All you have to do is say whatever item... And he'll just say it all in one smooth motion... No full stop, no comas... We were all in question mark over our heads... We can't help but to laugh... I know it's rude but... I'm sorry... I just can't contain myself... He was simply amazing... He knows everything like the back of his hands... I speculated that he must be working for at least 6 months... I ask him how long... What do you know... He is working for 6 months already... Simply amazing and amusing... He has my respect... Because he commit all the items to memory and... It's simply amazing...Hope to go there again... Anyway, we had 20 sticks of satay, rojak with only yu zha kueh, I have 2 kosong and plaster. For those who donno, plaster is also kosong but instead of the eggs inside the prata, it was on the outside... And Godzilla. (Milo with extra powder and a scoop of ice-cream on top) S_M had thosai with potato and dinosaur (Milo with lot of milo powder on top), Stef had tissue and soya bean drink, DQ had murtabak with pork... I mean mutton and milo ice and last but not least Garang had kosong, egg prata and teh-cino. After a simple yet satisfying meal, we chatted for a while... Talking about the good old days at NTUC and NS days... After that, sent all of them back and here I am... Talking about it... It was a very memorable experience for me... I only wish there's more people to join in the fun... Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Stef has taken photos... Waiting for her post... Right now still quite stuffed... Gonna take a while before I reach dreamland...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-1289024631273964290?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/1289024631273964290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=1289024631273964290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1289024631273964290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1289024631273964290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-to-simpang-bedok-with-stef-sm-dq.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4128604575252712542</id><published>2008-03-21T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:37:12.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The things we buy makes us happy but it doesn't give us happiness... Does anyone knows what I'm talking about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4128604575252712542?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4128604575252712542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4128604575252712542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4128604575252712542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4128604575252712542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-we-buy-makes-us-happy-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-1054885790190968315</id><published>2008-03-14T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:19:41.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Rain!!!</title><content type='html'>Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing but rain ever since Mas Selamat Bin Kastari's grand escape... Some say it's a blessing, some say it's a curse...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-1054885790190968315?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/1054885790190968315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=1054885790190968315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1054885790190968315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1054885790190968315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/03/rain-rain-rain.html' title='Rain Rain Rain!!!'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-2375747526542367350</id><published>2008-03-04T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:42:04.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Donno true or not also... But I heard that this Mas Selamat was actually mistreated to death, but they just come up with some excuse saying that he manage to escape just to cover the fact the he has died... They don't want the world to know that our government are very inhumane, no respect of human rights... Then after that, they'll just come up with some excuse saying where he was found and how he died...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-2375747526542367350?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/2375747526542367350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=2375747526542367350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2375747526542367350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2375747526542367350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/03/donno-true-or-not-also.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-2791413854457914921</id><published>2008-03-03T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:25:40.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R8wX2aOQKtI/AAAAAAAAAbY/33sGi0P4H0Q/s1600-h/msk_mug_modified.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R8wX2aOQKtI/AAAAAAAAAbY/33sGi0P4H0Q/s400/msk_mug_modified.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173536295461333714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I receive  MMS from the Singapore Police... Who else have received this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-2791413854457914921?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/2791413854457914921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=2791413854457914921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2791413854457914921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2791413854457914921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-morning-i-receive-mms-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R8wX2aOQKtI/AAAAAAAAAbY/33sGi0P4H0Q/s72-c/msk_mug_modified.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5924531330398071481</id><published>2008-02-16T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:33:32.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R7cCK7kIPSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/8_NmVS_N6B4/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R7cCK7kIPSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/8_NmVS_N6B4/s400/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167601484242107682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to work only, my toy kena bang... What the hell man! The bumper came off a bit and... It's now disfigured... :( Still recovering from the shock...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5924531330398071481?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5924531330398071481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5924531330398071481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5924531330398071481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5924531330398071481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/02/come-to-work-only-my-toy-kena-bang.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R7cCK7kIPSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/8_NmVS_N6B4/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-9215241829608683539</id><published>2008-02-11T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:17:48.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virus Attack!</title><content type='html'>Today at work, donno what my colleague did... Surf Youtube until kena virus... He was looking for the Edison Chen scandal thingy, then he came upon the link and that's it! Trojans, Spyware, Malware, Virus... And the funny thing is, once kena already, they will bring you to a website call file-secure.com which once you go to their website they will self install whatever thingy into your PC. Then they want you to pay before they remove it!  He's using IE7 to browse it... Now I know why IE7 got problem when it comes to security... Because when you using Firefox, it will at least ask you whether you wanna install it, but when using IE7, you have no choice! They WILL install it whether you like it or not!... To those who are still curious about the Edison Chen scandal thingy... Don't know too much also better lah... It's best if you stay curious... Know too much also no good... Especially for your PC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion is that this file-secure.com is actually responsible for the attack for the PC... And they want you to pay them for removing it... So whatever you do, do NOT install it... Better yet use Mozilla Firefox when surfing the net... Because even if you come across some website that try to install somethings into your PC, Firefox can still at least let you have a say in what you wanna install and what you don't... IE7 gives you no say whatsoever... Sometime kena virus also donno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now set the internet security level to high, intranet security level to high, trusted sites and restricted sites to high also... At least if somehow got some website still try to use IE7 to install something, at least it will not install... Once I set it already, I just leave it one side and let it gather dust liao and use Mozilla Firefox all the way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-9215241829608683539?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/9215241829608683539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=9215241829608683539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/9215241829608683539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/9215241829608683539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/02/virus-attack.html' title='Virus Attack!'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-384917293901715326</id><published>2008-01-31T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:51:59.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-384917293901715326?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/384917293901715326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/384917293901715326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/01/quiz-your-view-on-yourself-you-are-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3310093235068874846</id><published>2008-01-13T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:39:46.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Entry of 2008</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone!... It's been a while since I last update... So here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new job was great... Other than the distance, I don't really have much to complain about... The pay is better compared to NTUC, the envoironment is better, the boss is definitely much better! No paperwork for me, no need to settle any returns, write-off or any exchange... Times up can just go only... Get to sample some wines, cheese and some other food I never even heard of before... But frankly speaking... I still don't like the taste of wine... It'll take me sometime before I actually appreciate wine... The cheese... Phew! The smell! Wah lao... STINK!!! Not all lah... Just some only...&lt;br /&gt;This week just finish my 2nd In Camp Training... Life is good there also! On the first day, drive to Seletar Air Base and back... After that, the rest of the week just plain idle... Nothing to do... Eat finish, sleep... Sleep finish, eat! Time up go back... Sometime I went back to Whitesand in my army uniform also. Yesterday I went back to Whitesand to see some of them... Saw some old faces and some new ones... Of course I had a chat with the old faces lah... The new face where got know me?... Anyway, I was chatting with Ya Lan... Chat halfway, PBS showed up... I donno also... Whether is it he saw me then face black black or he still face black black already...I don't wanna talk to him also... I go and look for PCK, PBS walk pass, give the KNS face again... Like I give a damn about him like that... Chatted some more with them, had lunch and then I went back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went back to Whitesand again. Had lunch with Chun Ying... Later Yu Zhu and Anna showed up... Chatted until about 2 pm like that, I went back to NTUC... Walk around... See they all so busy reminds me of my time there... I guess part of me is still there... Anyway, waited until about 5 to 6 like that, went out with Pei Ming, Hwee Chung,  Hui Min and her son, then last minute manage to get 2 more... Cai Ting and Florence... The initial plan was to go to Tampines there to have dinner at Nihon Mura Restaurant to have the 99¢ sushi... But as we went to the MRT, it was raining heavily... So last minute change... Decided to went to East Point to have sushi instead... No difference... Actually there is lah, the colored plates are $1.99 while the premium plates are $4.99... $1 cheaper than the one at Whitesand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls got me this... Pineapple puffs... NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R4oeRhLhl-I/AAAAAAAAAY4/EaScCa-1RAk/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R4oeRhLhl-I/AAAAAAAAAY4/EaScCa-1RAk/s400/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154966009792272354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ladies got me this... I pretty sure they're expensive chocolate... I had one completely melt in my mouth... Got wine inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R4oeRRLhl9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/MpYnLjWoPyA/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R4oeRRLhl9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/MpYnLjWoPyA/s400/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154966005497305042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually I don't really expect anything back from them... My main plan is just to have a nice meal with them... Not that I'm complaining... I shall enjoy them slowly :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3310093235068874846?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3310093235068874846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3310093235068874846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3310093235068874846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3310093235068874846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-entry-of-2008.html' title='1st Entry of 2008'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R4oeRhLhl-I/AAAAAAAAAY4/EaScCa-1RAk/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-6268385253408700082</id><published>2007-12-31T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T13:57:47.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last blog of 2007</title><content type='html'>Well... It's the last day of 2007 and also the last entry of 2007... It has been a roller coaster ride for me... There has been a high point in my life and the lowest point in my life... But now, it's time to start everything anew... Start all over again... It's been my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; and my honor... See you all in 2008 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-6268385253408700082?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/6268385253408700082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=6268385253408700082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6268385253408700082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6268385253408700082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-blog-of-2007.html' title='Last blog of 2007'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3991486259679506136</id><published>2007-12-25T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T14:30:05.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Merry Christmas Gang!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_TL1CqgEJQ&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_TL1CqgEJQ&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3991486259679506136?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3991486259679506136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3991486259679506136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3991486259679506136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3991486259679506136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-gang.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5552205070168452137</id><published>2007-12-17T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T22:06:11.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couldn't sleep last night... Was thinking about the new workplace... Tossing and turning... Only had a few hours of sleep... Woken up by Esther's sms... Might as well... Don't wanna be late on my first day on the job also... Was suppose to report there by 10 am... I reached there...9 am... Walk around, trying to get to know the area also... Coronation Plaza also got NTUC was walking around... Then I saw this guy... At first glance, I though that was Chua... I thought to myself since when Chua come to Coronation Plaza?... Then at second glance... Nope... The pattern just looked like him only... I guess part of me was still there... Working there for 5 years liao can't blame me also lah hor? Everything start all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I managed to find the bus that comes to Coronation Plaza...&lt;br /&gt;For     SBS: 66, 74, 151, 154, 156, 170, 174&lt;br /&gt;For SMRT: 67, 171, 852, 961&lt;br /&gt;For   TIBS: 645&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession to make... The saturday outing where Leow tag along... I was the one who invited him... He didn't come uninvited... It's my fault... Sorry guys and 2 gals...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5552205070168452137?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5552205070168452137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5552205070168452137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5552205070168452137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5552205070168452137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/12/couldnt-sleep-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-7392878805749004460</id><published>2007-12-16T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:19:15.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the map of the place where I'll be at... The company I'm working for is call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Culina&lt;/span&gt; Quality Food &amp;amp; Beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R2U3lxLhl8I/AAAAAAAAAYo/VOKWJrul6hY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R2U3lxLhl8I/AAAAAAAAAYo/VOKWJrul6hY/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144579271337023426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm starting my job anew... Somehow, I'm not exactly happy or excited about it though... I felt kind of empty instead... Like I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;donno&lt;/span&gt; what to do like that... I was so looking forward to this day, but now it has arrived... I just felt kinda empty... I can only hope that this feeling is temporary... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;donno&lt;/span&gt; what I'll be expecting tomorrow... I make it sound like its a bad thing... I also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;donno&lt;/span&gt; whether it's a good thing or not... I hope my worries are totally uncalled for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-7392878805749004460?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/7392878805749004460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=7392878805749004460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7392878805749004460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7392878805749004460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-map-of-place-where-ill-be-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/R2U3lxLhl8I/AAAAAAAAAYo/VOKWJrul6hY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3318629967755243867</id><published>2007-12-15T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T11:11:44.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Lies SK :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="left: 346px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04541525976136689 visible" href="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/tombstone/tombstone.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 338px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05682657490975821 visible" href="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/tombstone/tombstone.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 338px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05682657490975821 visible" href="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/tombstone/tombstone.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 338px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05682657490975821 visible" href="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/tombstone/tombstone.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 338px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05682657490975821 visible" href="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/tombstone/tombstone.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/tombstone/tombstone.swf" flashvars="h1=12/12/02-15/12/07&amp;amp;h2=Here lies SK&amp;amp;h1x=19.9&amp;amp;h1y=169.25&amp;amp;h2x=70.9&amp;amp;h2y=98.55&amp;amp;sym=5&amp;amp;dom=http://www.JellyMuffin.com/generators/" quality="high" wmode="transparent" name="Tombstone" allowscriptaccess="samedomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="305" width="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/"&gt;Free Myspace Generators&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this day onwards, I will no longer be known as SK. And so this is where my nickname comes to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my NTUC gang... It's been my privilege and my honor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have offended any of you in any way, shape or form, directly and/or indirectly, I humbly seek your forgiveness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to leave all my evil, angry and bitter side into this tombstone, seal it up and never look back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To DQ... All the best in your new career!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jimmy &amp;amp; Stef... Should Shanel and Daniel exist in real life, I hope I can be one of their godfather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Fab... All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Miss Ong (Samantha)... All the best to you and your other half!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To PCK and his missy... All the best! When get married and have wedding dinner must invite me hor!!! I will finish all the food!!! Wahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jun Xuan... All the best! You horny little devil!!! Lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ya Lan... A sister I never have... All the best!!! (She's the one I worried the most because she's still recovering from her wounds...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Wendy... Another sister I never have... All the best in DTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hwee Lan... All the best in DTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Meow Koon... All the best in DTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Beatrice... All the best in your new vocation (Cashier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Cindy... Someone who is motherly to me eventhough I never really say it to her... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Leow... Someone who I can learn from... A brother I never have...All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hussain... Another one I can really learn from... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jenny... Someone who confides in me... She's very proud of her kids... Especially little Jolin... She can talk forever when it comes to her kids... I'm really happy for her! All the best to her and her family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Heidi... All the best to her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Meng Choo... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Henry... Someone I can really learn from when it comes to lesson in life... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Evelyn and A.D... All the best to the 2 of you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Soo Cheng...All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To LJ... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Garang... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Eck eck eck... Oh baby!!! (That's my way of saying hi to him)Lol... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Chua Peng Liang...  All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Wong Teck Jin... Another guy I can really learn from... All the best in Boon Keng Branch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mui Pik... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Siew Luan... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Swee Keng... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ah Koon... He and Mary will get married on the 26/01/08!!! All the best to the 2 of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Desmond... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Cai Ting... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Poh Hong... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jin Zhi... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Tow Kee... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mary(Fresh Dept)... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Tony Sim... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Lau Wah Siang (Another Butcher... Ex Butcher, some of you might know him some of you might not)... All the best to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the late Maaros... May he rest in peace. (One of our former S.O some of you might know him, some of you might not... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To S.O Ong Ah Ter... Some one I can learn from... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To S.O Ibrahim... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ang Nam Beng... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Chun Ying... Another sis I never have... All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Yu Zhu... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hui Min... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Pei Ming... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the 3 Irene-s... 2 blur Queen and 1 CBM... Lol... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Li Fang... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Siew Ling... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Xiao Ling... Some of you know her and some of you don't... All the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!!! That was a long list... Thanks for putting up with all this nonsense... And whoever I left out... Well it's not on purpose one ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3318629967755243867?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3318629967755243867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3318629967755243867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3318629967755243867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3318629967755243867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/12/free-myspace-generators.html' title='Here Lies SK :)'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-8912517971574698526</id><published>2007-12-12T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:28:35.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today marked my 5th year with NTUC... This saturday marks the end of SK...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-8912517971574698526?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/8912517971574698526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=8912517971574698526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8912517971574698526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8912517971574698526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-marked-my-5th-year-with-ntuc.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4107118733145247539</id><published>2007-12-08T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T01:36:16.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-990a37def7f2c563" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D990a37def7f2c563%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331423337%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D816EC5A374E0D5D0BEFB6D4E2FFF23EC88287DBC.601A89E3CFB69AA7F5E2D1BB66A7F746AB94122D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D990a37def7f2c563%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAlQqnaAuvb-mjmYzxzLYrJiuFFQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D990a37def7f2c563%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331423337%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D816EC5A374E0D5D0BEFB6D4E2FFF23EC88287DBC.601A89E3CFB69AA7F5E2D1BB66A7F746AB94122D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D990a37def7f2c563%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAlQqnaAuvb-mjmYzxzLYrJiuFFQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunXuan email me this picture... So I record it and put it here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4107118733145247539?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=990a37def7f2c563&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4107118733145247539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4107118733145247539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4107118733145247539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4107118733145247539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/12/junxuan-email-me-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-2181511694350093414</id><published>2007-12-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:13:07.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Down The Days! ;-)</title><content type='html'>Ah yes... As you can see, I have less than 2 weeks before I'm officially out of there... Saturday I on leave again... Sunday off... Then take leave on 10, 11,12,13,14... Go back to work on the 15th for the last time, 16 rest and then officially start anew on the 17th December 2007 where I'll spent my 31st Christmas over there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking... How should I settle this week?... Finish paperwork, do write off and then go back... That is my plan... Don't wanna issue return note liao... Let the be TL's problem... Yeah... Already kena warning letter, already tendered my resignation... So what else can they throw at me? Thinking of keng-ing MC again wahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DQ is already a free man! Free from the prison known as NTUC... Going to Thailand for a well deserved R&amp;amp;R... So envious... Did I mention I love Thailand? Lol... Have fun over there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of taking a trip of my own... Maybe go for a cruise... It's been years since I last go on a cruise also... The last time I go cruise was in 1980s-90s... Never been on a cruise after that... I also donno what to do with the weeks... Just make it up as I go along...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-2181511694350093414?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/2181511694350093414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=2181511694350093414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2181511694350093414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2181511694350093414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/12/counting-down-days.html' title='Counting Down The Days! ;-)'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5597934544996102945</id><published>2007-12-01T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T11:37:46.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S0PuIsK2ySk&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S0PuIsK2ySk&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5597934544996102945?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5597934544996102945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5597934544996102945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5597934544996102945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5597934544996102945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4165775015211555473</id><published>2007-11-18T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:37:41.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to DQ's place yesterday. Singapore Post. The selling floor was alright but the office and the store was a mess... Ours are much more organized compared to there. Rollcages all over the place. Pallets too. Now I understand why DQ rather face PBS's fury... Anyway, later part of the day Garang showed up too. We went to the office and do some things. I go and clear and reorganize their PC... Their PC damn lag... So do some defragmentation. Their RMS PC was still ok, but their intranet PC was a mess... Gonna take at least the whole day. If I'm not wrong should be ok liao lah... Anyway, showed DQ my new toy and bring him to Changi Village and have nasi lemak! 2 wings! DQ treat! Happy buay!? After that, walk around hoping to encounter some beautiful man... But only manage to encounter one nia... KNS... But better than none... Sianzzzzzz... Send DQ back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to Whitesand to have lunch with the gang at the fish pond there... I ask for murtabak with pork!!! They no pork no mutton... Sianzzzzzzzzzzz... So settle for chicken instead... The meal was simple yet satisfying... Donno how often can do that also... Because once I'm gone, I don't think will have the time liao... Sianzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I've been doing some thinking... Why am I with NTUC for so long? Why did I wait till now then decided to resign?... 4 years... Next month the 12th will mark my 5th year at NTUC... How ironic... I join NTUC in December, now I also resign in December. I'm not going to spend my 5th Christmas there liao... It'll be in the new place... The company that I'm working for is call Culina... Also deal with grocery one... Doing ang mo business... 15th December's my last day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4165775015211555473?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4165775015211555473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4165775015211555473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4165775015211555473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4165775015211555473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-to-dqs-place-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-771536104604796264</id><published>2007-11-15T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:13:11.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning reporting to work, the first thing I do is fill up my resignation form and put it on his tray for his reference... On later part of the day, I donno whether is it out of concern or he's following protocol, he let Sheryl ( HR Personnel also in charge of giving me the warning letter) know of my tendering of resignation and she called me to informing me that she knows of my resignation and want me to talk with her... She call it interview... Whatever lah... I just turn her down flat out straight... I'll let it all out once I'm out of there, not before... Because as long as I'm there, they can still do what they want and when they want, I'll just lay low until then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-771536104604796264?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/771536104604796264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=771536104604796264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/771536104604796264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/771536104604796264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-morning-reporting-to-work-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-1270864898966149056</id><published>2007-11-14T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:17:05.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to HQ for a so-called fair trial... I donno why they even bother also... I already know the results beforehand... I lost the battle... Just as I predicted... I got warning letter while he walks away laughing out loud! Of course they side with him... What you expect? They high high up there, I low low down here... They take home $2000-3000, I take home only $900... He make himself sounds like an angel like that and make me sounds like a devil. Waste my time only... Why not just cut all the nonsense and just say it out loud... "Like he manager, you storekeeper only... You think you can even win? Just go lah! You got no chance in hell one lah!" or something like that... But they "civilized" That's why they go one big circle... I'm gonna tender my resignation letter tomorrow... One month from now... After that, I will no longer be known as SK... My new job is confirm liao... I just need to sign my name only... Might as well let you all know... I'll be working in a company known as Culina... It's also in a retail industry... Selling refine food... Doing ang mo business one... The job my brother recommend me one... I'll be working at Bukit Merah outlet... Right beside Coronation Plaza there... Got time go see me ok? I'll be working as RA there... But starting pay is $1400... Let him tekan while he still can... Because once I'm out of there, good luck to whoever the new storekeeper is... Meng Choo say she'll suffer once I'm gone... I'm already suffering! Let that be her problem once I'm gone... She's not exactly a saint as well Don't wanna go into further detail lah... There's no ending to her also...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-1270864898966149056?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/1270864898966149056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=1270864898966149056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1270864898966149056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1270864898966149056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-to-hq-for-so-called-fair-trial.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4615094677164448014</id><published>2007-11-11T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:01:58.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I now realise how long it took for me to actually walk to Changi Village... About 90 minutes from Loyang Point to Changi Village and another 90 minutes to walk back... 180 minutes! 3 hours!!! Happy Buay?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4615094677164448014?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4615094677164448014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4615094677164448014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4615094677164448014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4615094677164448014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-now-realise-how-long-it-took-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4435382248639618063</id><published>2007-11-07T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:44:16.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/RzHPJOXaOcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/GFrT7Fmsee0/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Reach home already, I decided to email asiamall to complain about the building security personnel... But the people in charge can't be reached... So last night I decided to email straight to their HQ instead... And today PBS asked me to go into his office and told me that the security was sacked!... And if he's expecting me to feel guilty over it... Think again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He use the security guard as a leverage to scold us all... The rest may be suffer in silence but I won't go down without a fight! And I refuse to take all his nonsense lying down also! The way I see it, it's not my fault that he got fired... It's PBS's fault that he got fired! Why do I say that? If he never approached PBS, PBS wouldn't vent his frustrations on me, if he never vent his frustrations on me, I wouldn't vent my frustration on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBS maybe untouchable but I don't think he can really say the same for those who are associated with him though... This will make him think twice before he decided to pull the same stunt... I repeat! I did NOT cause the security guy to lose his job... PBS is the one responsible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wasn't really expecting the guy to get sacked also maybe just some verbal warning or something, but it's done... I'm not really gonna lose sleep over it also... The one who should lose sleep over it should be PBS instead... He's the one who cause the security guy his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If and when I resign, I will email a complain straight to Tan Kian Chew before I go... Perhaps... Even the media if I have to... Let the people know what kind of a manager he is... I will cause a racket before I leave...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-1940071081685591397?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/1940071081685591397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=1940071081685591397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1940071081685591397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1940071081685591397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/11/revenge.html' title='REVENGE!!!'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-1177942319902657504</id><published>2007-10-31T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:17:20.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I on leave. Just come back from Whitesand... Because Chua spent the night at my place, so it's only right to send him to work... I'm not gonna lie... I was actually thinking of asking him to take the bus to work by himself also... But I think to myself, sent him to work then go BK have breakfast also loh... Ok lah, just go only lah... Have breakfast, chatted some more, then went to NTUC there see see look look... Saw Meng Choo, Heidi, talk about yesterday's incident... That Cindy ah... She ask how come I on leave today also... I told her the leave I took today, I apply last month one... She kept thinking the leave I apply yesterday one I also apply today one... Vomit blood talking to her... I tell her twice she doesn't seem to understand I just walk away only... No point boiling my blood over her... She talks, but she NEVER listens... I told Meng Choo already... I'm getting ready to pack my things also as I'm preparing for the worse... Light case kena warning letter or counselling statement... Serious case kena dismissed... I'm ready for both... Whichever the case is, I think I better start clearing my locker also... Meng Choo heard from Leow from my case I most likely suspend 2 weeks... If that's the case happy buay!? Some more can siam stock take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an nice time at D&amp;amp;D last night. Quite a lot of photos were taken and of course I took quite a few videos also... As a souvenir all staff were issued a flask of some sort... During the event, there were games, mini contest,Q&amp;amp;A's,lucky draw and of course food... If I'm not wrong Stef will be taking the photos of food as well as minasan! She does what she does best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough in the list PBS said he's not going, he still showed his face... Not that it's my problem or anything, there were 4 tables for Whitesand, he only visited the 3 tables... The table which I was on he don't even come anywhere near, the most he just walk past by only... Enough about him... On with the entertainment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one magic show, where of course he perform magic... After the show, it's time for the magician to get involve with the audience... I donno considered heng or sway, but I was the heng/sway victim... and the funny part is Chua happen to say he arrow me... What a coincident... Ok loh, so just went up to the stage and he ask me to inspect this box... He ask me to here tap tap, there knock knock... Check the lock... Make sure I personally lock the box... What he doesn't expect from me is I already know how the trick was done... The hinge to where the locked was tampered... So just need to pull out the pin can already... So no matter how strong the lock is, can do one... He saw me touching the hinges and I think he kan chiong liao... Quickly ask me to give the audience the thumbs up... I think for a bit... Ok lah... Let him do his show lah... No point exposing him... I got nothing out of it also... Other than ruin his reputation... So give him the thumbs up lor... So now I wonder who heng and who sway hor? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... somewhere down the line... lucky draw!... From Whitesand, Wong is the lucky winner... He won some donno what Osim UPapa massage thingy... They give him a letter and ask him to go to HQ to collect... Crazy one... Cannot give there and then one... It's not like the thing weigh tons or something...Surprisingly the lucky draw this time was not fixed... Because last time the top 3 prize goes to people from either from HQ, IT, HR or higher level people... the time before that also and some more that time, take it there and then...  I guess someone found out and decided to go neutral... Let the lower level have the presents... For now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recorded 15 videos. Some very the long and some very the short... I'm uploading the videos as I typing all this... I not pro, so the visual quality of course not good... Video until my arms tired so some videos very shaky... Like earthquake like that... Lol... What you expect from a noob? Both my arms are still worn out from last night's videoing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-1177942319902657504?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/1177942319902657504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=1177942319902657504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1177942319902657504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1177942319902657504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-i-on-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-6556354606443885474</id><published>2007-10-30T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T15:54:42.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... Just came home... got into an argument with PBS... Then I vent my frustration on the store by punching an hole in one of the cartons, and kicked one of the cartons containing drinks... I was very pissed off... Warehouse anyhow parked also my fault! The building security does nothing but complain! All I am is a trouble maker in his eyes! He very perfect! He forever right! I forever wrong! Whatever!!!... Security department come down for further investigation... No need to guess the outcome one... I sure lose one... Why? One word... Insubordination... But they just come down and waste my time anyway... He work 30 years, I only work 4 years... Who you think will win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to look forward to D&amp;amp;D... I still will go one... Shall not let that ruin my day... Just because he doesn't have a life doesn't mean I shouldn't have also...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-6556354606443885474?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/6556354606443885474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=6556354606443885474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6556354606443885474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6556354606443885474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-8552140194476238051</id><published>2007-10-28T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T01:15:05.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width='425' height='366'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/cp/vjVQa1PpcFNj7tdADaFjG-Pgdw_cU2MJ_EuZ-iYYYgU='&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/params&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/cp/vjVQa1PpcFNj7tdADaFjG-Pgdw_cU2MJ_EuZ-iYYYgU=' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='366'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-8552140194476238051?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/8552140194476238051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=8552140194476238051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8552140194476238051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8552140194476238051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-539375792923110434</id><published>2007-10-25T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:40:53.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZC6lWfhtxXQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZC6lWfhtxXQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the video that PCK was telling me about... Swee bo?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-539375792923110434?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/539375792923110434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=539375792923110434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/539375792923110434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/539375792923110434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-video-that-pck-was-telling-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-8830671229229276603</id><published>2007-10-21T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:50:44.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rxs3FQVnGNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/c3UfzppYMrI/s1600-h/samsung-u700.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rxs3FQVnGNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/c3UfzppYMrI/s320/samsung-u700.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123749564488554706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad upgraded his phone line and got this handphone for me... The Samsung U700... It's very slim compare to my Nokia 6288... But I'm still trying to figure out how to use this handphone... With the Nokia, I don't even need to refer to the manual, but with the Samsung... I need to... This might take a while for me to get used to... but I still prefer my Nokia handphone... It's been with me for quite a while already... I intend to do some videoing with my Nokia handphone at D&amp;amp;D also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday DQ called me... It's about the bowling thingy... I don't wanna go mean I don't wanna go... According to Garang... Wong Pui Chan was there also... This might spell disaster...Hwee Ling resign already, JunXuan cannot go, I don't wanna go, DQ and Stef see me don't wanna go they also don't wanna go...  It could've been fun if only PBS don't give people that face... Monday shall see what happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Saturday, the gang will have a little bowling game of our own... We shall compete and see who will enter the "longkang" the most!? Enter the "longkang" competition! Wahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still one more thing I wanna say... But I don't think now is the appropriate time to say it... Maybe sometime near December then I'll announce it... Until then... (In case you're guessing... NO, I'm NOT getting married...) It's not really that big of a deal also... But I'll just keep it to myself until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - The Fridge is for putting temporary message only... The Cbox is for putting permanent message... Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-8830671229229276603?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/8830671229229276603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=8830671229229276603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8830671229229276603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8830671229229276603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/dad-upgraded-his-phone-line-and-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rxs3FQVnGNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/c3UfzppYMrI/s72-c/samsung-u700.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4461409306352102445</id><published>2007-10-14T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:09:08.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/RxH1BgVnGMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f3uQDXjJbvo/s1600-h/top_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/RxH1BgVnGMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f3uQDXjJbvo/s320/top_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121143657506216130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my dad... He had been eyeing this van for quite a while now... And now he decided to buy it... $385,500... Suzuki Every...a 3 cylinder, 660 cc van... It is very small... But fortunately enough for me to squeeze myself inside it... It was ok... They added a DVD player, reverse sensor, anti theft thingy inside and some shade for the rear of the van...That mean outside cannot see in but inside can see outside... Will arrive in 10 - 14 days time... Trade in my present junk for this one... Who wanna go for a ride? On second thought... Maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That old junk maybe well... junk, but it still have a sentimental value to me... I have some fond memories in that thing... But oh well... We all have to move on... Besides, that old thing is starting to give problems...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4461409306352102445?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4461409306352102445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4461409306352102445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4461409306352102445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4461409306352102445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/went-out-with-my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/RxH1BgVnGMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f3uQDXjJbvo/s72-c/top_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-2970176107261116351</id><published>2007-10-04T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:27:50.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size:11px;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/funnypictures/details/137"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/funnypics/holidays/jobblows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/funnypictures"&gt;Get Funny Pictures&lt;/a&gt; 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Want me to let him know who will cover my duties during my absence... Who else? The TL lah!!! It's very obvious that he's coming at me... Fine then... I've decided not to go already... Like it's big deal like that... I'm dropping out of the game... But DQ see me dropping out of the game, he also decided to drop out... And Stef too... See what he has to say tomorrow... The email has been sent... I'm not gonna participate in any whatever nonsense organize by NTUC... He make an eventful event so unenjoyable... What's the point? I'm not going anymore...Sorry to drag Stef and DQ also...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-2833197593022504408?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/2833197593022504408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=2833197593022504408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2833197593022504408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2833197593022504408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/pbs-wanted-me-to-give-him-answer.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-7104052439947743217</id><published>2007-10-03T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T02:02:10.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#BFE9FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEF4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally a friendly and trusting person.&lt;br /&gt;But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy for you to feel shaken, worried, or depressed.&lt;br /&gt;You often worry, and your worries prevent you from living life fully.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be emotionally reactive and moody. Your either flying very high or feeling very low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is low.&lt;br /&gt;You're a pretty conservative person, and you favor what's socially acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;You think that change for novelty's sake is a very bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;While some may see this as boring, many see you as dependable and wise.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-7104052439947743217?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/7104052439947743217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=7104052439947743217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7104052439947743217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/7104052439947743217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-five-factor-personality-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4184864982515700993</id><published>2007-10-02T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:15:07.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At work, PBS says how come he wasn't notified about the bowling thingy... And he wanted to know who was the one who email about the participant... I just told him that DQ ask me wanna join the bowling thingy or not... I just say ok, but I didn't tell him who was the one doing the emailing... The fact is that my name is in the list... If my name wasn't there, he wouldn't even give a damn about it... Because he don't like me... Got course don't let me attend... There was some course that was open to ALL!!!  I wanted to attend, he don't allow... If he know that I'm gonna join the bowling thingy, he confirm won't put my name in there one... Because he's the type who like to hold people back... Don't want people to progress... Very selfish character... Biase also... Like to practise favoritism... I can tell you who are some of his fave... One of them is Ya Lan, Cindy is another one... Who else... Some of the cashier also... Like... Jenny Pie, Puay Cheng... The list goes on... As long as they're lian-ish or old lian-ish type or young or at least looked young, you can bet he favors them... Very the Chee Hong type... When's the last time you see him nice towards Heidi? Or towards Jenny and Soo Cheng? Or even towards some of the old timer auntie like Mary, or Jin Zhi? When's the last time Cindy got scolded by him? Can anyone remember, because I certainly don't... Like Justin Timberlake's song, what comes around goes around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day should I resign, the first person I shoot to the media will be him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4184864982515700993?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4184864982515700993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4184864982515700993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4184864982515700993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4184864982515700993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/at-work-pbs-says-how-come-he-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-97244507573287622</id><published>2007-10-01T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:01:31.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still at work... Today work until like very the chuan... Today PBS never show up for work also... I was thinking that maybe he was celebrating Children's Day or something... But he on mc... So Whatever lah... I super siao on today... Every thing do 100% check... That's what he want, then that's what he'll get... If he cannot think outside the box, then so be it... I won't think outside the box also...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-97244507573287622?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/97244507573287622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=97244507573287622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/97244507573287622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/97244507573287622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/10/still-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-363308492750720226</id><published>2007-09-30T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T15:36:20.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went home at 5.20pm yesterday... Then after a shower and a short rest, went to the Singapore Museum with my special someone (you guys and a gal should know who) to catch an old classic movie... I think it's a 30s-40s movie...  Or even further back, if they still alive, they probably be ah ma or six feet under liao... Anyway, they showed it on open air so free seatings...I donno why the titles called Our Sister Hedy when the chinese movie title is called 四千近 meaning the four sisters... Anyway, it's about the 4 sisters... The 1st sister Hilda, the motherly figure, Helen, the more 'hiao'-ish type... got lot of boyfriend but stolen 2 of Hilda's boyfriend... The third one Hedy the tomboy of the lot and Hazel, the blur blur of the lot... It's about boy girl relationship... But they put family before anything else... The bond of the 4 sisters are still strong despite all the crisis. In the end all four got married and lived happily ever after... Kinda entertaining also... The movie start at 8 ended at 10...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rv9M3GV7hAI/AAAAAAAAAXY/y7Y2ONn4xyE/s1600-h/Voice+of+A+Murderer+1+%28Custom%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rv9M3GV7hAI/AAAAAAAAAXY/y7Y2ONn4xyE/s320/Voice+of+A+Murderer+1+%28Custom%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115892211195282434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After that, we went to the nearby Kopitiam to have supper was thinking of going straight home after that, then walked pass by Cathy Cineleisure, so decided to go there see see look look... Decided to catch another movie. A Korean movie called Voice of the Murderer. This movie was based on a true story that happened in 1991. It's about the son of the famous news broadcaster being kidnapped and was demanded $100,000. The kidnapper played mind games with them, make them go round in circles, demanded another $100,000 and played some more mind games with them and the police... In the end, the boy died, the parents were mentally scarred and the kidnapper got away with $200,000... Till now the kidnapper is somewhere out there spending the money in luxury and the parents are still scarred...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie ended at about 2 am like that, then she wanted to take the cab home. Bring her to take a cab and then I take the night bus home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the saturdays in the month of October, I'm on leave again! SK's back!!! Wahahaha!!! D&amp;amp;D is on the 30th, I took leave on 31st...Yeah!!! Happy Buay!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-363308492750720226?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/363308492750720226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=363308492750720226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/363308492750720226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/363308492750720226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/09/went-home-at-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rv9M3GV7hAI/AAAAAAAAAXY/y7Y2ONn4xyE/s72-c/Voice+of+A+Murderer+1+%28Custom%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4310159781237671794</id><published>2007-09-28T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:24:44.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During work, I was doing the receiving then suddenly Jenny approached me and told me that her dog was hit by a car and died instantly... She's taking it very hard... I guess fate has another plans... After she told me, she straight away went back... And she managed to recover from a lost, now she have to deal with it again... I don't really know how to console her also... She showed me a photo of her dog wearing Jolin's uniform, such a cute sight to behold. She show pride in her little dog... May her little dog rest in peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4310159781237671794?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4310159781237671794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4310159781237671794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4310159781237671794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4310159781237671794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/09/during-work-i-was-doing-receiving-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-2227194411126072045</id><published>2007-09-23T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:46:18.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had dinner at Bedok, went to the NTUC nearby to create some 'havoc'. Then went to the nearby Shop N Save to see see look look... Went to the playground behind the block, was about to take the bus home when we saw this one rollcage filled with toilet roll... We played around a bit...introducing Fabian! The unofficial toilet roll spokesman for Shop N Save.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be4cbce44c597877" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe4cbce44c597877%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331423338%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B683707FCA2CDEF05B32CB0F78299C1268BE0D1.35CBF1E6CA4C623AB248646E784E37CBD90519B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe4cbce44c597877%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSz7-8DcmuN32WVhLr_0liraDfDM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe4cbce44c597877%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331423338%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B683707FCA2CDEF05B32CB0F78299C1268BE0D1.35CBF1E6CA4C623AB248646E784E37CBD90519B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe4cbce44c597877%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSz7-8DcmuN32WVhLr_0liraDfDM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-2227194411126072045?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=be4cbce44c597877&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/2227194411126072045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=2227194411126072045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2227194411126072045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/2227194411126072045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-had-dinner-at-bedok-went-to-ntuc.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-4134641915207456808</id><published>2007-09-21T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:17:40.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame Stories</title><content type='html'>Ok... Here's the story... I have females coming to my house everyday... Every night 'she' would fly to my room... Literally... She spit her saliva into you, she sucks and she swallows! Damn! Sounds like porn hor? Lol...  Don't get any wrong idea, this 'she' refers to a mosquito... What a pain! If you know how a mosquito operate, you should know what I'm talking about... It suck and swallows meaning blood of course... As for spitting the saliva, it means it deposits it's toxin that causes you to itch... I don't know about your place but mosquitoes are making themselves very the comfortable at my place...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4134641915207456808?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4134641915207456808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4134641915207456808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4134641915207456808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4134641915207456808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/09/lame-stories.html' title='Lame Stories'/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3088598675813848957</id><published>2007-09-19T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:26:33.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/RvEflmeE9QI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uxE4CAIPwrU/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/RvEflmeE9QI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uxE4CAIPwrU/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111901782884545794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering what is that, that is the picture of my right blue black heel... I was destroying all of Cindy's things using my right leg... Let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up unusually early today... So decided to go to White Sand early and decided to have breakfast at BK. After a hearty one, I then report to work with minutes to spare... Then that's where it all began... Ah Koon and Meng Choo were at the store with PBS black black face as usual... Anyway, he started digging out all the 'hidden treasures' left by Cindy... They were already write off liao... But she still keep it in the store also... She say she want to sell it to staff cheap cheap... Anyway, all her 'treasures' were dug out... PBS give me the orders to destroy them with a hammer... I geh kiang... Go and stomp it with my right leg... After all I was wearing safety boots mah... I was destroying all the things that PBS want me to... and at the same time venting out my frustrations... I was actually enjoying the destruction... Too bad my leg cannot take the impact... So no choice, I go take the hammer and continue my path of destruction... By the time I was done destroying everything, I was limping... Not that bad but enough to cause a limp... That Cindy ah... Sigh... She and her fetish for garang guni... Initially PBS dug out some glass ware, then Cindy saw it and she go and hide it... Later part of the afternoon, he found it... And ask me to take a hammer and smash it... :) With pleasure! I don't really have to smash it so hard also lah... Just enough to make it break into pieces... My only regret was that I never video it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3088598675813848957?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3088598675813848957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3088598675813848957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3088598675813848957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3088598675813848957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-case-youre-wondering-what-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/RvEflmeE9QI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uxE4CAIPwrU/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5233090319952872314</id><published>2007-09-18T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:45:02.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning late as usual... Clock in already, then straightaway hear Henry ngam ngam cham cham already... Saying something about warehouse 66 come down lah... Something about bringing out the pallet at 8.30 am like that lah... Something about Cindy kpkb about it lah... Then Henry 吐 her back lah... Anyway, PBS wasn't around because he was spending the night at White sand last night... Anyway, Henry just keep yapping non stop... I do receiving also, he still yapping non stop... Just really feel like telling him... OY!!!! Over already lah... Just go back to work can or not?!...  Before I reach the store, I can already smell the toxic fumes... Luckily, the smell wasn't that strong when I reach the store. But open one of the cold room... PHEW!!! The smell was super strong! Once is all I need to open... But overall the smell is still considered negligible lah... The whole day I also ignore Cindy... She ask for my help, I just tell her I no strength lah... Haven't eaten anything... But I guess I helped her indirectly also... Because I was helping Ya Lan... Ya Lan was under her mah... No choice lah... She's very sisterly towards me... I would do anything for her one... But... Ever since my mom died, Cindy's rather motherly towards me also... Maybe it's wrong of me to ignore also... But I just can't stand her sometimes... Ever happen to any of you? Maybe I shouldn't do that to her also... She is after all a TL... Eventhough I don't say it out... She is sort of my godmother also... It's like she wanted to be noticed... Wanting some attention... I can tell she hates to be alone... As for me, I'm used to be alone... But if got some kaki to go makan with me, even better. If no kaki, I just go solo nia lah... either way it's fine with me also... I like to be alone sometimes... Give me sometimes to think... Let me do the things I needed to in peace... But too much isolation is not good also... That part I know... But sometimes especially at work, I needed isolations... And that is one thing I don't have at work... So I make it up for it at home... After work,  go home, take a shower, then lock myself in my little private paradise where I am the king of my own world... Doing what I want, when I wanted... It can be a luxury, but it can also be a curse... Everything in life has it's pros and cons... For example, money... I'm sure you all heard of this... 'Money is the root of all evil' It's true when you think about it... Yes, money can buy you almost all the things in the world... But at the same time, it is because of money, there's crime... Usually, crimes evolves around money... Robbery, kidnapping, extortions... You get the picture... War is another example... One of life's necessary evil... With war, people die, bloodshed... Without war, people won't know peace...Without war, people won't know how to defend themselves, won't know how to survive... Huh? I was talking about work and suddenly talking I'm talking about life's necessary evil?... Now how did that happen?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5233090319952872314?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5233090319952872314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5233090319952872314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5233090319952872314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5233090319952872314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-morning-late-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-1687983349766499047</id><published>2007-09-11T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:46:52.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Sept 11th... A lot of thing happened on this day... But the most obvious ones everyone know one lah... But on a personal level, on this day, is the day I got my first my license. 11 September 1995... and... that's it... No big deal one lah...  Feel better already. No more terrorist activities for me... I no longer bomb the toilet as much now (I know, LAME!!! But what to do? I'm bored!)... Tomorrow's my last day of MC. I think I should go out also... Get some fresh air also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the irony... One of the medication is for my giddiness, but the side effects will be drowsiness... ??? Medicine for giddiness, but take already will experience drowsiness? Then like that what for take?... I know lah... Just bored nia... I know it's lame, but I'm bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-1687983349766499047?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/1687983349766499047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=1687983349766499047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1687983349766499047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/1687983349766499047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-is-sept-11th.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-398283628968238377</id><published>2007-09-10T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:52:43.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't sleep much... So left the house sort of early... I force myself to eat something... Had breakfast at Burger King... All I had was a sandwich call king sandwich together with a drink and hashbrown... Just like that feel extremely full already... Very the 'nua'. Then after that, told the TL that I'm going to visit the doctor... Reach the clinic, the waiting part feels like forever. Clinic open already, now wait for the doctor to come... Also feels like forever... I guess the clinic is the only place where customers are the only one who has to wait... They have to wait and will wait... Don't want to wait? Go some place else lah... Don't want to wait someone else will... 15 minutes after the opening, the doctor then come... Wait again... Then FINALLY! My turn! She gave me only 2 days, I ask for additional 1 more YES! So I'll be back to work this thursday... That means this week I only work 3 days... Song Bo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-398283628968238377?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/398283628968238377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=398283628968238377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/398283628968238377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/398283628968238377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/09/didnt-sleep-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3869922793624222954</id><published>2007-09-09T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:41:25.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was supposed to go to the chalet organise by Leow yesterday... But by afternoon I started to feel weak... So just tahan until going back time, reach home, the first thing I do is go to my bedroom and crash... After that I don't feel like getting up anymore, because I was feeling very weak, my head feels kind of heavy, then later DQ and Leow sms me... To make the long story short, I did not went to the chalet... I crash until about midnight and force myself to get up and take a quick shower and then head back to sleep... Also, other then my bedroom, the toilet seems to be my new paradise... I have to make a visit at least every 1-2 hour... Yesterday and today all I did is sleep and visit my new paradise... Don't really have the appetite to eat anything cooked... I can still eat fruit because of the water content inside it and juice, my dad bought bee hoon and fried rice and all I have is a few mouthful and leave the rest... My body joints are aching anywhere and everywhere... I have to lay flat because if I lay on one side that's where that ache comes in... Don't know whether tomorrow can make to work or not... 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Woke up at 5 am like that... Then can't sleep anymore... Just lie down on the bed only... Until 6 am then start to get change... Change already, take bike to Whitesand... Parking lot so very the ulu ulu ... I like it.... Wahahaha!!!  Anyway, reach there 6.30am like that... Still got time for breakfast, so I go MacDonald's eat the donno what bagel the thingy... It was ok... Anyway, eat finish already, then go store... Still haven't open yet... 6.50 am then Hussain decided to show his face... Hahah!!! Open the shutter, I first one to clock in... Yeah baby!!! (So swa ku!) Then start the morning chaos... GLS, vege... Lucky can still manage... Then after that, morning briefing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the first half of the briefing, but what I did catch is him kpkb about Ang Nam Beng... Say until like Ang's the devil and he's the angel like that... Ai ya... Heck care him lah...Everyone knows that PBS is anything but an angel. Then after briefing I still got some time before supplier come in... Wong pass me the POT and ask me to check got any order inside, he saw it and tell it's TL's job... Let the TL settle it... Then he saw me, tell me like he's giving out orders like this is the military like that... Say all the quick order let the TL do... Fresh one let the fresh TL do, frozen one let the frozen one do... UNDERSTAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just keep quiet only loh... Like I already said... Chaos has a new name...PBS!!! So I just help with the arranging of the empty roll cages loh. Everything settle already, okay... First supplier from 9 am... He never really bother me for the rest of the day... Only every now and then he show his face... I don't know about the rest of the department though... He left me alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30pm Meng Choo show her face... Then I ask her I go back what time ah? She also show me her sort of unhappy face like that... Whatever... She say she not ZERO TWO! She don't decide what time I go back... I know she not 02, she 03~_~... But I didn't tell her that... Forget her lah... Swah lah... Time up woohoo!!! go home!!! What happen after that, donno, don't wanna know, don't need to know, don't have to know... If he not happy I go back 3.20pm... TOO BAD!!! Wahahah!!! I just wanna disappear before he does... 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Woohoo!!! 爽不爽???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5139931491304171359?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5139931491304171359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5139931491304171359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5139931491304171359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5139931491304171359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/08/tl-neo-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/RsM4Y10WQaI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ioDHhS_BBYI/s72-c/DQ+%26+Stef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-8790543184017668371</id><published>2007-08-14T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T01:01:15.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pwbDXuh8xWA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pwbDXuh8xWA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOne0du6iNM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOne0du6iNM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-8790543184017668371?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/8790543184017668371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=8790543184017668371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8790543184017668371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/8790543184017668371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-6321174290950337936</id><published>2007-08-09T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T14:35:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 300th Entry</title><content type='html'>Happy National Day!!!... Whatever lah... I don't celebrate it lah... So I'm just saying it for the sake of saying it... I don't celebrate it... To me, it's just another day... Fine... Off day for me as well... Anyway, went to Sentosa with my special guest. I've recorded over 40 videos over there, so I'll just randomly picked a few, if you wanna see the rest, you should know where to find them. In case, you were wondering how my special guest looked like... Here she is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rrs2Il0WQZI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_oD2tfMfud0/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rrs2Il0WQZI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_oD2tfMfud0/s400/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096726924518375826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken inside the Carlsberg viewing tower. It had a nice 360 degree view. It's in one of the clips that I recorded.  Also went to the history museum.... The butterfly garden... Sky ride... I had an enjoyable day... 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rrs2Il0WQZI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_oD2tfMfud0/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3197378653896246820</id><published>2007-08-06T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:40:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WczNKS6ibK4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WczNKS6ibK4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3197378653896246820?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3197378653896246820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3197378653896246820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3197378653896246820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3197378653896246820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-5324793553434468822</id><published>2007-08-02T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:05:29.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank goodness the smell is gone... I was actually thinking that if this keeps up, someone's gonna have brain damage for sure, lucky the smell is gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lockers are now relocated near my area there, the office are being relocated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Lian, Ya Lang, Meng Choo, Henry, Ah Koon were all working overtime... Well... Meng Choo's working night so she's not, anyway they all manage to rush to get the things done... With little things left tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in my 4 years of working at NTUC, this is the first time I see Jenny cry... Apparently, the new dog that she acquired has just passed away... Eventhough the dog's been with her family for only the period of 5 days, she's already emotionally attached to it, I was surprise to see her cry... I donno how to console her also, good thing that Li Fang was there to console her... All I can do is lend her my ears... Her kids were also taking it very hard... Before she bought the dog, she take the photo of it and put it in her handphone and show me the picture of the little dog... It was a husky... I even suggest to her to make of video of it and put it on Youtube... Sadly, that day never come... And to think that she was super excited about the latest addition to the family... She's gonna send it off tomorrow... The last ride... May her dog rest in peace... Dogs are men's best friend... Sometimes men are dog's best friend as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-5324793553434468822?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/5324793553434468822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=5324793553434468822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5324793553434468822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/5324793553434468822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/08/thank-goodness-smell-is-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-3556907672565326357</id><published>2007-08-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T22:42:22.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning, report to work as usual... Then they told me that my new table has arrived... I donno how to react to that also... Anyway, it is a whole lot smaller but it's taller... Can still put certain things there... I'm still trying to figure out what to put where... Still am... Anyway, later part of the morning, 11 plus like that, as I was doing some receiving, there was this smell coming from the inside near the coldroom area...  And the smell never left after that... Now I'm having a headache already... Right now, even as I type this, the smell still lingers in my senses... I can still smell it here... I donno how long is this gonna last... And the 'best' part is, I got to do this all over again... And as it gets into the later part of the day, the fume got stronger... The mask doesn't seem to help at all... All it does is filter out the dust, but not the fumes... Now the smell is embeded inside my nose already...  And if it keeps up with that, it'll only be a matter of time when someone will suffer brain damage I think the headache is already a symptom... As I work, there are some times when I can't even stand up straight... Lose my balance even...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I can't get that smell out of my head... Mental scar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Stef borrowed the mask from me... As the smell of the fume is starting to get to her as well... So is DQ, Jenny, DQ's 'fave' cashier, virtually all the staff. Every hour got a certain customer complain about the smell... They won't be the first, and they most certainly won't be the last...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-3556907672565326357?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/3556907672565326357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=3556907672565326357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3556907672565326357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/3556907672565326357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-morning-report-to-work-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-6168312685609704397</id><published>2007-08-01T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T01:22:58.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My IQ is 109 only... :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/uiq/index.jsp?testname=uiqogt&amp;resultid=H" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/uiq/images/inquisitor2_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test at Tickle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; 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Today, woke up at about 12 like that... Drag about a bit... Then finally feel like getting up at about 1 pm like that... Wahahaha!!! Anyway, after that had brunch with my dad, then still delay some more, watch TV Batman Begins on HBO... Then after that, take the bus to Whitesand. While on the bus, saw Oji with her 2 kids and her mother... I think... One of the kids refer to her as "nek", that means nenek or grandmother... So should be lah... Anyway, they got off at Ya Lan's place and the bus continue until it reach Whitesand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go inside NTUC, almost everyone was surprise to see me on my off day... I go there to do some write-offs and doing stock check in advance... But I sort of drag also... Reach there already, do some paper work... do halfway, Jenny ask me to help her with clearing the office files... Then after that, continue doing the paperwork... Finish paperwork already, then the promoter, LJ, Yan Ping and Xiao Hui ask me to join them for KFC... How can I say no to that? They ask DQ to join but he's still recovering so he cannot go... If that were me, I still go despite the sickness... Anyway, had a simple yet satisfying dinner with them, chatted some more... Then back to work... Then and only then I feel like working... Took me 3 hours to finish... I was squatting and standing, standing and squatting... Scan almost finish already, then Li Fang call for me... The room that was constructed for cleaner equipment was 'Lao Chap'-ing...So I called Leow, told him what happen, then he ask me to look for the cleaner, saw PCK, ask him to look for Shahrul, he called him, then PCK and Leow try to collect the water as much as they can... Try to prevent the water from reaching the selling area... PCK use the mop, I look for the pail for him to squeeze the 'chap' out, Leow say get the dust pan to scoop the water lah... Ya hor... Never thought of that also... By the way, the water stinks!!! It smells like someone's vomit... Even as I'm typing this, the smell still lingers inside my nose...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, scan finish already time to go home... Finish at about 9.30pm like that... Then decided to walk home. Walk pass by the fishing pond there... Look around... The makan place was rather crowded... I have no intention of eating anyway, so just continue to walk around some more... Until about to reach home, I decided to make a last minute stop to Loyang Point... The Shop N Save was closed but the 7-11 was still open... Bought some titbit and some drinks and carried them home... Ok lah... Come to think about it, working does makes the time fly by faster hor? I donno about you all, but it sure does for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-4986713460742981109?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/4986713460742981109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=4986713460742981109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4986713460742981109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/4986713460742981109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Starting my life anew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24479996.post-282699279255196040</id><published>2007-07-22T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:43:08.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is 22 July 2007... Which marks 8 years since my ORD... Today I went out to Bugis, ride the DHL helium balloon... Got a special guest with me as well. Also to celebrate her belated birthday at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5LCJnVNYs-k"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5LCJnVNYs-k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DkYoZWzlL_Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DkYoZWzlL_Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near my house there was a kindergaten... Walk pass by and happen to saw these... I had to take pictures of it... 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NOT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rp5UsO34ZVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7dM53I2DdPY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dt2fngeYjS8/Rp5UsO34ZVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7dM53I2DdPY/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088597747858695506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looks I have Windows Vista installed in my PC... But actually, I don't. I'm still using Windows XP... I just go and download Windows Vista Transformation Pack 7.0... Now eventhough I'm using Windows XP, it looks like it's running Vista... Wahahaha!!! 爽不爽?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24479996-6044614351544229218?l=what-a-pain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/feeds/6044614351544229218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24479996&amp;postID=6044614351544229218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6044614351544229218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24479996/posts/default/6044614351544229218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-pain.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-windows-vista-not.html' title='I have Windows Vista... 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My music player in this blog cannot play... anything that's in my playlist cannot play at all... No choice lah... remove them for now... See what happen later... Tomorrow's monday again... Usually it's nothing one... But ever since Brian came along, everything is all messed up again... I have to pick up where he left off... Like that it's more of a problem than solution... Frankly speaking... I rather have Ming Jie come back... Brian is only a student studying logistics meaning transportation only... Why does he have to learn paperwork anyway? I thought he'll be some of a help... Even for a month also can... Instead he's more of a problem than a solution... And that is one thing I don't need right now... If Pang attach Brian to me again, I'll just ask him to sit at my desk and look beautiful... 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