<?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-32275064</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:24:09.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>鱼人生</title><subtitle type='html'>双鱼的世界，
彩虹的天堂，
丰富的人生。
鱼人生，我的点点滴滴,我的人生。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-4747423168437048332</id><published>2007-12-01T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T04:22:40.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Closing</title><content type='html'>Hi all friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have offically closed this blogsite and decide to migrate to a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you have known that this blog is all about evilfish which is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am moving to another whom is a goodfish and it is me also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not started the first entry as I am planning to post my very 1st on Christmas Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watch out for my 1st entry on Xmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my new blog address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imusic22.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://imusic22.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evil fish is the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the good fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, more substances will be coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4747423168437048332?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4747423168437048332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4747423168437048332' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4747423168437048332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4747423168437048332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/12/official-closing.html' title='Official Closing'/><author><name>Unknown</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>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-6376620413381399164</id><published>2007-11-10T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T08:45:08.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 100th Post</title><content type='html'>Yes, I have finally put up my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100th post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Another of my 100th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wanted to do something like a round up of what I have been writing in this blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do not want to repeat so much of it. It can be meaningless and not so special anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather, I would want to set right of my feelings in my 100th post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Move forward, look forward and plan forward ~ For my career&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Learn to forgive but not forget ~ For my backstabbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) See, listen and write more ~ For my song writing aspirations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Looks is not most important but health is ~ For my slimming motto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Help others by giving more ~ For my kind side of heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Save more and spend wisely ~ For my wealth management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Set foresight right and make good from it ~ For my investment objectives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Perform your duty and be responsible ~ For my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Be there for the ones who are good to you ~ For all my good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) To pick up what has been lost in the past and perform better ~ For my hobbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Take care of my body before you can take care of others ~ For my body health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Yes, this will be my last..... After all the above feelings involving all my important aspects, how can I miss out this one out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For my love life ~ Find one whom you can love and she can love you.  It is better to tell out your feelings than to bury them. You will never know if you never try.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like to make the special thing on the special day. So for now, it's still building time and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new blog will be coming to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you on the closing blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank all for reading my blog and supporting my writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to make the new blog another special one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-6376620413381399164?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6376620413381399164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6376620413381399164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6376620413381399164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6376620413381399164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-100th-post.html' title='My 100th Post'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-6687336398838624316</id><published>2007-10-21T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T16:13:17.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>烂好人</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;烂好人&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么人才算是烂好人？那就是在不适当的情况下，还是发挥那十恶不做，愿意充当时时刻刻都要做好的大好人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在爱情，也有所谓的烂好人的存在。不论男女，烂好人就是那发挥无尽爱的呵护，背负无怨爱的包袱，承受无悔爱的牺牲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你也许是个烂好人，做出的一切你认为都是爱的精神，爱的光芒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你付出，你得到吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无冤无悔，你快乐吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情，就是要双方付出，才会结成属于你们自己爱的果实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有你一个烂好人的付出，结果得到的可能是一个烂果实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情就不该那么计较。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以最重要的是，你快乐吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果是，你就继续发扬光大那烂好人的精神。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果不是，你愿意放弃吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-6687336398838624316?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6687336398838624316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6687336398838624316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6687336398838624316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6687336398838624316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='烂好人'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-7131786145463411921</id><published>2007-10-20T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T18:21:55.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 More Posts</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I am reaching 2 more posts to my 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I will change to another blog site as my usual practice is once I reach the 100th post, I will change to a new site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will take a short break. Once a new chapter starts in my life, I shall blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do a summary write out on my 100th post to reflect my thoughts and feelings towards this blogspot entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-7131786145463411921?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7131786145463411921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7131786145463411921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7131786145463411921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7131786145463411921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-more-posts.html' title='2 More Posts'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-3717347529290033395</id><published>2007-10-20T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T10:47:11.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back Into Love</title><content type='html'>This is a great song by the movie Music and Lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123476718182571954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rxo-7gpBn7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/L7QvqzPhHfg/s320/music.jpg" border="0" /&gt;How sweet and romantic that show can be. It does describe part of my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the wonders. Here's the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I have been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I have been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past, I just can not seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need them again someday&lt;br /&gt;I have been setting aside time&lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can not make it through without a way back into love Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;I have been searching but I just do not see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that it is out there&lt;br /&gt;There is got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not just somebody just to get me throught the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction&lt;br /&gt;And I am open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can not make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am hoping you will be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I do not know if it is real&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can not make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping you will show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I will be there for you in the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-3717347529290033395?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3717347529290033395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=3717347529290033395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3717347529290033395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3717347529290033395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/way-back-into-love.html' title='Way Back Into Love'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/Rxo-7gpBn7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/L7QvqzPhHfg/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-7932023140664650770</id><published>2007-10-20T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T06:53:54.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make someone like you?</title><content type='html'>I have been asking myself this question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to make someone like you? Especially you are a guy and the girl can go crazy over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common understanding is that the guy must be damn handsome and charming. Or the guy must be bloody rich and generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to a big extent but there are also guys who are not so good-looking and behave in certain character but yet some girl can be mad over the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my buddy this afternoon to Kovan and we saw his friends, not just one but two guys who have something in common; they are not very good-looking (one is plump) but they have girlfriends who like them so much that he did not have to do much to win their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I am always envy those guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I have gals to pour over me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-7932023140664650770?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7932023140664650770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7932023140664650770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7932023140664650770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7932023140664650770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-make-someone-like-you.html' title='How to make someone like you?'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-1751447915649638244</id><published>2007-10-19T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:14:27.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Chill out</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I have been distracted and feeling blues lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you can feel like you fell onto the ground and not wanting to stand up on your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, you got to know how to pick yourself up and so you can see the sun again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I took a urgent half day leave to attend to some urgent personal matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the mid afternoon, I went to try bowling at the mount faber safra resort. And it is the first time I manage to explore Telok Blangah area (used to only send girl home there but did not have to chance to see around) in the bus. Actually this town area seems not bad as it has quite a good population of people staying there and quite contained. However, the limitation can be the internal bus range is not a lot. It is a bit far for me though. Okay lah, so far it is not as bad as I feel like in areas such as west coast area and in redhill there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I manage to hit my personal best at the bowling there too. Maybe it is the lane that is new, or maybe it is the blues that I want to get out by concentrating on the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two games - 175 and 155. Peronal best but I am no satisfied at all. Could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I cannot use 11 pounds ball for 1st hit (I tried it in Marina Sq practice session and only manage to hit slightly over 100). Moreover the 12 pound ball the fingering is not so matching. Only when come to second hit 11 pounds makes wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not consistent also. I have been trying to explore the right way of hitting full strike. Think now I better just focus on the direct shot method as the competition is next week. Got to keep practising using the same method liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling seems to be quite fun as it helps to lift up my blues by just gunning the pins down. It helps to lift off your problems and just want to play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a professional guy beside me playing as well. It is kinda fun that he and myself seems like competing with each other. When he hit full strike, I also pressure him by hitting another. Hehe in the end, he still won (he got his own ball ok!) by the score of 190 and 158.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, I am not pro after all. Well, the next practice session I better focus and not trying to find ways to improve myself liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the evening, my colleagues, ex-colleagues and another of their fren went to ktv hawkering. haha why ktv hawkering? cos I find that we sing so many different songs just like the food variety available at the hawker centre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, as most of my frens know, I was trained in choir before and manage to know some of the music people who teach singing. I can pinpoint people's singing but one bad thing is that I cannot adjust myself to the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coordination is yet lousy. Maybe becos I like to write lyrics and thus do not concentrate on other people's lyrics in the song. Or it is also becos I usually like to sing with my feel and not focusing on the lyrics of the song. Next time u see me singing, you will realise that I will zoom very fast on the lyrics and close my eyes to sing to get the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem is also my range. I know that my range can be quite wide cos when I was in choir group, my singing teacher always trained me to hit the highest note. But after the army life, the distortion in voice made me to have a very unsettled range. This means that I cannot use the right range for the songs usually. Some part you can see me singing in a very husky voice and then shot up to very sharp high pitch. Lack of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I did not cause these problems to my friends. I hope I did not ruin their ear peace (not ear piece lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is a bowling + singing day. Ok lah, it helps in my mood but I still need to work in the Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1751447915649638244?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1751447915649638244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1751447915649638244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1751447915649638244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1751447915649638244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/friday-chill-out.html' title='Friday Chill out'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-3782467692893221993</id><published>2007-10-17T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T06:56:54.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>I spoilt my earpiece for my mobile fone lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, my sister jenny had extra pair of earpiece available and she gave it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dedicate this entry to her to thank her for giving me the earpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting I will treat her a meal as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the 30cents white rice don worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-3782467692893221993?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3782467692893221993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=3782467692893221993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3782467692893221993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3782467692893221993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-5338640034845208334</id><published>2007-10-16T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T08:24:25.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you watch tv, you will find the couple kiss like so deeply, so tasty and so engrossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss is super significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, when is the last time you have a great kiss and where is it held?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far I did not enjoy much at all. haha shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the kiss is also important. Must plan at the right time and right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a kiss be not significant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe can think of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For couples,&lt;br /&gt;Light kiss on lips: I love you&lt;br /&gt;Medium kiss on lips: I love you so much&lt;br /&gt;Deep kiss on lips: I love you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am promoting kiss. But only to your loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-5338640034845208334?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5338640034845208334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5338640034845208334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5338640034845208334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5338640034845208334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/kiss.html' title='Kiss'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-1994685133295400414</id><published>2007-10-14T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T04:55:51.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I or Should I Not</title><content type='html'>We have to make a lot of decisions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is a lot of times which you have to keep asking yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Should I or Should I Not"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to think, difficult to consider and difficult to decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe let nature takes its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave it to fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1994685133295400414?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1994685133295400414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1994685133295400414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1994685133295400414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1994685133295400414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/should-i-or-should-i-not.html' title='Should I or Should I Not'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-267713290085851379</id><published>2007-10-12T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T19:08:05.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers and Sisters</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it is not just at home you have siblings that you can call them brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside, you can have brothers and sisters even though you are not related in blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of brothers and sisters outside even though I only have one real blood brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, friends are divided into:&lt;br /&gt;1) say-hi-goodbye friend - these people is what I normally call them "enemies", or not very close and feel insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) good friend - people who are nice and treat you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) brothers and sisters - people who are nice, treat you well and you also want to treat them well. Sharing of problems, secrets and ideas is never restricted. Trust is in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me by calling them brothers and sisters, it means that our friendship has reached a higher level than the normal or good friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emphasize, It should never be a promotional or marketing name whereby you call them for fun. If you want to have fun, please seriously consider going to elderly home and call the elderly there grandpa or grandma until you feel like stopping it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remind myself, these people that I call them brothers and sisters, I will help and support them in every way that I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not easy at all. You bet. People may think u are silly to give the extra mile to people you are not related. There may be chance that you will be misused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, by calling them brothers and sisters, by always 讲义气, I am true and also direct in my character towards them. I will treat them like how I treat my real blood brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if I am prepared to call them brothers and sisters, I am prepared to also accept their differences, strength and weaknesses. Be true and not fake in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's perfect anyway? Who never do wrong in their life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always a person who is always 讲义气.  I don't ask for returns or rewards by doing the extra mile. If you misuse me, once I know it, you are to me just a jerk or bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be also some people who cannot accept this brothers and sisters thingy. For example, I can scold my real blood brother for not doing something right. But when I scold my friend who I call them brother or sister, he or she may not accept it at all. Cos to their heart and soul, you are just a nobody to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, this is another group what I call, One sided affair too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time when I call you brother or sister, if you can't accept it, please let me know. Don't later I treat u like brother and sister, then u tell me it's one sided affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people please note,  I may treat u like some say-hi-goodbye friend liao. Not more brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, I have some good brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing they are real and we share a lot of things.  Work is so tough and yet I can find some good brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wonderful that this chemistry can work in this workplace. Especially when office politics may be a big issue. To us, fun and enjoyment is top, office politics siam please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold them up in honour. Not because they are kings or queens. Simple reason, they are brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the brother-and-sister hood can last. But always remind one thing, who's perfect anyway? who is never wrong in life? We learn to embrace each other's differences, that is why we are brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds burden? haha don't have to. Just put it simple, we are brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I put to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Resident Evil movie not bad leh. Go watch!!!! (Okay lah, I know I am a bit out of place)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-267713290085851379?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/267713290085851379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=267713290085851379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/267713290085851379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/267713290085851379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/brothers-and-sisters.html' title='Brothers and Sisters'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-7259139562484867888</id><published>2007-10-10T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:57:20.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult Decisions and Choices</title><content type='html'>In life, we always have to make difficult decisions and choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of which have to put in a lot of considerations before making them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, i see quite a few of my friends making tough decisions in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These decisions will make a turn in their life and I believe they will be able to breeze through on their decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you guys the best and stay happy always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-7259139562484867888?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7259139562484867888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7259139562484867888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7259139562484867888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7259139562484867888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/difficult-decisions-and-choices.html' title='Difficult Decisions and Choices'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-7220820481440985451</id><published>2007-10-09T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T08:57:16.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is conflicting</title><content type='html'>Sometimes Love is damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two person is in love, the significance of love is sometimes lesser than expected. Because people is too complacent and think they know the love between them, they start to focus on a lot of external factors. Somehow, couple in love parted because love is not appreciated like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is only one sided love existed, that means to love somebody but not being loved. Somehow, the couple refused to part and willing to compromise by making one party wholly enduring.  The pain is that they do not want to part because both want to cling on the one sided love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How saddening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is so conflicting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-7220820481440985451?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7220820481440985451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7220820481440985451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7220820481440985451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7220820481440985451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-is-conflicting.html' title='Love is conflicting'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-7420207626742550199</id><published>2007-10-06T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T19:19:02.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Songs</title><content type='html'>I always write love songs from other people's stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their experiences give me the key to the songs. Happy love songs, sweet love songs and also sad love songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I even wrote a sad love song for myself. That I would keep it in my secret chamber forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am imaginative and dreamy. I am a pisces mind that wants a romantic love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to start a relationship by going thru a drama. Not like those I just see and like and I ask and she agree immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have some good experience first then finally obtain the love effortedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha naive right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I believe that when 2 people go into love relationship, a lot of times the story doesn't fit. And a lot of times the story ended just like that. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that the starting is not that interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just need to try it out. Or maybe I will never get the taste of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha like my friends say, I have set criterions but rather far to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, I will loosen up once the time is up. But now I feel that I have choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just need to write my sweet love song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-7420207626742550199?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7420207626742550199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7420207626742550199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7420207626742550199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7420207626742550199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-songs.html' title='Love Songs'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-369677547739808488</id><published>2007-10-06T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:18:42.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Day</title><content type='html'>Wa liew, super hot leh today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only went out this morning to get myself breadfast from my nearby market, I sweat like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room somemore no air con and I am keeping my heart cooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun like hot weather cos it is making my blood boil. Lucky I watched some shows over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot weather please cool off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I prefer hot date and not hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need ice cream now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-369677547739808488?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/369677547739808488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=369677547739808488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/369677547739808488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/369677547739808488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/hot-day.html' title='Hot Day'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-3937209098793755806</id><published>2007-10-03T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T06:22:36.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>范玮琪 New Album &lt;哲学家&gt;</title><content type='html'>Let's talk about music in general first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, there are a lot of singers in the Chinese music market. To me, a good album should be considered to be one that contains a lot of good songs. That means the liking toward that album will last for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some singers like Jolin, Stef Sun, Lee Shen Jie, Lee Hom and Jay Chou etc have the prvileages to create a album with many good songs inside. If you anyhow mention a album of those singers, you can name quite a number of songs from that album and everybody knows about it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are some singers who has their album with little good songs and you can only remember one or two the most from the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really suspect, is it becos of their 制作人 who did not put in 100% finding songs and create a good album for the singer? Or is the songs are deemed good but not good in the overall market? Or is it merely the luck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us talk aboout 范玮琪.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117099655883170994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RwOXBoUwpLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrhjEv7D0sA/s320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She was known to be a tall and good hearted gal. Sometimes she was being quoted to be 傻大姐 in taiwanese media. She always keeps a low profile, and she is talented in music too. Her voice is good and know how to sing well. She used to win 2006 年度最佳歌曲奖《黑白配》.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But she is one of those singer whose album is only have limited good songs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasted leh, there is rarely a good album given to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I find that this new album &lt;哲学家&gt; is better than before. A lot of guitar based songs and very life-story type of album.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First and greatest atrraction: 《是非题》. It is going to be another hit song for ktv and it is really quite a good song. Except that I feel the pace of some part of the song can be fasten up for better effect. Overall, the lyrics and the music is well written. All Thumbs up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The album song:《哲学家》. Not so bad overall. Easy hearted and feel good. Good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other songs remain not so bad. It is now up to the records company whether they want to market this album to a higher level. If not, this album is gonna to be the same fate as her previous ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go try the 《是非题》 if you are in ktv singing. Not bad song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall rate: 7.5/10 (Above Average)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-3937209098793755806?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3937209098793755806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=3937209098793755806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3937209098793755806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3937209098793755806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-album.html' title='范玮琪 New Album &lt;哲学家&gt;'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RwOXBoUwpLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrhjEv7D0sA/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-6622126322360060100</id><published>2007-10-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T08:33:31.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowl your heart out!</title><content type='html'>My colleagues and myself have participated in the upcoming Company bowling competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks our first bowling practice session at Marina Sq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that every one of us has not played bowling for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's games are a good start for most of us as we have played quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 6 of us in the team and I can now categorise into 3 sub teams:&lt;br /&gt;1) Team Consistent Play - Sai Kit and Kai Ee - this means they are able to score good points consistently.&lt;br /&gt;2) Team Stroke Play - Lay Bee and Henry - this means they can score with their good strokes.&lt;br /&gt;3) Team First Hit Win Play - Hui Lam and Myself - this means we must try to hit maximum for the first hit and try to figure out if going for spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us are potentially good to go for the competition. My personal bets will be Lay Bee and Sai Kit. They are really good. Above 130 should be no problem for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best score today is 150. Still trying to figure out the right direction to throw the ball. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, not forgetting our first timer player Miss Jenny!&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a beginner leh as she can hit above 80 in one of the games. Swee hor! Good job, Jenny! (Secret: She has even won mystery gifts a couple of times which she warned me not to say out. Okok!! Shhhh!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now most of our legs are either strained or tired. Tomorrow sure feel the effect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is a good practice session. Look fwd for the next one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-6622126322360060100?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6622126322360060100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6622126322360060100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6622126322360060100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6622126322360060100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/10/bowl-your-heart-out.html' title='Bowl your heart out!'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-1274733655120847994</id><published>2007-09-29T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T10:32:25.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DF outing</title><content type='html'>We just had our once-a-friday-month DF outing at St james dragonfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time is S-P-E-C-I-A-L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 4 LIBRA birthday babies and you would have guessed it. We celebrated their birthdays together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl, Edy, Eileen and Sai Kit - Happy Birthday to You!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we have some plans to make it more interesting and fun. However, the limitations of St James ktv songs are making all the plans spoilt. Wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the cake is good and the guys are as usual sporting. We sang, we talk rubbish (ermm.. I think only myself talk the most rubbish) and the flow of the fun is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried the song 其实还爱你, and I think it shd be quite alright. Maybe a few more tries can perform better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I personally feel that my best song still is 残废. Hehe next time I can sing it in the big hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are emotional moments too. But everything is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8am even after our fun DF outing ended ard 2 plus morning. Tired but I got to wake up go buy my groceries. But don worry i am going strong. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is 1.30am. I am still awake. Cham, when can I ever get a good sleep ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1274733655120847994?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1274733655120847994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1274733655120847994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1274733655120847994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1274733655120847994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/df-outing.html' title='DF outing'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-1844794088747635238</id><published>2007-09-26T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T07:22:28.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing KTV</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Singing Ktv has become one of my hobbies nowadays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those who used to sing with me sure know I ALWAYS sing Z chen 张智成 songs. A bit sian hor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Standard lar. Z chen songs are quite challenging. A lot of switch voice and groove. Hai. If I still have my "fake" voice back normal, I can try challenge him in terms of 转音 now. But now dun have liao. Sobbb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why I always know weakness in singing? Cos I have bigger problems in singing :&lt;br /&gt;1) I am not serious in singing ktv sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;2) Cannot coordinate the words on the screen and out from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;3) Do not have control over my voice.&lt;br /&gt;4) A bit siao type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the past, I have the chance to meet up with musical people. Thanks to my brother. I also have a few music people to work together on our music. So I manage to learn a few tactics in singing as well. My love for music is always there. Lyrics is my forte but now lacking liao. I have no time to meet up with them and share new ideas. Haiii....&lt;/p&gt;So KTV is only thing I left for music. And my colleagues now become my singing kaki and they are super good lor. Technically and emotionally good when they sing their songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I have to gear up a bit lah. Don't later paiseh leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lim bei chao chao last time got win 2nd prize one ok. HAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am practising two songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 其实还爱你 by 阿沁 (control must have if not easily walk voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 归宿 by 刘德华 (the emotional part must put in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me sing now. (kukuku....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1844794088747635238?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1844794088747635238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1844794088747635238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1844794088747635238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1844794088747635238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/singing-ktv.html' title='Singing KTV'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-2041013179966461085</id><published>2007-09-22T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T06:00:24.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revised Basic Criteria to be my GF</title><content type='html'>Revised version (Edition: 1.1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) must be 163cm and above&lt;br /&gt;2) must not be fat and big size&lt;br /&gt;3) must have beautiful smile and &lt;strong&gt;eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) hopefully she can be cancer or pisces &lt;strong&gt;and scorpio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5) must like singing and music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) must be kind, caring and understanding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-2041013179966461085?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2041013179966461085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=2041013179966461085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2041013179966461085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2041013179966461085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/revised-basic-criteria-to-be-my-gf.html' title='Revised Basic Criteria to be my GF'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-1967001368643770549</id><published>2007-09-22T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:37:01.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope Compatibility</title><content type='html'>Yes I am gonna show you how horoscope compatibility works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say this first. It is really how you interpret the compatibility and how to make things works. It does not mean if you do not fall into the compatibility zone, things will not work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rber, love is all about compromising. Of cos, one may have to compromise more than the other due to different attributes. But when compatibility comes in, it will make compromising works even better. Of cos, external factors may also affect relationships. I have some examples in hand that show the most compatible signs still fail due to the external factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I always say, I feel that the accuracy for horoscope is more inclined towards the character analysis. For love, I myself have not tried it out. Hehe that is why a single guy like me now hope to have one that falls in the compatibility zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, this is just a guide out of many guides. And I am grouping the most compatible signs. I left out those who are somewhere middle and uncompatible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read for fun ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Very Compatible Signs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Aries, Saggi and Leo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Taurus, Capricorn and Virgo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Gemini, Libra and Aquarius&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Cancer, Scorpio and Pisces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why compatible? It is highly due to character matching and how you connect the mind and hearts. Communication also work well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say that if you are not in the compatibility group, you have to really work hard for it. Demand less and compromise more. It should be one party that is more compromising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people go into relationship for the wrong reasons. As such, a lot of marriages do not work well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had gone thru a couple or more relationships, maybe you would know and let me know if I am right about the the compromising part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us study one case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Case Study:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Huat who is a Aquarius, had three past relationship with three diff horoscope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Ah Huat and Ah Huey (Aquarius and Taurus) who break after 2 mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Huat: I like walk around and go tour. But Ah Huey don't like. She always want me to go to her house. She even restrict me to go out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Huey: I only want Ah Huat be with me all the times. I want a stable bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, Ah Huat and Ah Huat cannot reach compromising terms. Overall success rate: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Ah Huat and Ah Lian (Aquarius and Leo) who break after 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Huat: At first I find Ah Lian very attractive. She do not need me to take care of her at times. She even help me to solve some of my problems. But as times go by, I cannot stand her lifestyle. She likes to spend a lot to look good and even want me to buy for her. I'm only technican leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Lian: I like Ah Huat cos he likes to travel around and show me new things. But soon, our level of understanding drop and he start to argue with me quite often. I also dunno what he wants actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Huat compromising rate dropped. From inital 80% to 40%. Overall success rate: 40%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Ah Huat and Ah Ling (Aquarius and Pisces) who break after 10 mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Huat: I always find Ah Ling very sweet and give in to me. But soon hor, Ah Ling start to ask more questions in love. Keep asking me how much I love her and want me to prove it. Aiyoh I dun like answer sticky questions. Nice girl lah but not for me leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ling: Maybe I think too much but I rarely feel his love for me. I can do everything for him but he did not show much care and appreciate my love for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both compromising rate dropped as well. From intial 70% to 30%. Overall success rate: 30%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Ah Huat is with Ah Yen (Aquarius and Libra) and still going strong. They have been together for 3 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Huat: Ah Yen and myself have a lot of similar interests and most impt she enjoy going out with me. She knows what I want and support me. Yeah, she is the right girl for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Yen: Both of us are quite similar in some ways. Our understanding is there and we rarely argued. I enjoy so much with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, the above example is just a example. No such Ah Huat in real life I know lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true will the compatibility works I seriously dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you choose one who is not compatible, please remember this rule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Demand less and compromise more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are compatible, do not take things for granted. Work hard in the directions which both of you want. Do not be affected by external factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Note: Now I decide to take out AQUARIUS in my criterion for gf. Haha add in SCORPIO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1967001368643770549?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1967001368643770549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1967001368643770549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1967001368643770549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1967001368643770549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/horoscope-compatibility.html' title='Horoscope Compatibility'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-6895017539126822881</id><published>2007-09-16T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T07:47:05.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Yourself To Be Happy</title><content type='html'>One good pal tell me that I seems to be quite negative lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah bro. Cos of work, cos of family, cos of my own stress, cos of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I am not easily defeated. I am no longer the weakling as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is home sweet home for me. Manage to go bugis shopping alone but did not get anything in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See so many young people and I suddenly felt so old. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's that at my age, no longer can go out with a big gang like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually people at my age is go out with their loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, nothing much though. Still tell myself to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With problems holding tight, I am in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Happy = my newly formed spell for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-6895017539126822881?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6895017539126822881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6895017539126822881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6895017539126822881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6895017539126822881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/tell-yourself-to-be-happy.html' title='Tell Yourself To Be Happy'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-5003894946002059745</id><published>2007-09-14T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:17:40.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggle</title><content type='html'>I am struggling with myself this few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to clear my brain and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must plan plan plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope things work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh..... maybe I am just POS. Piece of Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-5003894946002059745?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5003894946002059745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5003894946002059745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5003894946002059745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5003894946002059745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/struggle.html' title='Struggle'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-7964107513375797152</id><published>2007-09-10T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T07:42:53.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone Day</title><content type='html'>Yes today is Stone Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not celebrating any stones or pebbles for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im super tired and stone stone in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later still got to clean up my room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-7964107513375797152?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7964107513375797152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7964107513375797152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7964107513375797152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7964107513375797152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/stone-day.html' title='Stone Day'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-1382315585099924046</id><published>2007-09-09T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:45:58.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Good Trip</title><content type='html'>Yes I am back from KL trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired but with a happy mood. Ok, not so happy cos' tomorrow working and late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this KL trip is a good short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, tell you the details later cos' me now almost like a dead dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, let me say my thanks first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sai Kit and Mycle for driving us all the way up to KL. Not easy leh.&lt;br /&gt;2) Jenny for taking care of everything. Salute!&lt;br /&gt;3) Jenny for taking the memorable photos.&lt;br /&gt;4) Mr Lim for treating us and showing us around. Thank you Mr Lim!&lt;br /&gt;5) Siew Kean for bringing us to shop around.&lt;br /&gt;6) Sai Kit and Mycle for entertaining us in the car journey. It was hilarious. Im sure all of us enjoy and laff till pengz.&lt;br /&gt;7) Eileen for suggesting we eat the Penang kway teow. Yummmm.....&lt;br /&gt;8) Special thanks to Mycle for sending me home even though he is super tired. Bro, you the darth vadar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will upload some photos soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. Tomorrow must work. Sianz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1382315585099924046?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1382315585099924046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1382315585099924046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1382315585099924046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1382315585099924046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/short-good-trip.html' title='A Short Good Trip'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-4977966842062149482</id><published>2007-09-06T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T16:39:39.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest News</title><content type='html'>Latest News:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Remember the criterion I have mentioned about finding a gf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than Pisces and Cancerians, welcome the newly accepted horoscope ===== Aquarius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have wider options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am going KL trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my small group of colleagues. And to see our mentor ex colleague Mr Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog about the trip once I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Slimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for a large scale slimming programme. Haha not joining those slimming centres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be dieting soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4977966842062149482?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4977966842062149482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4977966842062149482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4977966842062149482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4977966842062149482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/latest-news.html' title='Latest News'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-2160292270848318935</id><published>2007-09-06T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T08:53:14.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ratatouille</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes I admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a nice show. Ratatouille........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring your loved ones and go watch. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sure to enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107119462024708306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RuAiF493gNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vhfYEa07Ms0/s320/rat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/32275064-2160292270848318935?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2160292270848318935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=2160292270848318935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2160292270848318935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2160292270848318935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/ratatouille.html' title='Ratatouille'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RuAiF493gNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vhfYEa07Ms0/s72-c/rat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-8896700148393312211</id><published>2007-09-01T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:55:07.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>改变自己</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;这并不是王力宏的新专辑&lt;改变自己&gt;。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;也不是最近比较烦或者是因为五月天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;更没有不能说的秘密。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;是老子说的？还是将军令呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;如果说，一切都是天意，一切都是命运&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;改变自己？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;请看我七十二变！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-8896700148393312211?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8896700148393312211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=8896700148393312211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8896700148393312211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8896700148393312211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='改变自己'/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-2128758473181363180</id><published>2007-09-01T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T11:04:13.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Sudden Thought</title><content type='html'>Very Suddenly, I felt that I do not know how to find love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Lost 4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-2128758473181363180?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2128758473181363180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=2128758473181363180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2128758473181363180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2128758473181363180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/09/very-sudden-thought.html' title='Very Sudden Thought'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-3169352373613200171</id><published>2007-08-29T09:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:05:29.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to settle</title><content type='html'>I am always a thinking person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes I would overthink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off hand I would need to settle quite a no. of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once settled, I would be happier man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprised if I looked listlessly lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-3169352373613200171?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3169352373613200171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=3169352373613200171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3169352373613200171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3169352373613200171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/things-to-settle.html' title='Things to settle'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-4216751553964065969</id><published>2007-08-28T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T05:20:59.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, please check next time!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RtQLnY93gMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RVkz2lkgZTw/s1600-h/zip.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103717049062359234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RtQLnY93gMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RVkz2lkgZTw/s320/zip.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today after work, I took the train with my bro Chee Ming and our new guy Nash back to Ang Mo Kio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking happily until we spotted something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy in front of us did not zip up his pants!!!!!! Holy cow!!!!! Moooooooooooo!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were excited, of cos not lah! We were completely astonished and keep staring at this twenty-something guy. He keep looking up and showed a cocky face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were whispering and wondered how we should relate the message to him. However, before we come to a decision, he reached his destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to whistle in front of him in MRT. Mischief ? No lah, trying to hint him that his bird is going to fly out from his bird cage liao lah. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we did not manage to hint him in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it does give me a thinking space. How should we deal with such situation nect time in MRT? If you tell him directly, would he may get embarrassed and angry then he boxed u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way we can hint him indirectly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Try to talk about Zips in front of him?&lt;br /&gt;2) Suddenly shouted "Look down!"?&lt;br /&gt;3) Ask an old man to tell him?&lt;br /&gt;4) Get a lady to tell him?&lt;br /&gt;5) Joked about "coffeeshop is open"?&lt;br /&gt;6) Tell his mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha anyway the best way is for guys to check everything before they come out from toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoohh Lao Kui leh......&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/32275064-4216751553964065969?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4216751553964065969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4216751553964065969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4216751553964065969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4216751553964065969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/man-please-check-next-time.html' title='Man, please check next time!!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RtQLnY93gMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RVkz2lkgZTw/s72-c/zip.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-1431512715490547333</id><published>2007-08-24T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:48:47.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you to the DF Club</title><content type='html'>I am dedicating this post to my DF Club members, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is DF anyway? Oh DF has become the monthly affair thingy for my colleagues and myself. The funny thing is that the DF members all can click well and created a strong bond among all. Yes, DF means Dragonfly at St James Power Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a good surprise to some of us. All credit goes to the person who has done so much preparing for it, and it is none other than Jenny, our very important DF da jie da. Thank you so much for it and we really enjoyed it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DF Club members, let us continue to uphold the spirit and last it there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1431512715490547333?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1431512715490547333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1431512715490547333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1431512715490547333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1431512715490547333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/thank-you-to-df-club.html' title='Thank you to the DF Club'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-1244599375332701308</id><published>2007-08-24T01:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:49:38.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Promotions</title><content type='html'>This month is a very weird month to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because it is national day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because it is lunar seventh month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is weird because I had two promotions in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is my job promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another is my reservist rank promotion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job promotion I am ok about it. Nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reservist promotion is tooooooooooooo ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right. Now I am promoted from 3rd Sergeant to 2nd Sergeant! Congrats me pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore the news come to me on my last day reservist today. Faintz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway respect me in person and not the rank is the best treatment for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1244599375332701308?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1244599375332701308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1244599375332701308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1244599375332701308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1244599375332701308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/promotions.html' title='Double Promotions'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-4535157042357567577</id><published>2007-08-18T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:50:50.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basic Criteria to be my Gf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here it comes. My basic criteria for my girlfriend.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No need to be like her below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100315073244389474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rsf1iVdNYGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UujIJuj_PAA/s320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I am well aware of my own limits as well. Where got pretty gals like an ugly guy like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My criteria I think is pretty basic and what I am hoping is not a goddess, just a cute fairy that I can fly with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhem, here it goes (still trying to think hard on the criteria):&lt;br /&gt;1) must be 163cm and above (Why 163? cos my ex is around there, so asking for it shouldn't be that too much?)&lt;br /&gt;2) must not be fat (okie, am I just one of those guys again? Aiyah, I did not need those model figures or sexy form ladies, just one who is proportion overall)&lt;br /&gt;3) must have beautiful smile (somehow I am fetish over warm and beautiful smile ladies, but not kee siao)&lt;br /&gt;4) hopefully can be cancerian or pisceans (I am not die-die must have these but I feel that these two groups are rather easily communicative with me. Good to have if got luck to meet one)&lt;br /&gt;5) must like singing and music (it will be better to find one who can sing well, like music since I am one who like to write music songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the very important aspect is still the inner beauty. One who have good virtues, that means she is kind, caring and understanding, will be most attractive to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like girls who doll up themselves but not overdo it. Just one I can see everyday and feel sweet seeing her. I don't mind spending on her to make her feel and look good. But I hate those who overspend and do not plan for future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also it is not easy to find gals who is willing to commit in relationship. Most gals are only going for companionship or activity partners. Maybe it's fate, that I cannot find such gal yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the only thing is to pray fate for the fairy appearing in my life. And not in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so demanding right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4535157042357567577?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4535157042357567577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4535157042357567577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4535157042357567577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4535157042357567577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/basic-criteria-to-be-my-gf.html' title='Basic Criteria to be my Gf'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/Rsf1iVdNYGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UujIJuj_PAA/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-7086292341578295323</id><published>2007-08-17T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:53:49.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Half ICT</title><content type='html'>I just came back home this weekend in the middle of my In-Camp-Training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's only first half of my two-weeks training and I can only say the big show is only next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be two outfield and I had completed the first one and it is a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it is a short one, to me who has back injury and all those healthy ones, we do feel the tiredness and frustrated over the insect war we are suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give the most credit to the gunners outfield. They are the most siong ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going back on Sunday early night. Cos' next week will be my turn. The bigger challenge in our ICT this time will be this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for my well-being, my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-7086292341578295323?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7086292341578295323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7086292341578295323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7086292341578295323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7086292341578295323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-first-half-ict.html' title='My First Half ICT'/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-4583246241755826057</id><published>2007-08-12T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:45:21.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why YY?</title><content type='html'>I had a chat with one of my sis online last night.&lt;br /&gt;So glad to catch up with her as we have not seen each other for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were talking about work, life and relationship, she knows that I am still unattached, she commented that I have even higher expectation than her. Hahaha all this while, I know my sis choose guys with careful selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true? I have high expectations? What am I to judge people when I am not above the rest? My basic criteria high meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha we all know she is concerned about my empty love life. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next post I shall reveal my basic criteria. You judge for me if they are high expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4583246241755826057?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4583246241755826057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4583246241755826057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4583246241755826057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4583246241755826057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-yy.html' title='Why YY?'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-7458346341734298871</id><published>2007-08-10T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T09:22:30.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing the taste</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you just feel it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way of losing taste in something that is important in your life.  Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's that you lost it for some time and you just do not know how to get it back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's me, the typical evil fish. Losing his direction in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no.... don't get me wrong. I can turn into monk but never turn gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I do not know how to get into another relationship. Maybe it's so much that I am involved with myself. Or maybe it's that nowadays I cannot find a gal whom I can love and trust. Or maybe it's the fear I am holding? Or I am just a lone ranger in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try but not a casual relationship. But it seems to me that everything around is going for the casual one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main problem is still me. I wonder if one day one serious relationship knock on my door, would I be able to hold the door open with all my strength? Or would I just let go the door and shut it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult. Maybe I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find my taste back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-7458346341734298871?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7458346341734298871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7458346341734298871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7458346341734298871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7458346341734298871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/losing-taste.html' title='Losing the taste'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-5197073684953512637</id><published>2007-08-03T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T17:12:42.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviewing 欧得洋</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;欧得洋, we always know the guy who do not show his face and his mtv always are cartoon-made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2004, his first album is a big hit in the schools and workplace with hit songs like &lt;孤单北半&gt;, &lt;咻咻咻&gt; and &lt;幸福车站&gt;. His calming and pleasant voice attracts and capture a big group of fans in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then in 2005, his second album is also quite a hit with great songs like &lt;六色彩虹&gt;, &lt;失落海平线&gt; and &lt;小夫妻&gt;. This further capture everybody at that time as speculation over his looks become hot in the net. Some silly gals even dream of him to be a prince-look or zai-zai type of look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, he revealed his looks at a charity show and during his album promotion tour in Singapore. Guess wad? The excitement of the fans and crowd suddenly dropped tremendously! The hit rate for his songs fell like waterfall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not because his songs are not nice anymore, it's the shallow mind that people are harbouring. A lot of people started even scolding him, proclaiming him as a cheat or a person who shattered other people's dream of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid. It is these people who should be scolded. As he did not tell you he looked like prince or some handsome stud, it is all one-sided thinking and it turn out that they are blaming him only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is his 3rd album and could it be his last?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094630820154547010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RrPDvQkRm0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/OvUu8Hoe9UA/s320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The songs are typical his style of music. &lt;101封情书&gt;, &lt;二次感冒&gt; and &lt;手心手背&gt; are highly recommended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way I see it, if the people are not liking him just like the first two album, this could be his last album and then he may turn to be a pub singer or backroom person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People are disappointed in him and so does he, being disappointed with the people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-5197073684953512637?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5197073684953512637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5197073684953512637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5197073684953512637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5197073684953512637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/08/reviewing.html' title='Reviewing 欧得洋'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RrPDvQkRm0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/OvUu8Hoe9UA/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-6519499650834361026</id><published>2007-07-27T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T00:09:02.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched by Love</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you hate to watch those Japanese drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are simply so touching when it comes to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched the afternoon Japanese drama "Last Christmas". It is so touching and makes you realise that love power can be unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the quotes they make is so meaningful, like "We have to work hard to think of each other and love each other". It makes so much sense, as we should always make effort when comes to our daily life. Nothing comes effortless, and even it does come with no effort, it would not be easily treasured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. Look at the rice we eat everyday. We only eat and do not eat cos we are blessed to have ample rice in our daily life. Look at the rural areas, people there make effort to grow rice and treasure rice like their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love too. Nothing comes easy. As long as both are willing to love, put in effort, nothing can stop their love keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is great. Even though it has taken those old drama script telling how the love between a guy and his ill gf last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love take its test when something bad happen usually. No matter it is sickness, poor or drastic change, love should be stronger than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I craved for love. The love which can put you to thinking, "What have I done for my loved one?" and not "What has she done for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the other half must have the same belief. If not, it become the tragic one-sided affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been through that. Cos I am a believer of "Efforted Love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have yet to find one to be the same believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is easy, To last love is hard. Take effort to make love last is the belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in love now, think again. Nothing can beat if you make efforts. Not one but both. Do it together and you can see a lasting love in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-6519499650834361026?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6519499650834361026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6519499650834361026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6519499650834361026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6519499650834361026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/07/touched-by-love.html' title='Touched by Love'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-6951362248609699258</id><published>2007-07-07T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T07:33:44.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark this day 7 July 2007 - Triple 7 - My Good Buddy is getting married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Ro-jPZxL_wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/D38dgr9rnb0/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084461989335138050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Ro-jPZxL_wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/D38dgr9rnb0/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I shall mark it special - 777 My Good Buddy's getting married. Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my good buddy Johnny and his wife Yan Ping signing their legal marriage certificate. Congrats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This buddy of mine I have known him for almost 15 years!!! I knew him since sec 1 and I still remember clearly the happy days we have been together and become brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very happy for him and wish him forever blissful and loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is mine? Haha wait till I find my true love. Maybe can fix it on 11 November 2011. Haha all 111111!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-6951362248609699258?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6951362248609699258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6951362248609699258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6951362248609699258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6951362248609699258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/07/mark-this-day-7-july-2007-triple-7-my.html' title='Mark this day 7 July 2007 - Triple 7 - My Good Buddy is getting married!'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/Ro-jPZxL_wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/D38dgr9rnb0/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-5674852256180277828</id><published>2007-07-05T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T16:00:04.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TransFormers!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083850244258266850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Ro123JxL_uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6D2pFHBoCfE/s320/A1.bmp" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Ro12YJxL_tI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oTGNkih2NEY/s1600-h/A2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083849711682322130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="282" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Ro12YJxL_tI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oTGNkih2NEY/s320/A2.bmp" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always said, the cartoon version of transformers is the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still stick to my stand after I have watched this movie. But.....&lt;br /&gt;I am totally impressed by the graphic works of this movie. Excellent! Almost a full marks in my report card. It must be a big project for this show. The details are so well taken care of. Well done for the crew for the effects making!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go see and you would know why I agree. Even gals will be impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, my favourite is still Optimus Prime!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My Hero!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083850858438590194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Ro13a5xL_vI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VcO_vn5UXA0/s320/A3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/32275064-5674852256180277828?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5674852256180277828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5674852256180277828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5674852256180277828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5674852256180277828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformers.html' title='TransFormers!!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/Ro123JxL_uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6D2pFHBoCfE/s72-c/A1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-2626863875222574793</id><published>2007-06-30T17:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T17:55:06.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Throw Face</title><content type='html'>I met up with my buddies (ex-colleagues) for a good drinking session on a Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at this Ice Cold Bar at orchard. The pub is small and a lot of angmohs but it is the company of buddies that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was engaged in a phone call and when I came back to the table, my buddies finished up the 2nd bottle of the night. Out to show my apology for my buddies, I rushed down the 2nd bottle to my happy belly. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ordered a high content of alcholic beer (cant rber the name) and we started playing beer game to make loser drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we get high with the game, and I am the 2nd unlucky one I guess, in a short while, I lost a few rounds and almost finish the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the gas in my stomach started shot up to my throat. It must be the 2nd bottle which I had rushed and in a short while the 3rd bottle as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give way. I puked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a let-down!!! I was not drunk but I puked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw face to my buddies. Thousand apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is a fun night we get together. Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-2626863875222574793?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2626863875222574793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=2626863875222574793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2626863875222574793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2626863875222574793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/throw-face.html' title='Throw Face'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-218309424459376184</id><published>2007-06-26T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T15:57:52.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Love Love</title><content type='html'>Ok let's talk about love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah it's not that I am in love now. But rather I hear a lot of love around lately which are rather not love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our modern society, love has been losing its real taste, true meaning and sentiments. To put it in another way, love is no longer what we perceived to be precious and everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love has become part of essentials in our daily life. Some treat it like a transaction, a good-to-have trendy item, a companionship for boredom or even a show-off luxury. Love is misused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am one stupid old fashioned gee here. For me entirely, I always treasure love, treat it like a precious baby and would really want to uphold it to eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many people asked me what is love. So I tell them, love is one that you would always put in your heart. Simply, you would think of her, care for her and want to be always there for her. When I asked them, they sounded it like an obligation or contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have past relationships, even though it did not turn out well as there are differences in characters, but I always commit myself fully in loving someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, I am willing to uphold the love spirit that I am always put in my heart. No more no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is rather difficult to find mutual love. I can love someone but the person did not have the same way of feelings towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is difficult. I cannot detect the love in another person and would not put myself into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why rush into something which is not mutual? I rather choose not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to like someone for me, maybe I am a piscean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But none would show the liking to me in terms of love. Most of them like me as a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. It's fate bah. That is why I am single now. But I am willing to wait for the right fate and love that will come one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-218309424459376184?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/218309424459376184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=218309424459376184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/218309424459376184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/218309424459376184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-love-love.html' title='Love Love Love'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-5107452087479872265</id><published>2007-06-23T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T18:59:14.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of Dark Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is such a saying always:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we are young kids, we are deemed to be the one who give a lot of troubles and problems to the people around. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I beg to diff. I feel that adults like us are the main culprits who give a lot of troubles and problems to the people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you grow older, your purity of mind started to erode. The forces of dark side started creeping into your heart and make you so troubled and problematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, adults like us start to instil disbelief, insecurity, growing unwanted desires, revengeful, materialistic and many other dark spots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079442564420704034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rn3OGa1LlyI/AAAAAAAAADc/t4akoNeobfQ/s320/star.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In work life, we are usually trapped in the dark spots like power and authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we be like pure and simple thinking? Kindness is lost and never found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself, out of the 365 days in our life, how many days have you apply kindness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often did you show kindness to the people around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya.... people give excuses such as "This is life" or "I am doing what is right for me" etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish. Try imagine yourself to be disabled or handicapped for once, you will be regretting your words as you start to seek for kindness from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired. Sometimes when you want to be just right by showing kindness, it turns out that the power of dark side is swallowing the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I always believe, kindness will make you a less troubled and problematic person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you care, because you know and that is why you show kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that you are wiser when you are in the power of dark side, let me tell you this. You are just a weak and stupid kuku around. You are applying evil because you are insecured and helpless. If you are kind, you are helping others and showing concerns, proved that you are strong and willed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079444406961674034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="187" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rn3Pxq1LlzI/AAAAAAAAADk/fw8LlCb7pW0/s320/star.jpg" width="108" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again. When is the last time you show your kindness? Kindness don't pay well? This means that you are already stepping into the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there pure kindness? Nah I don't think so. I believe in a balance. Yin and Yang works well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start balancing your heart now. Don't regret it one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-5107452087479872265?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5107452087479872265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5107452087479872265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5107452087479872265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5107452087479872265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/power-of-dark-side.html' title='Power of Dark Side'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/Rn3OGa1LlyI/AAAAAAAAADc/t4akoNeobfQ/s72-c/star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-8328282263982604692</id><published>2007-06-16T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T16:07:30.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing our loving couple a blissful marriage!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RnRsnq1LlxI/AAAAAAAAADU/_hyzDUEJHl0/s1600-h/Ung+Chao+Wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076802108721436434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RnRsnq1LlxI/AAAAAAAAADU/_hyzDUEJHl0/s320/Ung+Chao+Wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-8328282263982604692?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8328282263982604692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=8328282263982604692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8328282263982604692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8328282263982604692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/wishing-our-loving-couple-blissful.html' title='Wishing our loving couple a blissful marriage!'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RnRsnq1LlxI/AAAAAAAAADU/_hyzDUEJHl0/s72-c/Ung+Chao+Wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-9221401601771696579</id><published>2007-06-09T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T19:22:37.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells ringing</title><content type='html'>Yes, one of my good old pal in secondary school is holding his wedding dinner night this coming Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy and excited for him and his beloved wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think back, the couple has been together since the good old secondary school days. This means that they have been together for about 14 years!!!!!!!!!! Outstanding results!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy is smart and the girl is kind. What a good combination! When the news of them tying their love knots together came to me, I am over-delighted to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Chao and Lilian. Wish you forever so loving and happiness always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Can't wait to see them on Friday. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good news.&lt;br /&gt;My good old buddy Johnny is also penning down his happiness with his gf this coming july 7. This would make them special as it is triple 7!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its time for them to settle down and I am also delighted to know that. Gong xi!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm wait....... why not make it 8 August next year? Triple 8 leh!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha then the year after 9 Sep would be for a lot of policemen getting married? Triple 9 leh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cold*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-9221401601771696579?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9221401601771696579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=9221401601771696579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/9221401601771696579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/9221401601771696579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/wedding-bells-ringing.html' title='Wedding Bells ringing'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-8395215138140699416</id><published>2007-06-03T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:50:15.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is back!!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, she is back. 许哲佩 is back with her new songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember her?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RmJxsgVVm8I/AAAAAAAAADM/mqjYtK7VZ4A/s1600-h/xu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071741139780213698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RmJxsgVVm8I/AAAAAAAAADM/mqjYtK7VZ4A/s320/xu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sang before the popular songs such as &lt;气球&gt; and &lt;白色婚礼&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky thing is that I got the chance to listen to her new song &lt;疯子&gt;. Think album is not out yet. 随性, 隐约 describes best of her voice. Most of her songs are well written piano pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Worth listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially you are alone and down, this is the right song. That describes me well now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-8395215138140699416?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8395215138140699416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=8395215138140699416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8395215138140699416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8395215138140699416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/06/she-is-back.html' title='She is back!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RmJxsgVVm8I/AAAAAAAAADM/mqjYtK7VZ4A/s72-c/xu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-1192618073013273741</id><published>2007-05-24T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T08:29:08.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RlWt1gVVm7I/AAAAAAAAADE/6vIAvihRnDo/s1600-h/SP_A0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068148090399464370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RlWt1gVVm7I/AAAAAAAAADE/6vIAvihRnDo/s320/SP_A0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to announce this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM BLOODY FULL!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are couple of good food at the golden mile hawker centre ( the one we called it army market )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the famous wafer which is delicious!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yum Yum..... Thanks to my good colleagues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yah, if you think this is not enough, I forgot to tell you that we ate the famous prawn noodles, thai tom yum and pineapple rice each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faint.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1192618073013273741?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1192618073013273741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1192618073013273741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1192618073013273741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1192618073013273741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/05/food-fest.html' title='Food Fest'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RlWt1gVVm7I/AAAAAAAAADE/6vIAvihRnDo/s72-c/SP_A0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-5805575500758325042</id><published>2007-05-23T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T19:13:21.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gals nowadays beware!!!</title><content type='html'>I had spoken to one friend yesterday after my JB trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me he got a gf, a new one. After a few weeks of the last relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked him if this one going to be his final one since he is already 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is his reply that angered me. He told me the reason why he choose this girl is because he want a gf for the sake of having one. He told me that he is not used to the few weeks of singlehood and so he get this girl to substitute in for the empty slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost choked hearing that. As usual, I told him off and warned him not to tell me any of his disgusting theories that will never work on me. He know me for my usual upright behavior and ended the call before I start scolding him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite sad. Why are there guys who did that and why girls fall into it? Is it because of sweet talk that wins the girl or the love that she can sensed from this guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall back, there is a recent incident I also felt irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this guy friend who take advantages of girls when they get high and drunk. I almost fainted when I heard about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that guys are getting out of control and leading a dangerous mindset towards relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they are not my close friends or whoever. I just hope they can become good and be regretful of what they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am an evil fish, I have been looking at the good side to learn more about the goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they do the same?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-5805575500758325042?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5805575500758325042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5805575500758325042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5805575500758325042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5805575500758325042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/05/gals-nowadays-beware.html' title='Gals nowadays beware!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-6860293606404916358</id><published>2007-05-20T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T09:01:47.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hainanese Stage Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I just came back from a hainanese stage drama performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I am a truly Hainanese guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I do not believe it myself as this is the first time I attended my own dialect performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this one is not the traditional wayang opera show. It is called the Hainanese Street back in the old days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The audience is packed and you would expect that almost all are hainanese to attend such events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is quite a good performance as the story teaches us to be good and know what our traditional hainanese values are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a hainanese and I am proud to be one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RlBw1wVVm6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/HH52a6JkTj8/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066673649601584034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RlBw1wVVm6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/HH52a6JkTj8/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/32275064-6860293606404916358?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6860293606404916358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6860293606404916358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6860293606404916358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6860293606404916358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/05/hainanese-stage-drama.html' title='Hainanese Stage Drama'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RlBw1wVVm6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/HH52a6JkTj8/s72-c/DSC00012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-6938426780312698992</id><published>2007-05-19T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T19:52:56.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St James Power Station Once More</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I went to St James for the second time with my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there early as we have a big group for our reserved room (only free for 12 people)and so some of us would have to go for the free entry before 9pm. Our room only starts at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, never would I expect a big crowd even it is before 9pm! When I reached the Dragonfly room, it was wholly packed with people even close to the live band. Everyone is dressed and I was lucky enough to see quite a lot of hot and pretty chicks (hehe + evil grin*). The group of people are not really the young bengs or young lians, they are the average twenty-somethings fun people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The live band started with two people staged the performance. Maybe they are the hosts of the liveband. One chatty (i mean very chatty) lady in red and one handsome guy (a lot of gals screaming for him). The guy started the show with a song by 李圣杰 &lt;痴心绝对&gt; and he sang it quite well I must say. Worth a 7.5/10 from my Judgment Card (J Card). Then they invited a guest singer. A sweet lady (my type hehe!) who sang so well in her song (I can't remember the song name). Oh my god, she is damn solid! Worth a 8.5/10 from my J Card. If my next girlfriend is like her who can sing so well and have a sweet smile, sure capture a big part of my heart. hehe. If you did not know, to me a gal who is captivating to me by exterior, is not the pretty and sexy babes, rather I choose the sweet and warmth smile (constitutes to 60%), singable voice (20%) and nice features (20%).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the host lady start her warming up. Oh god 3 times! She is heavenly solid! If just now my favourite gal is 8.5, she deserves a 9.5/10 in my J Card!!!!!!!!! She is a real professional singer! Even better than our local superstars! If not because of her over-chatty nature or maybe because she is not very stardom look, she will make a good singer calibre. Hey, you must go listen her live singing skills and you would be impressed like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then close to 10pm, my group had arrived and we proceed to our room as usual. This time I got 2 colleagues who signed up for the membership. And we started our ktv session yet again. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. I got one colleague who loves go around pouring hard liquor to our drinks and I have to "drink-it-all" with him a few times. Haha.... I got one title given by some of them, called the "Mr Nice Guy when clubbing". Guess what. They say I am machiam like security guard when I go clubbing because I will try my best to protect the ladies from being drunk and take care of them as much as possible. I will also try to tell the guys who drive  not to drink too much and must not drink if drunk. And somemore I am quite a solid drinker who do not get drunk so easily and that is why I watched over them. Shit man. Good heart also kena labelled. Cham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite late close to 3am. A couple of my colleagues are a bit tipsy and high. As usual, the weak ones get even more high than the last round. Some of us including myself started to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave the fun-loving place. For a not-a-usual-clubber like me, I grow to like the place. Maybe is the live band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go back again. Nah not so often. Me not very happening one. Single guy like me go there is only with friends. But friends' timing is not always right. Maybe next time if I can manage to get a gf and bring her there, then is more meaningful. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, one last word. If you drink, do not drive. hahaha me security guard mah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-6938426780312698992?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6938426780312698992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6938426780312698992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6938426780312698992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6938426780312698992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/05/st-james-power-station-once-more.html' title='St James Power Station Once More'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-8376655546796186857</id><published>2007-05-13T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T05:23:01.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was listening to 林宇中 album.  His first album and latest one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressive. His songs such as &lt;旋律&gt;, &lt;失恋学&gt;, &lt;靠岸&gt; and some others are quite nice. The lyrics are quite well-written as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I see him is a long way if he is able to keep up his current status. He is not an idol but rather talented singer just like JJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste his talent if the market want to keep good singers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, hands started to get itchy. I started to write my own lyrics again hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, although there is lack of the music body, I believe there will be a chance for me to find the right music for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of my song is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;爱的味道&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still editing some of the parts. Basically the song is about food and love. &lt;em&gt;When we are in love, the food we both eat will always be our love memories. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will show it to you one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-8376655546796186857?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8376655546796186857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=8376655546796186857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8376655546796186857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8376655546796186857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-listening-to-album.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-6462857773812027559</id><published>2007-04-22T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T01:19:42.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an Old Lover</title><content type='html'>Nowadays I think I am an Old Lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of pace with the modernisation of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went clubbing during those couple of times, some new friends and colleagues and myself shared the meaning of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them, love to me is about knowing how to give and share, protect and stand by for a lifetime long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they shared with me with new forms of love. Love is also about enjoyment, fun and joy in lifestyle. Some even say love is measured with dollars and cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that a lot of people put a long of emphasize on the material factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if the guy is poor and has no car and diamonds to buy for you? So what the guy is not able to go clubbing with you often or drive you around to eat? So what the guy is not like the other guys flirting or have sex with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the happiness in love, what would they do if the angle turn to sadness? Sadness means the problems arising in love. The pair may face problems in life together, or it could be one partner facing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people nowadays choose the sadness deemed as separation. Not happy see exit door.&lt;br /&gt;How sad it can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I classified myself as Old Lover. Wanting a long lasting and supportive love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they say I cannot find a girlfriend after the last one. They asked me to go to their side of love. Things will come easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er...... no thanks. I will stick to my Old Lover role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I don't feel indebted to anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-6462857773812027559?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6462857773812027559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6462857773812027559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6462857773812027559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6462857773812027559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-old-lover.html' title='I am an Old Lover'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-1375600839101370623</id><published>2007-04-21T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T06:48:40.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St James Power Station</title><content type='html'>I am not a clubbing person. I am a drinker person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot dance with great moves anymore so I prefer to listen to good music and enjoy the drink now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I have not stepped into any clubs since 2002 . Thanks to my happening colleagues, I manage to revive the old clubbing days and visited a new club named the Butter Factory two weeks ago which I find it quite disappointing. The dance floor is so small, the crowd is not hyped and the music is too loud. So you can imagine that I am there drinking the whole night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is not what we planned initially. We actually wanted to visit the recent happening club called the St James Power Station. However, we are turned off by the huge crowd queuing and that is why we have to settle for the Butter Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came yesterday. My colleagues and myself finally managed to book a room in advance at this St James Power Station. The main attraction for this time is that they have the room with KTV facility. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go and arrived outside St James around 945. And you would expect the same long crowd outside queuing. But this time round, we went in directly without queuing as we have booked the room in advance. Cool again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside there, the ambience and the surrounding is quite nice. So we headed to our room and start singing. My colleagues got a couple of good singers. Except for the speakers which is not that good, the KTV equipment is still relatively not bad. The songs are quite updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we also started drinking. Bottles by bottles, glasses and glasses. I had around 6 glasses of hard liquor mixer but remain sober. One thing I enjoyed the most is the singing part. My colleague Mycle and myself is having songs rally and also challenge each other's singing. But I must admit, he is very good at singing, especially the Jacky Cheung, Andy Lau's songs. Solid singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midway singing, I sneaked off to see the dance floor. The live band is also quite good in singing and bringing the crowd to the highest point. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I like the ambience and the music at St James. Good place for clubbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I prefer go KTV. Now I know that I can get my colleagues to go singing next time. Challenge him again. Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1375600839101370623?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1375600839101370623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1375600839101370623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1375600839101370623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1375600839101370623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/st-james-power-station.html' title='St James Power Station'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-3119744737169082710</id><published>2007-04-14T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T09:03:49.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Everyone sees love differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in love. The love I pursue for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, love is the feeling of heartbeat. Once true love appears, I can feel and listen my heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many friends ask me, why am I still not into relationship yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple reason, I cannot feel the heartbeat towards anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that I cannot find the special one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is feelings to me in my life.  And I strongly believe love and my own feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love when you try to complicate it with many other things?  I cannot imagine that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-3119744737169082710?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3119744737169082710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=3119744737169082710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3119744737169082710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/3119744737169082710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-8265930387980583036</id><published>2007-04-13T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:30:10.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jolin concert is over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I believe the newspaper has covered most of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, although I am not a fan of Jolin, I will still give her a 7.5 /10. She is indeed a diva in dancing. Who can take it to sing a lot of dance songs on the stages ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RiASHfGdhqI/AAAAAAAAACk/e4yVNx7iZFk/s1600-h/smp3specialpackage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053058701726680738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RiASHfGdhqI/AAAAAAAAACk/e4yVNx7iZFk/s320/smp3specialpackage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yah, may I ask who is interested in this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spidey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-8265930387980583036?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8265930387980583036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=8265930387980583036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8265930387980583036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/8265930387980583036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/short-notes.html' title='Short Notes'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RiASHfGdhqI/AAAAAAAAACk/e4yVNx7iZFk/s72-c/smp3specialpackage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-6021694970365483811</id><published>2007-04-06T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:15:57.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rhbhx0MCLeI/AAAAAAAAACc/62v8to5LIZ8/s1600-h/jolin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050472278081547746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rhbhx0MCLeI/AAAAAAAAACc/62v8to5LIZ8/s320/jolin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就在今晚。&lt;br /&gt;我将要目睹全球华人歌坛封后的DANCING DIVA&lt;br /&gt;蔡依林演唱会了。&lt;br /&gt;就在今晚。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-6021694970365483811?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6021694970365483811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=6021694970365483811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6021694970365483811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/6021694970365483811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/dancing-diva.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/Rhbhx0MCLeI/AAAAAAAAACc/62v8to5LIZ8/s72-c/jolin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-4637388196028215146</id><published>2007-04-05T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T17:00:50.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>I believe trust is very important in relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust is a very powerful tool and also a deadly weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please it use for a good purposes ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand people who misuse trust. Assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, which all of us would have always said so. But can I trust you when I lose trust in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everything comes with a purpose. And life is a circle thing. You can play with trust and one day trust can play you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you may ask me what happen.&lt;br /&gt;No lah, just think back some of my past unhappiness. It serves as a reflecting tool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4637388196028215146?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4637388196028215146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4637388196028215146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4637388196028215146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4637388196028215146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-5632958538718601376</id><published>2007-04-04T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T07:03:00.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Haircut</title><content type='html'>Yeah I've just gotten my new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer the "executive look" hairstyle. Rather, more youthful look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, due to stress bah, my face still rots.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you guys have not seen my haircut. Will try post one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not handsome post for wad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-5632958538718601376?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5632958538718601376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5632958538718601376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5632958538718601376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5632958538718601376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-haircut.html' title='New Haircut'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-5128231831661552486</id><published>2007-03-31T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T18:56:03.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish vs Crab, Fish vs Fish, Crab vs Crab</title><content type='html'>I did a statistical study on the Fish (Pisces) vs Crab (Cancer), Fish (Pisces) vs Fish (Pisces) and Crab (Cancer) vs Crab(Cancer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This study is taken on 10 pairs of couples for each group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Fish (Pisces) vs Crab (Cancer):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 95% shows that it is very easy to communicate with each other and great understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 90% shows that they are compatible in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish vs Crab is so far in many horoscopic books showing the best compatibility in terms of love and friendship. The reasons being are basically that both strength and weaknesses are mutually inclined. The instinctive fish is combined well with the meticulous crab, thus forming a powerful bond between them. Both are water grouped star signs which the interests and thinking are lined and virtued similarly. Among my friends, I have so far seen 3 couples whom are fish and crab. Out of the 5 couples, 4 couples are already dating for 3 years to 4 years and stronger than before whereas the other 1 is now in second year and becoming more loving. No wonder the compatibility is so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Fish (Pisces) vs Fish (Pisces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 98% shows that it is very easy to communicate with each other and great understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 75% shows that they are compatible in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish vs Fish is basically finding someone whom is mirrored to you. Complaints from Fish in relationship is always that no one understands their intentions.  Fish Couples are still good in compatibility provided the Fish guy is able to control its weaknesses such as indecisiveness, timid and weak. Fish ladies love men to be decisive towards their confused self. So far I have seen 3 couples whom are fishes in my group. Only 1 failed, as the guy is not matured and make their relationship even more confused. The fish guy is too timid to take chances and thus causing the fish gal to feel unhappy and more vexed than before. Fish guy must give security to the fish gal to make things worked. The others are strong-going as the fish guy is firm and able to make good decision and makes the mutual understanding level to the highest level. Both are very empathetic and knows what each other wants. Quite a good compatible match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last is Crab (Cancer) vs Crab (Cancer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 90% shows that it is very easy to communicate with each other and great understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 70% shows that they are compatible in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding similar partner will means the difficulty in communication is reduced to minimal. This matching is quite compatible because of the homely character the crab possesses and make things easier for them. I did not know any crab couples but from the statistical study, it states that the greatness of the combination is that both are very meticulous and highly interests linked. But the failure for both is that both are far too sensitive and will get into some serious argument sometimes. Although mutual communication level is very high, they are very emotional when they get sensitive. Good compatiblity though but this pairing will be better if the sensitively and emotional level for the coupling is not so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see, so far similar horoscopic coupling can be high only in water grouped star signs. It is fared better in Fishes couples and Crabs couples. The best reason is that they are mutually understandable towards each other. I will be very amazed if this works well for Lion (Leo) vs Lion (Leo), Virgo vs Virgo or others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have, do let me know so I can continued my research.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-5128231831661552486?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5128231831661552486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5128231831661552486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5128231831661552486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5128231831661552486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/03/fish-vs-crab-fish-vs-fish-crab-vs-crab.html' title='Fish vs Crab, Fish vs Fish, Crab vs Crab'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-5530420825975487769</id><published>2007-03-31T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T01:23:48.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>鱼语心声</title><content type='html'>鱼回来了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好久不见, 大家都别来无恙吧?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这段“空无讯”的期间, 鱼沉溺于工作上的打拼, 时间上的奔波..... 心倦了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无时无刻的自问, 到底是不是自己的所要, 是不是还在自己的周详计划的轨道上.... 不知道.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要懂得站稳脚步，心定不移，目光还是往前不误，鱼的自信心还依然坚决. 一切的一切将不会轻易被打垮.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油吧, 鱼!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼前鱼要做的是:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 减肥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对于昔日的鱼, 这自然不会是个难题. 但是对于现在背负着背伤的鱼, 是一种挑战.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是不可能, 而是鱼要做个全盘计划. 各位, 敬请期待!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 新发型&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近, 鱼上了公司主办的"专业形象培训"的课程, 可说是收惠不浅.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由于重重的工作压力, 鱼也苍老许多了. 可是多半是那老土的发型, 所以鱼要改头换面!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱美的鱼, 要美就要付出代价.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这么办了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 孙燕姿最新专辑&lt;&lt;逆光&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rg4QyfUjD0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/KG-QtMYb33M/s1600-h/stef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047990691916091202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rg4QyfUjD0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/KG-QtMYb33M/s320/stef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;许久不见的她, 风格依旧非常"孙燕姿".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鱼还是给她打个8/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;优美的曲风, 扣人心弦的词, 配合她高素质的嗓子.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;巧妙的配合, 值得好评.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) 鱼的情歌&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鱼最近写了一首"泪心". 悲伤分离.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还在捉摸着新的曲目, 暂唤它作"我喜欢的你". 爱情, 是你要的他，他要的你.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) SPIDERMAN 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rg4ZSvUjD2I/AAAAAAAAACM/K1mi5Xu7YO0/s1600-h/sp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048000042059894626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/Rg4ZSvUjD2I/AAAAAAAAACM/K1mi5Xu7YO0/s320/sp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;他即将回来了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剧情更加刺激, 画面更加精彩, 不可错过!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-5530420825975487769?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5530420825975487769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5530420825975487769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5530420825975487769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5530420825975487769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_31.html' title='鱼语心声'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/Rg4QyfUjD0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/KG-QtMYb33M/s72-c/stef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-1419016261368495926</id><published>2007-03-10T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T16:50:21.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;鱼人生即将再度挥笔写人生。敬请留意。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1419016261368495926?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1419016261368495926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1419016261368495926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1419016261368495926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1419016261368495926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-4031803606237577007</id><published>2007-02-19T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T19:46:18.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Short Notes</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know most bloggers will write on and give their warmest wishes or they would share with you how they spend their holidays with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's quite typical and it's quite a good thing to write on especially such a happy occasion we are having. Our own Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I going to write about? I stayed home for most of the time this new year. But some of the notes I would like to share with you when I was home and outside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Relatives keep asking you about your love life when it was supposed to be a past and you tried to avoid the questions.&lt;br /&gt;2) One auntie put her bag of mandarin oranges on a MRT seat as her oranges had bought a ticket itself.&lt;br /&gt;3) Another auntie put her hand on the MRT seat to force her whoever kin to sit down. In the end, the kin refused to sit and the hand is still on the seat until they dropped off after 4 stations. Poor old man beside standing must be feeling sad.&lt;br /&gt;4) The River Hongbao this year is muddy and feel like pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;5) A couple of gals wear nice clothes but bad hairdo. They looked as if they forgot about the comb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I feel? Nothing much though. It is a matter how they feel when they are doing so. It can be frustrating at times but no point doing that. This year I want to learn to have better control on my inner self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for a goat this year, it's better that I should keep a low profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4031803606237577007?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4031803606237577007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4031803606237577007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4031803606237577007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4031803606237577007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-short-notes.html' title='CNY Short Notes'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-4503467723633851874</id><published>2007-01-27T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T09:45:19.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Game At National Stadium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, I went and enjoy the last soccer game at the National Stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to my crabby friend who managed to get the tickets at grandstand in time. Steady bro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As expected, the crowd was flooding in from everywhere despite of the slight rain non-stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because today is the 2nd Round between our Singapore Lions vs Malaysia Tigers. A lot of people are wearing Red shirts and cheering hopefully that our dear Lion Team will win the match tonight. Go Lion Go!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbeep............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the match begins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024760555182410450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RbuJGkUKytI/AAAAAAAAABg/wh-Iw1-i0gI/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Elo Sir, can stop standing there bo? Bo swee lah, lim pek ai kua match leh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The match started quite shaky for both sides and there was tense moments where the defence for both sides are exposed horribly. This caused a lot of emotional tension among the crowd as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe oh yah, one thing I realise, there are quite a few good ways to attract attention among the crowd. (1) Try stand up occassionally and just shout at the teams. (2) Be a pretty babe cheering out of nowhere and sure got guys support you. Hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I chose method (3): Kopitiam-style way of attracting people: &lt;strong&gt;Scold vulgar languages! &lt;/strong&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, as the match continues, our dear goalie Lionel kena lost his concentration and made a school boy mistake by letting in a silly goal. Faint..... No mercy leh this one, you know how much frustrations he has caused the crowd and you can start hearing people scolding him everywhere. But then hor, give chance lah, maybe he realised that he forgot to close the windows when he come out from the house just now. He could be worrying his house get flooded mah or later mama will scold him one. Relax la, gentlemen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024764167249906402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RbuMY0UKyuI/AAAAAAAAABo/-aO1VtPd11U/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it come the relief which every Singaporean is hoping for: The equaliser. From a corner, our brave lions fought hard and score the deserved equaliser! Well Done the Lions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ole Ole Ole....................... You can hear the stadium roaring and the Kallang Wave moving and moving around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We want Goal!" Our dear crowd is chanting it everytime our Lions are with the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tick tock tick tock............ Bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbeep......................... Full time liao. 1-1 is the final score. It's a draw game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The extra time remains the same and it move to penalties shoot out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry guys, I was too excited that I forgot take the fotos for the last part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every sec count, every heart beat drummed, the mood is getting stronger as we see goals flowing in the penalties. None of the goalkeeper manage to keep the goal away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gan Jiong..................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the golden moment comes: Our Lion goalie save the ball!!!! (though the ball wasn't struck properly by the Tiger)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you would expect the crowd threw their voices out and scream for victory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Lion is now into the Final! Good Job Lion!!!!!!!!!!!! Woahooooooooooo!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the result finalised, my pals and myself hurried our way out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos' the bus is waiting for me go home, so must hurry before the bus flooded with people. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/32275064-4503467723633851874?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4503467723633851874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4503467723633851874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4503467723633851874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4503467723633851874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-game-at-national-stadium.html' title='Last Game At National Stadium'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RbuJGkUKytI/AAAAAAAAABg/wh-Iw1-i0gI/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-16815635358637771</id><published>2007-01-19T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T21:27:00.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Your Own Path</title><content type='html'>I always believe, taking your own path is always the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe in full independency. Because we are humans, we need each other, we are still relatively weak creatures in terms of survivorship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter you are at home or outside, as long as we need something that has to lead to others, we are dependable on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we must know one thing. Dependency can be an angel and a devil.&lt;br /&gt;Eg. Over-dependent is a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being slightly more dependent is just one way to relax and let off your emotions. For instance, gals like their boyfriends to dote on them, show more attention on them and thus would make them feel important and happy about it. If this is taken with good cause, the outcome will be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a person who always let others to help him in everything, one day when no one is around to&lt;br /&gt;help him, he is as good as useless person to drown himself in misery. This is killing the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are young, we are filled with uncertainties that caused us to rely a lot on adults. But through hard way of learning, we become stronger and do not find a need to depend on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your own path by making sure you know what you are doing and doing right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself something like these:&lt;br /&gt;1) Blame your parents for not being rich and give you enough money to go out with your friends (Why are you comparing yourself with others when you are just being different?)&lt;br /&gt;2) Blame your friends for not helping you every time you need help from them. (When is the last time you help them instead?)&lt;br /&gt;3) Blame god for not helping you when you are in trouble. (Is there a direct rule that He should be the one to help you and not yourself?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I depend on others as much as others depend on me. I take my own path because I know that I want to become stronger. I am wiser when I do things on my own and also show others how I do it. I like to be more dependent sometimes but is on a reducing mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of this. No one is in control of your own life except yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-16815635358637771?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/16815635358637771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=16815635358637771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/16815635358637771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/16815635358637771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/take-your-own-path.html' title='Take Your Own Path'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-4769424727386402989</id><published>2007-01-01T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:27:40.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>It is well known that pisceans are very dreamy creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is really true and you would have guessed that I am a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share you one of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often dreamt of this scene whereby my friends and myself are possessed with strong kungfu skills (like those comics and movies) and we are always fighting against the evil forces. This dream can be in the modern times and olden days where the Chinese Dynasty runs. Here's one example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015234043645132562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RZmwynTp_xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QoRJwkwjsPo/s320/kf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, the evil ones:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015234400127418146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RZmxHXTp_yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/QyLye3KYP44/s320/kf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always will be the scene is that I will save a girl and win the evildoers eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015234653530488626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RZmxWHTp_zI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kGZWX9koZXQ/s320/kf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhem... nonono.... not her duhz. Walau give face leh to my dreams... I mean someone who would look like this girl below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015236912683286354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RZmzZnTp_1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ipJ4nMZMUls/s320/kf.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sounds funny? Acting like a hero in the dream and save a beauty? But wasted, I cannot even remember the face of the girl whom I always saved. Damn it. Should have try to see and remember her face or even ask for her name. Scully in real life there is an existence of her who is maybe having the same dream too. Haha.... anyway it's my dream and I do enjoy kicking the butts of the baddies. I am doing good deeds inside my dream, it is never a bad thing to dream. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015236526136229698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RZmzDHTp_0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/9_A-ofRyd_I/s320/kf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway what does this dream tell me? I think it's a form of relaxation. Maybe I am too stressed with work lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can catch the next espiode again and find out more about the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4769424727386402989?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4769424727386402989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4769424727386402989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4769424727386402989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4769424727386402989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2007/01/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RZmwynTp_xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QoRJwkwjsPo/s72-c/kf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-1822842665977866160</id><published>2006-12-31T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T02:14:26.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to New Year</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us would be getting ready for the party celebration or going out with their loved ones to spend the last moments of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad too. As for me, I would be spending time alone this year to count the stars and sheep instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, not so bad as I can play around with my new phone k800i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope for a better year ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-1822842665977866160?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1822842665977866160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=1822842665977866160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1822842665977866160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/1822842665977866160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/countdown-to-new-year.html' title='Countdown to New Year'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-4000398404973385753</id><published>2006-12-23T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:01:15.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGE that IMAGE</title><content type='html'>Thank you for all positive and negative feedback on my "Ah Nerd" looks for my DnD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, before making a turn, there are some kind remarks that I am nerdy after all. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you are right to some extent. But in my sec school days, I looked fierce rather than nerdy. Maybe it's my size, it's my small eyes and bo chup look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I would like to take a twist to the new year with a NEW IMAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, help me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, any fashion consultant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, any cheap and fad clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA..... Let the evil fish rises !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Xmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4000398404973385753?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4000398404973385753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4000398404973385753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4000398404973385753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4000398404973385753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/change-that-image.html' title='CHANGE that IMAGE'/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-7669208914122578501</id><published>2006-12-22T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T15:44:52.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Fish</title><content type='html'>This week has been horrible for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere, illness struck on my family and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suffered the worst diarrhoea I've ever had since young. Can you imagine the whole sleeping night I have to go toilet for more than 20 times? And it is almost like running shuttle run for 20 rounds. Faintz.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, I have to be on MC for 2 days..... and still weak till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know, I have a lot of plans for this week to do in office and for some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, quite lucky for me, I got good colleagues around to help out. Here I really dedicate my deepest appreciation to my "Brother CM"  and some colleagues at work. Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I know that some of my friends are ready for gift exchanging. I have already planned it and prepared to gift exchange with you guys. I am terribly sorry that I cannot meet you at all. Gosh, I feel bad leh. Sorry to the mighty crab, the fish lady and my buddy Mic and Rose........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need energy and full recovery on my body. Now I am feeling about 60% back. I feel like He-Man who can just shout: "By the power of the Grey Sky...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries. After all these, I will try to take good care of my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last note: Usually I am the sort who will grumble but do not like to blame one at fault. Unless it is a very obvious mistake, I would like to give chances and benefit of doubts. I will blame myself first than to blame the wrong person. In life, we do not need to blame others to make ourselves feel better. It's about growing your heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-7669208914122578501?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7669208914122578501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7669208914122578501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7669208914122578501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7669208914122578501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick-fish.html' title='Sick Fish'/><author><name>Unknown</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-7793119720929869320</id><published>2006-12-16T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T10:02:53.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Your Latest Local Ah Nerd Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RYQ0hFQWi5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/WaMdEneCtpw/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at me! Another me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one and only me in DnD. You cannot hide your teeth when you see me in this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tada.....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HeHeHe...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009186570227846050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YvsntSMssnc/RYQ0pVQWi6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/RqUuHGxwwgw/s320/22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/32275064-7793119720929869320?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7793119720929869320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=7793119720929869320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7793119720929869320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/7793119720929869320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/get-your-latest-local-ah-nerd-now.html' title='Get Your Latest Local Ah Nerd Now!'/><author><name>Unknown</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/_YvsntSMssnc/RYQ0pVQWi6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/RqUuHGxwwgw/s72-c/22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-2245948900434217142</id><published>2006-12-10T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T06:55:31.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Yes I am back from malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a short trip to KL over the wkend with my buddy caleb and his colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I went there because of a several reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) I need a break seriously and get out of Singapore for breather&lt;br /&gt;2) Luckily got my buddy caleb as my travelmate&lt;br /&gt;3) KL now got YES (Year end sale) and it's a good time for me to get xmas gifts&lt;br /&gt;4) My company is "sponsoring" it (one of my benefits) and it's budgeted trip.&lt;br /&gt;5) To see how much KL has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took bus as transport there and the whole journey is about 5 hours and more (thanks to the roadworks on the highway). We set off as early as 8 and reach there around 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;My hotel is Swiss Garden Hotel and it is one of those 4 stars hotels. Well, overall it is not bad. The service and the food is quite reasonably good. Maybe if you take a gun pointed at me and ask me to complain, I would complain about the TV. The TV is old and the programmes is not so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first place that we visited is to have lunch at Low Yat Plaza. It is a small shopping complex though. So we headed to BB Plaza and Sungei Wang where we can start to headhunt the prices. To be frank, I felt that these 2 places are more catered to youngsters in terms of fashion. But it is quite a good place for pple who want to grab some nice shoes there. Sport wear is not so favourable there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next couple of days we went to places such as Time Square, KLCC and Lot 10. Their shopping centres are so big and completely overtake our Vivo City (of cos lah, they got abundant supple of land). However, these shopping centres caters to high-end users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to catch a midnight movie at Time Square. De Javu. This show is quite not bad. However, the story ends with a wrong side. I do not agree with the ending though. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah we managed to sing ktv there too. The KTV place we visited is called Neways. There are Red Box (not Kbox) there too. Their systems is terrific! Wireless Microphone and high-end audio and visual systems. The room is quite spacious and you would never hear distortions in music at all. The cost is quite cheap and it comes with buffet dinner as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grab some of the local food there. The Ramlee burgers, the wanton mee and the famous Hokkien mee with dark sauce. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the stuffs at KL are not cheap at all. I mean, the prices are quite close to our Singapore prices. Luckily they are quite open to pirated stuffs. Hehe I recommend the Chinatown at Jalan Petaling if you want to grab cheap belts, wallets, fashion and other stuffs. I learn from the taxi driver that if you want to buy, then you bargain. If not, they will scold you or show you black faces if you ask for the bargain prices and left for another stall. The stuffs there is around 10RM to 30RM the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, cab drivers. They will suck ur blood if you grab one at the hotel. My advice - Go somewhere away at the roadside and grab one. And one lesson I learned as well,  if you are not agreeable to the price, go for the next cab. No point using the meter reading as he would bring you merry go round and give you even more expensive than the intial price he offered you. Cos' you must know one thing. KL cabs are so many. You do not have to worry for not getting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it's quite a good and pleasant trip. I enjoyed myself there. But what I bring back is bad stomach and body adjustment. Gosh, I must build back my body soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will look forward to my next trip. With my buddy caleb or whoever else.&lt;br /&gt;Now is mostly single trips.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully next time will be double trips (I mean couple trips) hahaaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-2245948900434217142?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2245948900434217142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=2245948900434217142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2245948900434217142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/2245948900434217142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-from-malaysia.html' title='Back from Malaysia'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-5963239642366216585</id><published>2006-11-25T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T20:27:29.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing Until You Pengz</title><content type='html'>I guess a lot of people would have known that I love singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially my neighbours. They have been my audience for so many years with no grumble (low possibility).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I find that singing without a microphone seems so different and difficult for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trained in any singing school before. Except for once I was a choir member. And that is only when I had smooth legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I went singing at ktv, I seems to lose myself and not very focus in the songs. My friends who had heard me singing openly say I sing better than in ktv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengz. I dunno why. Could it be I have split personalities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cham. Must find out the reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-5963239642366216585?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5963239642366216585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=5963239642366216585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5963239642366216585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/5963239642366216585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/sing-until-you-pengz.html' title='Sing Until You Pengz'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-4399019688394367915</id><published>2006-11-19T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T05:30:44.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Evil Fish</title><content type='html'>Yes I am evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I that evil always? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is evil fish now? Well, more crappy than before. And the jokes are freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I lose myself? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying out my other self. I am finding balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer a serious side or a loose self of me? Well, good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is evil fish next move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be the mighty fish in women's heart. Hehe just like my mighty crab pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's good. Must learn from him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4399019688394367915?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4399019688394367915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4399019688394367915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4399019688394367915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4399019688394367915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-evil-fish.html' title='I am a Evil Fish'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-4878477753418483995</id><published>2006-11-13T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:39:29.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company Teambuilding Retreat</title><content type='html'>Well, I just got back from my company teambuilding retreat at Malaysia Sebana Cove during the last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I worked with a tired body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never have enough rest from it obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had fun and not fun together for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had some photos taken but yet to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still got training for the next 2 Saturday. Weekend burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will stop here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-4878477753418483995?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4878477753418483995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=4878477753418483995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4878477753418483995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/4878477753418483995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/company-teambuilding-retreat.html' title='Company Teambuilding Retreat'/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-116260724497731946</id><published>2006-11-03T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:33:00.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KTV + Pool + ???</title><content type='html'>I know I am super boliao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know I am too boliao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my playhood life, it's circulating around ktv, pool and obviously work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I do enjoy them (except work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything now emphasize on 3 in 1. So I am seriously lacking of one more companion for the playhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of friends jio me for drinks. But I prefer to cut down on it. Unless for good occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like exercising but I cannot do it cos of injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can I do ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frens around, please give me ideas ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-116260724497731946?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116260724497731946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=116260724497731946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116260724497731946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116260724497731946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/11/ktv-pool.html' title='KTV + Pool + ???'/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-116212602186747493</id><published>2006-10-29T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:33:00.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Love</title><content type='html'>Yes I admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of love is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be in love is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have a good relationship is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must choose carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-116212602186747493?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116212602186747493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=116212602186747493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116212602186747493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116212602186747493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/power-of-love_29.html' title='The Power of Love'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-116169701985355714</id><published>2006-10-24T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:59.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Princess - A Dream or Reality?</title><content type='html'>I had the chance to sit down with my friend's colleague who happen to be an expat working in Singapore for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at him for the first time, you would know:&lt;br /&gt;1) He is an angmoh&lt;br /&gt;2) He is earning big bucks and hold a good position in the company&lt;br /&gt;3) He had a company car, company apartment provided to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As friendly and open 30+ guy, we start sharing our common topic which is women. First he shared that theotically being the minority to stay in the foreign land can be hard to fit in the environment. Especially when the local people treat them like aliens and give them labels. And he mentioned that this could happen mostly in the asian countries including Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's try this. You imagine that you are an italian who is working in Australia and Europe, no matter how different you can be, you are still treated the same. The angmoh community is quite receptive to foreigners but of course, there are cases of racism. But overall, foreigners find not much problems in staying in these places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you are an italian working in places like China, Thailand, Malaysia or other part of Asia, people will treat you like a king and you can never get bored alone. Except the fact you have to be aware and wary these people around you as they maybe out to dig out your wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked him the most typical question which is how do he find the local girls. And in return, he give the most favourable answer, by saying the gals here are smarter, beautiful and quite independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he asked, "Why do the Singapore men have to go find foreign brides since the qualities of the ladies here is so great?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I guess he must have read and watch the news on local guys going for foreign brides. So I told him the truth which is the cruelty of reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that the reason for the expats in Singapore to find easy fitting is because they have no problems and worries over their lifestyle here. The money factor. First stand is that if their company do not provide so many privileges for them, who would want to go abroad to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second is that our local guys are having a lot of burdens in trying to have a good lifestyle. The local guys have to slog hard and fight for the every opportunities in work. Especially the guys and gals are quite levelled in terms of work position and wealth, it is quite hard to find a capable guy for our local ladies unless he is a doctor or a lawyer. Girls want capable guys to be better than them. But reality turn out to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expats are higher level up in terms of work and life. So a lot of gals are clinging on the idea to find a foreign husband to reach to their stage. Or maybe in their mind, they would want to migrate to foreign land too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed him off. I told him if he is not rich and start worrying over the life here, would he be able to bring any local girl out to places to chill or find excitement? He joked that that will be impossible to find a girl, but more importantly he cannot imagine living without beer. That mean if he had the limited resources, he rather choose beer than finding gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed as he agreed totally to my analysis. He also jokingly tell me that I should find a female expat too. Haha damn him. He told me that there are quite a few cases that happened in his homeland whereby there are the men who brought their foreign wives back to the homeland and the wives started to find the life there so different and harder than what they had expected. He added that an expat may earn abt 5 to 8k in overseas but when they returned to their homeland, the pay is adjusted downwards to ard 3 to 4k. The worst is that the living expenses back there is so high and they spend quite a lot in lifestyle. Some foreign wives in their homeland had to work in grocery shop or some restaurant to substain the living expenses which they are so unhappy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked for it, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I do know every girl is trying to be princess in their life. But you have to be aware if this is a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for a golden rule to our local ladies, if you want to be a real princesss, find an expat,&lt;br /&gt;1) Find a richer one&lt;br /&gt;2) Find out his homeland how his lifestyle will be&lt;br /&gt;3) Find out his family values&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt the expats are earning good money here, with good money, they have a lot of means to make your day exciting and fun-going. But all these are just materials and is normally not lasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be smart in your choices but don't be oversmarted. If you want to be a local princess, you have to find a good prince. A prince may not be rich in life but rich in his heart. One who can protect and love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, for your info, he is a British.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-116169701985355714?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116169701985355714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=116169701985355714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116169701985355714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116169701985355714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/real-princess-dream-or-reality.html' title='Real Princess - A Dream or Reality?'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-116140558348994746</id><published>2006-10-20T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:59.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Line #1</title><content type='html'>Love Line #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;尽管讨厌春天，花开我会是喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;尽管讨厌夏天，雨洒我仍是喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;尽管讨厌秋天，落叶我还是喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;尽管讨厌冬天，飘雪我就是喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;尽管讨厌人世，我只知道我喜欢你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-116140558348994746?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116140558348994746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=116140558348994746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116140558348994746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116140558348994746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-line-1.html' title='Love Line #1'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-116096331033861120</id><published>2006-10-15T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:59.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Entertaining Shows</title><content type='html'>When we watch entertainment shows, we would first think of the best which is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, Japanese shows are still best in Asia, cos they are damn creative and daring. The stars and the host are really talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next normally we would think of Taiwanese gameshows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shows like Guess Guess Guess, Qi Tian Da ShengZhong Yi Da Ge Da etc. We are too used to them and now Singapore also trying to imitate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait wait.... suddenly I find that Korea entertainment shows are much better. The second place should go to them, well-deservedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got time, go and watch Korean entertainment shows such as Xman and Love Letter.&lt;br /&gt;The hosts are comedian born and very funny and able to lead the audience along. The stars are also very hardworking and very sporting in shows. It is a thumbs up for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you watched, maybe I will ask you, whose's second best. You will know the answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-116096331033861120?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116096331033861120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=116096331033861120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116096331033861120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116096331033861120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/korean-entertaining-shows.html' title='Korean Entertaining Shows'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-116087532718505911</id><published>2006-10-14T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:59.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings can be certain</title><content type='html'>I admit, nowadays pple are not certain about their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sg, particularly, it's more difficult to find one whom can tell you that he/she love their partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be common that pple can tell you reasons such as "like to go out with him", "at least got someone to stand by me" or even "dun wan let others to laugh cos you don't have a stead".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very strange especially when quite a number tend to break before marriage due to reasons of feelings is not right. Or even divorce after having kids because you do not have feelings anymore for the partner. How can you commit when you cannot be certain about your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what's so difficult in deciding your feelings? Well, you can be so certain in confirming your family members, knowing who are your good friends and even be certain about your favourite things. So can you, in terms of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings to be certain, it only means that you must be really enjoying be with the person. Hey, I don't mean those surfaces such as you enjoy with him becos he is rich or he likes to treat you or he can accompany you when you are bored. Enjoy means you do not mind and like to feel his presence with you. No matter it's just a breakfast, shopping or sometimes a person is sick, you still like to be with him. Most impt qns is, are you sure he's the one? Are you clear of your options?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings cannot be one sided. Normally it's selfishness that is creeping in. You can ask this guy to go out easily today. If he is not available, you can jolly find other guy friend to go out enjoy. That would only mean you need a companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree, love is about companionship. But not totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is defined in so many ways. If your definition is only companionship, and so does he. Then it's jolly well matching. Since both criteria are matched, I guess there is a certain extent that the connection is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want love to be sharing, then the other half must be accomodating too. For eg, you feel down and you ask him out to share problems. But one day, if he is down too, you should be glad to be doing the counter ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be one sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get clear of your feelings today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-116087532718505911?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116087532718505911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=116087532718505911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116087532718505911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116087532718505911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/feelings-can-be-certain.html' title='Feelings can be certain'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-116015261463872732</id><published>2006-10-06T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:58.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is just like a piece of blank paper</title><content type='html'>Yah wad, to think about it, nowadays quite a lot of pple treat love as a piece of blank paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you write wrongly, throw and go to the new page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to write, you can even write on a few pages at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not want, throw the whole damn book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dun understand, when two parties are on the verge of breaking, why can one be having so steady and find another person to get close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like one do not treasure love at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When comes to love, I always want to treasure and precious it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even it's gone, I do not let go so fast. I would still treasure the memories until one day its gone completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am going to study what makes a gal to like the guy easily and cling on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope I am not referring to the softie who depend a lot on the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But rather, the guy has something that makes the gal very much into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charms maybe. Damn, I am lacking it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-116015261463872732?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/116015261463872732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=116015261463872732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116015261463872732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/116015261463872732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-is-just-like-piece-of-blank-paper.html' title='Love is just like a piece of blank paper'/><author><name>Unknown</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-115959972684580280</id><published>2006-09-29T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:58.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This world does not belong to you only</title><content type='html'>I began to study people when I am in poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never reject people that easily. Being a flexible and accomodating character I have always been, I have come across a lot of different types of people and still counting till date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to realise something. This world never belong to you only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This I pointed to the people who tend to live in their own world. These are people who have been isolating since young, people who could have been badly experienced, people who are selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world does not belong to you alone, why are you making life difficult for yourself? They may feel the world is rejecting them, they may feel that they are right in doing so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem still lies with you! Obviously, you must know that anything you do will impact on others too. So one must know the consequences and bear the responsiblities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to live the world yourself, go stay in your own room and don come out, or live in an island with yourself as a king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it? Really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115959972684580280?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115959972684580280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115959972684580280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115959972684580280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115959972684580280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-world-does-not-belong-to-you-only.html' title='This world does not belong to you only'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115911374282114810</id><published>2006-09-24T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:58.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another good guy on board</title><content type='html'>Today marks another good guy on board the route to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pri sch mate Zhiyong is happily married with his wife Jingjing and hold the wedding dinner at sentosa today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have finally walked on the red carpet after a long 8 year long distance love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are a pair of lovebirds for others to admire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really happy to see them starting a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really happy to see them become husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my mate, Zhiyong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats and blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115911374282114810?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115911374282114810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115911374282114810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115911374282114810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115911374282114810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-good-guy-on-board.html' title='Another good guy on board'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115908382950925238</id><published>2006-09-24T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:58.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate</title><content type='html'>I believe in fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything goes around the fate and you cannot hide from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fated to do this, you are fated to see this, you are fated to have this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I asked myself. How do I get to know you? How do I get into this job? How do I be possibly born in Singapore and not elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love fate. So I learnt not to grumble too much. When you grumble too much, you dislike fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want good fate and not bad fate. So hopefully by loving fate will bring me good fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure? Well I do not know. But I have faith in fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115908382950925238?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115908382950925238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115908382950925238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115908382950925238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115908382950925238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/fate.html' title='Fate'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115841602698324246</id><published>2006-09-16T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:58.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Like Writing Songs....</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I feel the urge of writing songs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you are driving for so long on a road, then suddenly you feel like stop driving and do something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in my life now is all about work, I have been missing a lot on my hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports, it's out for me now cos' I am down physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing, I am still in but I have a spoilt fake voice. But most of the times is I haven't get into serious singing mood. Hmm must find out the cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing songs, I have lost it. For months, I cannot think of any nice tunes and themes. But I have gathered so much a lot of stories from my friends. Maybe I should come back to this hobby again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should try write fast tracked songs. Or dance songs. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;It should be a fresh attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must think of ideas now liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115841602698324246?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115841602698324246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115841602698324246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115841602698324246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115841602698324246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/feel-like-writing-songs.html' title='Feel Like Writing Songs....'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115788944243907359</id><published>2006-09-10T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:58.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing the Duet</title><content type='html'>When u go sing ktv, other than singing your fav songs, it will be quite fun to sing duets together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the popular ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 屋顶 - 吴宗宪 and 温岚&lt;br /&gt;2) 珊瑚海 - 周杰伦 and Lara&lt;br /&gt;3) 相爱- 范逸臣 and 同恩&lt;br /&gt;4) 好心分手 - 王力宏 and 卢巧音&lt;br /&gt;5) 恋爱频率 - 许志安 and 许慧欣&lt;br /&gt;6) 广岛之恋 - 张洪量 and 莫文蔚&lt;br /&gt;7) 爱和承诺 - 张学友 and 陈慧娴&lt;br /&gt;8) 你最珍贵 - 张学友 and 高慧君&lt;br /&gt;9) 北极雪 - 陈慧琳 and 冯德伦&lt;br /&gt;10) 只能抱着你- 光良 and 梁静茹&lt;br /&gt;11) 明明很爱你 - 品冠 and 梁静茹&lt;br /&gt;12) 制造浪漫 - 郑中基 and 陈慧琳&lt;br /&gt;13) 让我爱你 - 周渝民 and 大S&lt;br /&gt;14) 无尽的爱 - 成龙 and 金喜善&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow so many songs to sing as duets.... Shiok man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115788944243907359?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115788944243907359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115788944243907359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115788944243907359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115788944243907359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/sing-duet.html' title='Sing the Duet'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115784853142732630</id><published>2006-09-09T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:58.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good guys are boring</title><content type='html'>Face the truth, ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good guys are boring, generally boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cos' they have good manners, good habits and good characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is how you want to choose good guys and create 2 persons world together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most gals choose bad guys, in fact there are a lot of bad guys around too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most gals got hurt by bad guys, blame the guy no doubt, but blame on yourself for choosing the bad guy in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya, you may feel that you have been cheated by those smartass bad guys? Think hard again, is it really their tricks that lured you there but it's your inner mind that decide to be with him because he is fun and interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, correct me if I am wrong, good guys does not mean quiet guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good guys can be quite good at talking but it's the way they behave and decision they made can be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, a good guy would turn down the chance of going clubbing and prefer to go to park or gym to exercise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it could be that a good guy go to clubbing places yet just stand there like an idiot without joining you the fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, it's so much fun to be with someone who is fun-to-be-with, someone who can always sweet-talk you, someone who like thrills. But will it last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this couple who can havoc the hell every night but find themselves tied down when they got married and have a baby. Things turn sour and everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, ultimately it still boils down to the decision of finding your love, companionship or soulmating or both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, find someone who can communicate with you is important. Good guys can be boring, so what? Most importantly, they must have a genuine heart. A kind heart in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115784853142732630?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115784853142732630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115784853142732630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115784853142732630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115784853142732630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-guys-are-boring.html' title='Good guys are boring'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115781070914137757</id><published>2006-09-09T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:58.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love .... So what is it?</title><content type='html'>Remember I always say it is wonderful to be in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, most of the times when people are in love, their definitions of love start to change track as the time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For eg, many people will quote that the guy will be very different especially when he chases you in the earlier stage and the stage after he had win you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another classic eg will be the guy will be totally different before and after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or there might be saying that sometimes the guy can be a good lover but yet he is not a good husband for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the gals? Same theory applies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how? You tell me about it. How come love changes? Ya I know. Nothing can be constant always. But then, why love is not accelerating forward and start to reverse the cycle at most times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen many sad cases which I will not tell out but then there are good ones as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you the good ones. I have seen the guy sticks around with his galfriend when the gal is in great health danger amd face great difficulties in life. He never complains and never grumbles cos he knows that the gal needs more love from him than anyone else.  I have also seen the gal sticks to the boyfriend when he has no money. Slowly he worked hard and get rich cos he knows that he had a supportive galfriend and he must not let the gal down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I called and should be the right way of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to many people is divided into companionship and soulmating. Companionship is just someone who can be with you at all times or at times you need the person to be. Soulmating is someone you want to share you heart and soul with and someone who is understanding and caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people will tend to choose companionship in love. Everytime, the guy can go out with you, you will feel loved. Or everytime you need the gal to go out with you and your friends, you feel you love her. Well, the main question is, do you really need total companionship in love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I believe in both. I believe in proportionating the companionship and soulmating. Meaning? I will take a stand of 70% soulmating and 30% companionship. Why? Becos I need someone who can understand me more than I want someone to go out with me.  I do not believe in one who just can go out with you and one day if you cannot go out, he or she may abandon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to look at the path which can last the Love longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the journey to Love seems hard and misty, I still believe in True Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is heart to heart connection. One day, I know that my heart will be connected to a gal I like. I also hope for the gal to connect her heart to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the idea of staying together forever, regardless of any changes, any problems, any situations, I want to be there with her and forever whenever she needs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems mission impossible? Pray hard then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115781070914137757?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115781070914137757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115781070914137757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115781070914137757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115781070914137757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-so-what-is-it.html' title='Love .... So what is it?'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115771625713140604</id><published>2006-09-08T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:57.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practising one song</title><content type='html'>I have to admit. I have lost it, my fake voice is almost gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did I lose it ? Think should be in poly days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good singing in the primary and school days but now I turned back, I have lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to fake voice is not pretentious voice that is weak and not firm. The fake voice is supposed to be as clear and strong as real voice. Especially when the switching of real voice to fake voice must be levelled at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am practising one song by 李圣杰 &lt;&lt;眼底星空&gt;&gt; which requires this skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, must try practice it well before a lot of pple sure laff one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Another japanese cartoon is worth full 5 stars up ! It is by the name of "Karas". Very solid storyline and graphics. For cartoon lovers, please take note of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115771625713140604?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115771625713140604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115771625713140604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115771625713140604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115771625713140604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/practising-one-song.html' title='Practising one song'/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-115727156614203061</id><published>2006-09-03T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:57.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to kill Boredom?</title><content type='html'>Many at times, we always quote the statement, "to kill boredom".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times yet, we always lose badly the battle to boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always trying hard to figure out, why I lose out to it easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons I can find:&lt;br /&gt;1) No new hobby - I am looking hard into finding one. Still no chance. Any sugg?&lt;br /&gt;2) Go out with guy buddies - All guys though but not always available. Most of the times will be to eat and play pool. Somehow still feel the lacking cos' most of them will be tied up with galfriends too.&lt;br /&gt;3) Sing Ktv - Quite a good idea but then I cannot sing too often. Too ex and not many singing kakis. haha&lt;br /&gt;4)  Shopping - Sometimes it's quite easy to spend the day by doing alone shopping. But the yucky feeling is when you see so much goodies but cannot spend much.&lt;br /&gt;5) Places that is the same - In Singapore, almost everywhere is the same. Sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I admit it's my own problem. Maybe some of you out there may feel the same too. I am quite bored during weekends. Luckily sometimes I can enjoy a little with my buddies in pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my main problem is finding &lt;em&gt;soul and companion&lt;/em&gt; mates. Most buddies are companions, some of which are soulmates, very hard to find one who can possess the both attributes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to even mention girls. Maybe I am not rich and I am not handsome bah. Haha. Or scully they think I am some weird and old fashion person. Hahaha.... I admit defeat to myself. I am not able to become the charming guy which I hoped to become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old dog cannot learn new tricks, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian. I am getting more sian everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115727156614203061?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115727156614203061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115727156614203061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115727156614203061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115727156614203061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-to-kill-boredom.html' title='How to kill Boredom?'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115720677543472955</id><published>2006-09-02T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:57.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark This Day</title><content type='html'>Mark this day, not today, but it's 31st August 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not Malaysia National Day, it's not the birthday of someone whom I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my convocation!!!!!!!!!!! My graduation FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Happy? Not really because I just feel that my mission has accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel so tired when I arrived the graduation hall with my family. Maybe it's the work that is causing me the listless mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, when I saw my buddies in SIM, I am revived to my usual self and move towards their direction of mood in great happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to mention my usual gang of buddies, Ah Neo, Ah Wee, Brandon, Conrad, Pris and not forgetting Azhar. All of them including me have come a long way to reach the final destination of success. We made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people may not understand how much we have gone through. To be frank, part time studying is never never an easy task to achieve. The path is always tough as you got to cope well with work and study at the same time, not forgetting your own personal life. The time, the efforts, the mental and physical strength, the right character that you got to invest in part time study is so much to handle. We battled it through together and win eventually with our bare hands. The feeling is so much wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I always said, I never felt alone in this journey. My buddies had helped me so much in this path and I am truly grateful to them always. Thank you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole session is quite boring and dragging. As you can see in my photos, I got the &lt;em&gt;super sian&lt;/em&gt; look when I took the photos. Haha don worry, when I am going for the studio photoshooting, I will put on a good expression. Luckily, after the graduation, my buddies, Brandon, Pris and myself went singing ktv to celebrate our achievement. My buddy Brandon, new Sony phone with the 3mp camera is sooooo solid, the photo turn out to be so terrific. Duh, I should have waited to buy this phone. One thing I must mention, Brandon is good in his singing and I am showing thumbs up to him. I think my fake voice is spoilt, must heal it someday. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I got the photos in my camera but regretably, it seems to look dim. My SIM friends out there, I will send you the photos once I do the photoshop changes, at least make it look better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient, my buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, congrats to all who won the honour! I am proud of you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115720677543472955?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115720677543472955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115720677543472955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115720677543472955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115720677543472955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/09/mark-this-day.html' title='Mark This Day'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115666788350316715</id><published>2006-08-27T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:57.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a Bachelor</title><content type='html'>Weekend is very precious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the heavy loads of shit I have to endure during my weekday job, weekend smell so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's bachelor life I am dealing with now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life still goes on well and I shall share with you how the bachelor evil fish spend his weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start with Friday Nite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the clock ticked around 5.30pm, I will get "high" and will always try to finish up my workload. And I know that I have some options in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;- Ask my army buddies out, especially for the Mr Nice Crab, Mr Good Fish and Mr Holy Scorpion (if he can make it sometimes), for dinner, a game of pool, ktv, arcade games etc. OR&lt;br /&gt;- Meet up my good old pals from Ixxx, JY, LY, MS and AH for a game of pool, dinner and talk cock session with soccer matches and beer included. OR&lt;br /&gt;- Go home and enjoy my mum's cooking (she's a great cook) and then watch tv on Guess Guess Guess, listen to my mp3 songs or search for mtv to watch in the Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Saturday comes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Morning is always around 8 for me. I dunnoe why that I cannot sleep for long. I am born a alarm clock for my family. haha. Then I will go nearby market to buy bee hoon breakfast for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Afternoon comes, I will:&lt;br /&gt;- My Sec Sch Brothers, Vincent, Johnny and Kaylor may jio me out, cos' most of them are working in the Saturday morning. Also provided that Johnny and his wife-to-be not patoring (I do not really like the idea the gf hang out with us too often, quite restrictive mah!), Kaylor do not have OT and free too, Vincent our family boy have time to chill out. We will normally go to some places we never go before, or we may just come out for a competitive pool, or we may go sing ktv etc. We may hang out till late night. OR&lt;br /&gt;- My army buddies above sometimes if can make it, we may come out for a talkingcock session. OR&lt;br /&gt;- My good old pals from Ixxx above for the same stuffs above.&lt;br /&gt;- Crack brain to jio any gal out. Usually very hard task cos the gals I can come out with are usually very "hot" among their guy frens and popular during weekend. Unless miracles happen. So you gals out there know what to do liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sunday is:&lt;br /&gt;- zuo bo lan day, maybe it's family day for most of us. Of cos, sometimes I have to help out in groceries with my mum as well.&lt;br /&gt;- home for myself will be computer gaming, surfing and listen to songs and of cos I will sing out one hahaa I pity my neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;- I will also go out to shop alone. haha see gals and make my mood good.&lt;br /&gt;- Rare that people ask me out this day. Haha the evil fish is not popular bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the life of the bachelor evil fish. And hate the feelings of Monday coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115666788350316715?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115666788350316715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115666788350316715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115666788350316715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115666788350316715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-as-bachelor.html' title='Life as a Bachelor'/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-115651912242431295</id><published>2006-08-25T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:57.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Evil?</title><content type='html'>Some of you might start to ponder, Why Evil Fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far ONE buddy knows the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long ONE gal knows the answer will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? You will never know the ans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115651912242431295?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115651912242431295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115651912242431295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115651912242431295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115651912242431295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-evil.html' title='Why Evil?'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115606804706141705</id><published>2006-08-20T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:57.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Break!</title><content type='html'>Have a Break, evil fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's wrong if you think I am doing the Kit Kat advertisment now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really annoying to find that your life is contained with work and work only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I always tell my friends around me, we need to find the balance in our life just like the ying and yang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/320/1408905684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's my challenge to find the balance between work and personal space. I must fill in colors in my personal space right now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been trying to think of the stuffs I can do after work, however, still lacking the motivation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess it's the downside I am facing in terms of personal life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I should go on tour, but with whom?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I should go join singing, but with whom?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friends around me, anyone also keen to join any activity? haha tell me and maybe we can go together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TOP: 4px" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5qioMOhEURkAWmOJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBkaXB0Zmt1BHBvcwMyMARzZWMDc3I-/SIG=1fi5mt307/EXP=1156153896/**http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fp%3Dying%2Byang%26ei%3DUTF-8%26fr%3DFP-tab-web-t500%26x%3Dwrt&amp;w=1280&amp;amp;h=1024&amp;imgurl=www.bergoiata.org%2Ffe%2Fyin-yang%2FYing%2520Yang%2520XP.jpg&amp;amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bergoiata.org%2Ffe%2Fyin-yang%2F10.htm&amp;size=166.6kB&amp;amp;name=Ying+Yang+XP.jpg&amp;p=ying+yang&amp;amp;type=jpeg&amp;no=20&amp;amp;tt=30,354&amp;ei=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115606804706141705?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115606804706141705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115606804706141705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115606804706141705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115606804706141705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/have-break.html' title='Have a Break!'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115582520957913051</id><published>2006-08-17T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:57.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KTV Singing</title><content type='html'>I have to admit, ever since young, I just love singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back in primary school, I was in the choir group and had a solo chance in performing in some musical hall. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in secondary school, I diverted my attention to sports and started to lose the singing skills gradually even though I still listened and sang modern songs in toilet and my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the poly days, I came across the meaning of ktv but never had the chance to go. But I had one chance performing in some popular eating place. Hehe lucky never throw face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the army days, except the army songs, I cannot remember I had the chance to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, KTV seems to be getting into my life. And I grow to love singing ktv. Friends here and there I know also love singing. It becomes a good form of relaxation and interactive activity for me till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I went singing with my "fish" colleague and "fish" pal. Along with my "fish" colleague was a inspired-to-be-singer guy fren. I must say he got his own style of voice but may have to put in a lot of efforts in singing skills and belief with confidence in himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my "fish" friends are above average singers. One is very good in the singing techniques and the other is very good at catching the right feelings towards the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I go along with my feel of the song and do my "humour" in songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need not worry for me, no glass or property is ruined by any chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115582520957913051?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115582520957913051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115582520957913051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115582520957913051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115582520957913051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/ktv-singing.html' title='KTV Singing'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115543748699112479</id><published>2006-08-12T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:56.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Socialising</title><content type='html'>I think I have socialising with too many buddies liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha hey I really enjoy with my buddies ok. Pools, Beers(used to), makan sultra, sightseeing etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as pple around me are coupled, which leaves me lesser buddies to hang with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should I do? And the answer is simply.... (drum roll)..... Evil Fish Goes Socialising !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.... first time the evil fish has opened up. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing evil fish did is sign up with SDU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think must jio some of my buddies to go with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115543748699112479?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115543748699112479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115543748699112479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115543748699112479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115543748699112479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/socialising.html' title='Socialising'/><author><name>Unknown</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32275064.post-115530261382687953</id><published>2006-08-11T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:56.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty and not pretty</title><content type='html'>When I see pretty gals, my mood will become very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you would expect most guys will say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hor, let me re-emphasize my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty gals need not be the appearance to be very pretty. But rather the whole look of her is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, where am I heading in my speech? Maybe let me give u examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice looking gal walk with heavy and clumsy legs = Not pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal looking gal but walk gracefully = Pretty :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chio bu walk but talk loudly like nobody's business = Not Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chio bu walking and always smile = Pretty :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal looking gal walk and talk loudly = Ugly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so pretty gal walk and like to bump on pple and talk loudly = Very Ugly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there is no one perfect in this world. I just mean that try not to overdo your actions in public. A lot of times we can be loud in the way we speak and laugh. That's perfectly alright as long you know your limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can be pretty. But they can be ugly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115530261382687953?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115530261382687953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115530261382687953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115530261382687953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115530261382687953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/pretty-and-not-pretty.html' title='Pretty and not pretty'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115510832624676608</id><published>2006-08-09T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:56.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Singapore!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to Singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish our dear Singapore get richer, healthier and peaceier!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that Singaporeans don't be so mean and unreasonable, Singaporean salaries can increase and Singaporean places get hyped !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Singaporean definitely need to get a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who right? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115510832624676608?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115510832624676608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115510832624676608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115510832624676608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115510832624676608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy Birthday Singapore!'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115505764361032438</id><published>2006-08-08T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:56.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pools</title><content type='html'>Nowadays I treat pools like a buddy to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It becomes a motivator to me after the mishaps had hit on my other buddy, Counterstrike at Bugis Junction arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Unfortunately my buddy at Bugis is now under renovation!!!! Wa liew eh!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/1600/989021596.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am quite happy with the new buddy now. And I can learn more about my focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err... of course, playing with guys is always the most challenging. But I feel that it would be a lot better with gals around as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... I don't mean this. I try not to choose her though. (**sniff**nose bleeding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/1600/989021596.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/320/989021596.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes..... Like this will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/1600/989021596.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/320/989021596.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any gals interested? My guy buddies, please bring your gals along if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115505764361032438?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115505764361032438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115505764361032438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115505764361032438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115505764361032438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/pools.html' title='Pools'/><author><name>Unknown</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-32275064.post-115487045813667798</id><published>2006-08-06T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:32:56.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/1600/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this particular day, I would like to annouce that I have decided to quit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DRINKING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Reducing balance mode)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/1600/homer%20simpson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/320/homer%20simpson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity to know that the evil fish has chosen to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrghhh.... the sweet smell of the red wine, the manhood of beer and yes, and I am going to miss them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok.... I know that soccer without beer is going to be tasteless. Think I would need to try watching it with teh bing or maybe with babes? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my drinking friends, at least you wouldn't have to miss out any of my lame and cranky jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Still a blessing in disguise lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok man. It's time for the evil fish to get a beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5053/1776/320/beer.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops! I mean Root Beer!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32275064-115487045813667798?l=thevilfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/feeds/115487045813667798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32275064&amp;postID=115487045813667798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115487045813667798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32275064/posts/default/115487045813667798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thevilfish.blogspot.com/2006/08/drinking.html' title='Drinking'/><author><name>Unknown</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></feed>
