<?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-2109502792552516573</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:39:21.705-07:00</updated><category term='Back to action'/><category term='Piss and Lonely'/><category term='Indian Feast'/><category term='Mr Nanny'/><category term='new start'/><category term='Virus invasion'/><category term='Wedding Photoshoot'/><category term='Grey day'/><category term='&quot;I had a bad day&quot;'/><category term='New year'/><category term='Angry'/><category term='Japanese food lovers'/><category term='Unforgettable Present Hurting session'/><category term='What a great ending for 2007'/><title type='text'>Our Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is a make up of memories, they can be sweet or sour, good or bad. But no matter what they are, they are priceless so remember to blog these pieces of memories down as you cannot reverse time but you can refresh your memories.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-6668756585274693029</id><published>2010-06-22T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T01:23:13.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: WTS Travel</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, i took a trip to KL by coach to visit mummy. The journey was a total piece of crap, firstly it failed to reach KL on time, instead it was 2 hr late as compared to what was promised. Secondly, the coach was filled with juvenile cockroaches which were crawling on the window and floor. Thirdly, having someone snoring away loudly beside you is the last thing i ever hoped for. Ppl, do not take WTS coaches, it truly lives up to its name "What the s...".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-6668756585274693029?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6668756585274693029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=6668756585274693029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6668756585274693029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6668756585274693029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/06/warning-wts-travel.html' title='Warning: WTS Travel'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7137029076262487096</id><published>2010-06-17T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:21:48.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone with Abril Ep03</title><content type='html'>This morning i woke up feeling very tired, had to drag myself up as i knew that i will not have the luxury of doing my stuff if Abril had to wake me up instead. Well all things went well yesterday, Abril slept at 10 plus after finishing 6 oz of milk and i washed the clothes and packed my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 5, i was woken by some familiar voice as i opened my eyes to find Abril playing with her big turtle soft toy. So i carried her out and make her some milk, she managed to finish the milk and dozed off soon after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at the end of 3rd day i can still managed to walk properly and think logically without having to rely on Abril's roller chair as recomd by the Chuas'. Thanks to all the sms and msg, at least i know that you all still loved me of coz as a friend except for Mr. Chua with undoubtly is in a special relationship with me, Murck Murck! So folks, end of warm up, let get ready for Taiwan Epi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7137029076262487096?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7137029076262487096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7137029076262487096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7137029076262487096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7137029076262487096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/06/home-alone-with-abril-ep03.html' title='Home Alone with Abril Ep03'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-6179225058662995553</id><published>2010-06-16T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T18:14:02.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone with Abril Ep02</title><content type='html'>I know that this is just a short drama with 3 Epi, and all the aunties out there have been active following it. So let find out what happened for day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Well, it turned out that Day 2 isn't as happening as Day 1 as i finished washing the bottle at around 11.30 and that can only indicated that Abril slept before that timing. I knocked off on the dot and was at home around 6.30 and i settled whatever chores there are for me before taking a shower and headed over to pick up Abril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 9, we had reached home and Abril started her daily routines again i.e. watching TV. However, there was a moment when she stared at our photo on the wall and started pointing and cried, i quickly diverted her attention to some other things knewing very well that she would start to think of mummy. Wow, that was a close shave if not, i would have been in hot soup with a crying baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 9.30, i washed up Abril and changed her into sleeping attire and she indicated that she is hungry and i give her milk except that this time i make a 8 oz milk instead of a 7 oz. Guess what she finished all of it and she continued to play with her toys until 10.15 before she sleep. At around 10.45, the phone rangs and it was mummy well just do routines check on us and tell me how "enjoyable" the life over at KL is: "Chey, show off".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thorughout the night, Abril did woke up 1 time for about 5 mins and thats all. Well, i can concluded that Day 2 is  quite a pleasant one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand tune for Day 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-6179225058662995553?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6179225058662995553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=6179225058662995553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6179225058662995553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6179225058662995553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/06/home-alone-with-abril-ep02.html' title='Home Alone with Abril Ep02'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-5783828006541439659</id><published>2010-06-15T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:45:26.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone with Abril Ep1</title><content type='html'>First Day&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole day at DBS Shenton meeting with my customer and managed to get home around 5, so i took Abril for a walk near the compound while my grandmum prepare dinner. She was fascinated by the pigeons which were looking for food in the nearby field. Then at 6, i rushed off for some evening work assignment which ended around 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to fetch little Abril back home around 10.30, the first thing when she got into the house is to go and look for the remote control and asked me to switch on the TV for her so that she can view her favourite SK II advertisement. Did a wash up for her and changed to our favoruite Mummy Poko Diaper and she continued to wash TV and played with her toys. Meanwhile, i unpacked her stuffs as well as preparation for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i gave her milk and she stayed up for a while before she wanted to sleep. Finally she fell asleep at 12.15 am and it was when i also collapsed on the sofa. The next moment i opened my eyes was 2.30 and i go and washed her bottles and clothes before i transfered her into the room. Abril had been kind enough to me as she slept thorough until 8 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that tonight will be smooth sailing too........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-5783828006541439659?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5783828006541439659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=5783828006541439659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5783828006541439659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5783828006541439659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/06/home-alone-with-abril-ep1.html' title='Home Alone with Abril Ep1'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-1676405948286862008</id><published>2010-06-14T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T05:57:48.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone with Abril</title><content type='html'>It is always good news for men when their wives are not around at home for a while, it is like being release from prison after serving decades in that cell. Well, my wife is going on a company training trip on Tuesday and she will be away for a week and you might be thinking "Shiok, right", well it is not "Shiok" at all, for my case i am home alone with little Abril and that means i might find myself partying with her in the earliest hour of a brand new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally not looking forward to it seriously cause i know that it is going to be a tough journey, oh now i am starting to miss my wife. And people, if you are free and happened to see me on MSN, please do drop me a message to check on my status. If i never reply you, it means that i have met my d...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP! MUMMY...................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-1676405948286862008?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1676405948286862008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=1676405948286862008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1676405948286862008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1676405948286862008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/06/home-alone-with-abril.html' title='Home Alone with Abril'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-2545782646569061423</id><published>2010-05-16T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T07:28:28.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adi Pure</title><content type='html'>Finally got my hands on a pair of Grade 1 AdiPure soccer boots and the catalyst for this is my carelessness of not taking my old soccer boots after a sunday morning soccer game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid me left my old pair of boots behind after a game this morning and when i realised and tried to retrieve them back, the gate was already shut. Though i was lucky enough to retrieve them back later in the afternoon, but i just gave myself an excuse to get a new pair since i wanted them so badly since last year when it launched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to Queenway during 4 plus and started hunting for a pair of suitable boots but the version i liked which is a grade 2 does not have my size even though i asked a few shops and in the end i had to settle with a pair of grade 1. Well, just treat it as a birthday present from me to myself......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-2545782646569061423?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2545782646569061423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=2545782646569061423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2545782646569061423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2545782646569061423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/05/adi-pure.html' title='Adi Pure'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-928852017467819741</id><published>2010-05-12T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:52:22.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relive the days with Mobile Boardband</title><content type='html'>Finally got my hands on a Singtel Mobile Boardband again, now i can msn and blog during my "free" worktime. But please don't get it wrong, people as work is always of ulmost priority on my daily list...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-928852017467819741?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/928852017467819741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=928852017467819741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/928852017467819741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/928852017467819741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/05/relive-days-with-mobile-boardband.html' title='Relive the days with Mobile Boardband'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7802843576683926383</id><published>2010-04-29T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T07:24:31.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more mobile boardband</title><content type='html'>Spend my last 2 week of April serving the nation, as a result got to return the mobile board band issued by the company before i check into the government hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after 2 week of "do nothing session", i return to my life only to discover that i cannot go online to msn, no more blog, no more checking of email and lot more........ Oh this sucks, and it will be so for the next 1 month plus.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7802843576683926383?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7802843576683926383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7802843576683926383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7802843576683926383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7802843576683926383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-more-mobile-boardband.html' title='No more mobile boardband'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-4901326546000725172</id><published>2010-03-22T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:45:22.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious Fan-Choy</title><content type='html'>This morning, i woke up at 7am as i had an appointment with NSC to remove my stitch after the makeover last week. The traffic was really bad even at the early morning portion. Everywhere is jam and i was awaiting to enter CTE when an sms came in. Guess what, it is from NSC stating that my doc "EE" is on mc today. "Damn....., woke up so early and this happens." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, i make a detour to TPY near my wifey's working place where this 2-storeys market was sited. There was this authentic shop by the corner that specialized in "Bao making" and i got myself a fan-choy and 2 siew mais. Well, it was very tasteful and nice. The rice had absorb the fragrant of the marinade sauce and it is definitely a way to start a bland new day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to go and try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry WenRong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-4901326546000725172?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4901326546000725172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=4901326546000725172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4901326546000725172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4901326546000725172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/03/delicious-fan-choy.html' title='Delicious Fan-Choy'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-4295566339661417990</id><published>2010-03-16T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:41:42.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parent's Love for their son</title><content type='html'>With my wife's profound blog on male and female, it made me recalled an incident when i was a teenage. Come to think of it, this is what can be termed as mental support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, i grew up in a family where praising was never a habit not matter how well you do. Instead, you will get reprimand for the bad that you performed. This behavior was craved deep inside my shadows never to expected anythings for the good deeds and never to make any mistakes and i can only envy my classmates getting rewards for doing well. All i got was a verbal acknowledge from my dad for scoring 90 marks for mathematics, nothing else was shown on his face not even a smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year passed and i grown into a teenage not to mentioned bearing the burden along with me. There was once that i did badly for one of my tests and as usual, i got the "kaya and butter" session, it was then that i had my last straws. I blasts out at them spilling out all the resent that had built up in my brains all these years. "It isn't fair at all, no matter how well i did in the pass, i never get a single praise from you. And i just need to fail once and i will get a beating, what is this?" My parent replied "Son, you are still small, you will never understand our love for you". Yes, i don't understand at all at that point of time, to me it is just loads of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after the incident, i was never interested in studying again so much so that i ended up repeating my secondary 3. My dad was made to see the vice-president regarding this. Earlier that morning, he drove me to the school. It was silent in the car, no one talked and in my mind, i was wondering how am i going to die back at home later. Will it be belt, hanger, feather duster or cane? Things worsen when my classmate whom i meet outside the office told me that he is happy to see me next time and we will be in the same class. I don't dare to look at my dad keeping my head low. After the session, he never uttered any single word, he fetched me home and left. I can still vividly remembered the disappointed look on his face until today. My mum was equally disappointed, but since she make sure that i had enough to eat and my daily lift is well taken care of. Guilt filled my heart and mind from that day onwards and i swear that i will never let them be disappointed again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the repeated year, i cut all nonsense activities and studied hard and my hard work was pay off, i managed to achieve very good result in the class. Upon getting the result, i rushed home to show it to them and they were happier. At that time, even a simple verbal acknowledgment is more than enough for me, let alone a smile on their face. That was the turning point in my life. And slowly i get to learned that they were actually praising about me to the relative all the while, it is just my ignorance not to notice it. They were always proud of me no matter what i have done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i realized that not all things need to be measure, parent love for their son need not be determined by how many praise or gifts they get. It is the support and care that really matters. And if my parent were to ask me the same old question again "I can proudly reply them that i had understand how much they loved me and i am proud to be their son"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-4295566339661417990?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4295566339661417990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=4295566339661417990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4295566339661417990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4295566339661417990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/03/parents-love-for-their-son.html' title='Parent&apos;s Love for their son'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-5789285943486106847</id><published>2010-03-16T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:54:15.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Male VS Female</title><content type='html'>There are numerous de facto claims that male and female are different. Yes, not only are we different in terms of appearance, we are different mentally too. Recently, i watch a you tube clip by a US Psychologist who explained how brain function in the 2 gender. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what was reported. Man's brain is structured logically into boxes, there is a box for car, another for game, 1 for career and the list goes on....These boxes are not linked to one another. When man talk about cars, he will open the car box and everything in it is about cars, never expected us to talk about anything else then car. Female brain is organized in a similar way, the major difference from male is that it is inter-connected. They can talk about shopping and then link it to last year mango sale event where they missed a very good deal and then get emotional etc.....&lt;br /&gt;Now all female out there, take note of this important fact: there is however a special box in male's brain and it is called that "Do-Nothing" box, it is just a box which nothing inside. Once in a while, male will open it up and then what???? Of coz, do nothing la......So next time if you encounter no response from a guy, it means he is in a do-nothing box and forgot to mention "DUN DISTURB".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the brain analogy, this craved out on how we behave and thinks. Just read the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario:&lt;br /&gt;Guy always kept stuff to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;Female: He is so quite, something must be troubling him. I need to share the load with him.&lt;br /&gt;Male: Don't make her worry, better don't mention it to her else she will be unhappy as i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result:&lt;br /&gt;Female will either pester for an answer from the male or keep wanting to guess what is going on. Male will not spoke a word of his trouble to anyone unless he is ready, he suffered because he wanted to protect what is precious to him and let them remained unharmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analysis&lt;br /&gt;Female wanted to share the load because she loved him. Male suffered in silent because he wanted to protect what he loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To female&lt;br /&gt;"Love, trust and support is what really mattered. It does not that you show your support though action or something tangible. Something what is needed is the mental support such as making a cup of hot beverage when he returned, giving him a good massage before turning in works miraculously. Always remember that he will come out of his "cave" when he is ready"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To male&lt;br /&gt;"We always think that keeping the tons of trouble to ourselves can protected our loves one but does it really works? Have you ever thought that it may have harmed them in the process. We have to learn how to care and share after all, 2 brains is better than 1 brains. If you don't wish to speak about it, then make sure that your acting skill is tip-top that it can awarded you an oscar. Open up your heart and don't those who cared worried over your stubborn behavior"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过来人&lt;br /&gt;16-Mar-10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-5789285943486106847?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5789285943486106847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=5789285943486106847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5789285943486106847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5789285943486106847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/03/male-vs-female.html' title='Male VS Female'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-2113440087697159614</id><published>2010-03-11T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:16:35.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 years checkpoint</title><content type='html'>In less than 1 month, Cindy and i would have known each other for a decade. Unlikely Cel's case of "12 or 14", it is Cindy who ask me regarding the number of years question. It all started when i made her a photo card and the title stated "Happy 2nd Anniversary", upon seeing that, we started a debate session:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: "Isn't it suppose to be 9 or 10?" &lt;br /&gt;BS:    "10 year is the duration we known each other"&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: "Then if you are calculating based on the day we get married, shouldn't it be our ROM date"&lt;br /&gt;BS:    "I remember we agreed upon 2nd of April as our anniversary?"&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: "Then it should be 9 instead of 2 right"&lt;br /&gt;BS:    "I am calculating based on our wedding annivesary......"&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: "Still not convinced" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was no conclusion to it.......So this demonstrated the difference in the functionality of a male and a female brain. Male separated events into individual entity whereas for female, these entity can be linked to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now we have to decide on a place to spent our anniversary with the additional member of the family "Our precious little Abril".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby&lt;br /&gt;15-Mar-10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-2113440087697159614?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2113440087697159614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=2113440087697159614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2113440087697159614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2113440087697159614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-years-checkpoint.html' title='10 years checkpoint'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-8253169041227636693</id><published>2010-02-23T21:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:38:42.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.........</title><content type='html'>Nothing much had happened for this month. Apart from trying to settle down in my new project based in "Little India", CNY prep and celebration, i spent most of my time sourcing for my new tank scape. Went through a few books regarding fish tank scape and i finally found my ideal scape. Hence, i am now sourcing for the materials i.e. the substrate, media, and accessories. I came across the mizu-world website and found most of the needed stuffs and now awaiting the new stock of ADA Amazonia II soil to arrive before i placed my orders with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-8253169041227636693?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8253169041227636693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=8253169041227636693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8253169041227636693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8253169041227636693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates.html' title='Updates.........'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7246430537292256038</id><published>2010-02-04T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:11:12.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The link between love and IT terminology</title><content type='html'>I was chatting with my good buddy "The Fly" and one of the topic is about the terminology used in Love context and IT and we discovered that there is actually a link between them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us start off terminology, we have the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;-Looking for partner&lt;br /&gt;-Courting&lt;br /&gt;-Dating&lt;br /&gt;-Marriage&lt;br /&gt;-Starting a family (having kid)&lt;br /&gt;-Having affairs after marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT&lt;br /&gt;-Pre-sales&lt;br /&gt;-SIT (System integration testing, testing done by developer)&lt;br /&gt;-UAT (User acceptance testing, testing done by end-user (customer))&lt;br /&gt;-Cutover (The application will be deploy onto the live system)&lt;br /&gt;-Change request/ User Request (enhancement made to the application after cutover)&lt;br /&gt;-Project by phases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link between them are as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those looking for a partner, it is like pre-sales in IT. You go around looking for customers who will need to development new application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you managed to close the deal and development work started. This is when a guy start courting a girl by trying all sort of romantic methods and talking "Want to be my steady boh...." . Similarly, development will try out different coding logic and hoping to settle with a best solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the girl go "steady" with a guy, there is when UAT starts. User will test the logic and ask how come like this and result is not acceptable sort of thingy. The girl likewise will start to pick out all the faulty parts in a guy in hope of changing them to her liking.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally UAT passed, user agreed and signed off, you know "Guy:Will you marry me? Gal: I DOOOOOOO..........". There is when marriage happens, initial period will be critical period, the couple will be in honey-moon period. Likewise, developer will be on 110% alert to look out for any issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sign-off, the preparation to cutover the application to live system take place. This is when the couple decided to have a kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for having external affairs, well sometime in IT project, it is split up into various phases. Once phase 1 completed, we kicked off phase 2, whole new requirement and new code. Just like affair, a new partner with new excitement.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7246430537292256038?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7246430537292256038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7246430537292256038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7246430537292256038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7246430537292256038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/link-between-love-and-it-terminology.html' title='The link between love and IT terminology'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-5604847675582845856</id><published>2010-02-04T06:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T06:22:20.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss my family...............</title><content type='html'>For the past few days, i have not seen my wife and my baby gal in awaken form.When i arrived back at home from the "Shitty" work i am currently in, they are already asleep and when i woke up, they had already left the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long can i hold on until i reach breaking point, every day is like paying a visit to Little India where you are flooded with Indian smell and the word that you heard is Tamil and the world is like swinging left and right..........I really start to despite them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;God please help meeeeeeeee..............&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-5604847675582845856?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5604847675582845856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=5604847675582845856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5604847675582845856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5604847675582845856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-my-family.html' title='Miss my family...............'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-6875503844377650514</id><published>2010-01-25T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:22:49.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a lousy weekend</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was a damn lousy one for me. Ever since i left the Citibank project 2 year ago, i had never burn my precious weekends and they are meaningfully spent with my family. However, last weekend was a really bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent almost 20 hours working on a stupid project that will become a white elephant as the users are not planning to use it and yet they wanted it to go live on production server. Not only the weekend was bad, the weekdays were not better off either. I had to take care of testing, development, raising of Change request as well as set-up of the production server all by myself. My team lead was busy with another project and was not able to help out. Everyday, i see myself working until 10 plus in office and the work continued when i reach home until as late as 2 plus. Things was worse at home, Cindy was having some weird fever that come only at night and Abril was just recovering from her cough and flu so we have to rely on our grandmum to take care of Abril. Fortunately, Cindy was able to take care of herself though it was rather tough and now she is in the midst of recovering from her weird fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the week, i had been quite pissed of with the resource allocation from this project and that my request for more help had not been seemed to by my management. But through self-consultation that "It will be a good learning" that i feel better and determined to finish the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i had mentioned quite a number of negative stuffs that happened last week, there were 2 good things that happened too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cindy and Abril had been there to support me through my tough period, and i am looking forward to this weekend while we can spend time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A big suprise for me on Sunday from my "honey and big sister", you know who you are. Must be the feedback form right, 4/5 grading......... Nice fish tank with cabinet. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lot of love&lt;br /&gt;"Er nai"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-6875503844377650514?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6875503844377650514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=6875503844377650514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6875503844377650514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6875503844377650514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-lousy-weekend.html' title='What a lousy weekend'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7922218335660764551</id><published>2010-01-21T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:07:59.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taxi Story</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, i was waiting for a cab at Shenton DBS building, the queue was long and it was pouring cats and dogs. Staring at the different colours of taxi driving pass, i can't help but to wondered which taxi company will served me this time. I hoped for a Hyundei Sonata which is infamous for their speed and comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fast approaching my turn and i started to look out if my wish had been answered. In the end, i end up in a Crown which is driven by a female in her late thirties. Huh, interesting this is the first female cab driver that i have encountered in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i hopped on not knowing that what's installed for me. Well, it was a shitty experience. First, the auntie change gear very fast which mean that the taxi does not attain its optinum power for each gear level. Secondly, she kept a damn big distance between the car infront of her and keep tapping on the brake, i think the car behind her must be damn pissed. Thirdly, she travelled in the most outer lane and ignore the ambulance behind her although it was raising the emergency light. The ambulance has to overtake her, quite "solid". Lastly, she was travelling so slow that a same trip costs 30% more compared with other cab drivers. However, on the bright side i get to sleep peacefully as it is slow and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, think twice before you board a taxi driven by a female.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7922218335660764551?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7922218335660764551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7922218335660764551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7922218335660764551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7922218335660764551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/taxi-story.html' title='A Taxi Story'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-4032562069075219768</id><published>2010-01-20T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:42:50.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tore my ligament</title><content type='html'>I tored my left knee ligament (medial collateral ligament) 2 weeks ago when playing soccer. It all happened when i tried to perform a slide to stop the ball from passing me, my left leg landed inward and i heard a "Pop" sound and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial few hours wasn't that bad, i hardly feel the pain as i can still drive a manual car back home but what happened next was more than i can handled, i started having difficult to extend my leg and feel extreme pain even with the slightest movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so bad that i had to visit the A&amp;amp;E the following day, the doc claimed that i can recovered with 1-2 weeks but i doubt it. A ligament need at least 1 month to heal and it depends on the severity too. Now i named myself "Ah Pai Siang"................ Luck seems to be running out this year or i am getting too old for soccer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-4032562069075219768?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4032562069075219768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=4032562069075219768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4032562069075219768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4032562069075219768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/tore-my-ligament.html' title='Tore my ligament'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-8685223123107921864</id><published>2010-01-18T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:29:27.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic @ Botanic Garden</title><content type='html'>Recently, we visited the Singapore Botanic Garden for a picnic trip. The weather was splendid when we arrived around noon time. It was easy to find a parking lot since the revamp of the car park to a multi-storey type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abril was fast asleep when we arrived so we placed her in her usual "BMW Z4". The park was not crowded as we walked in search of our ideal spot. After 10 mins of searching, we settled by a bench in a pretty shady and windy location. In front of us is a big greeny grass patch where a few groups of picnic-ers gathered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had sandwiches and salad for lunch and chocolate for dessert. Not long after we finished our lunch, little Abril finally woke up from her afternoon nap and she too had her porridge. After everything, we sat there enjoying the peacefulness of the park, play with Abril and took a few photos of our family. Lastly, we headed for Ginger garden before calling it a day. Take a look at our &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/cindychua80/Botanic_Garden_PicnicJan10"&gt; photos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2bVcw8PI/AAAAAAAACAM/ukGLMH47sA4/s720/IMG_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 134px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2bVcw8PI/AAAAAAAACAM/ukGLMH47sA4/s720/IMG_0367.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2dVDeK5I/AAAAAAAACAU/yzp_zCAKZV8/s720/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 137px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2dVDeK5I/AAAAAAAACAU/yzp_zCAKZV8/s720/IMG_0369.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2eSZwUDI/AAAAAAAACAY/8mt6Zgpba38/s720/IMG_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 136px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2eSZwUDI/AAAAAAAACAY/8mt6Zgpba38/s720/IMG_0370.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2kpnnCVI/AAAAAAAACAo/WIgsS18bu6s/s720/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 158px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2kpnnCVI/AAAAAAAACAo/WIgsS18bu6s/s720/IMG_0375.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2w7_EXKI/AAAAAAAACA8/uaMF8YV84r4/s720/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 159px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2w7_EXKI/AAAAAAAACA8/uaMF8YV84r4/s720/IMG_0382.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R21R3IYQI/AAAAAAAACBI/zoX2mQQLoBg/s720/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R21R3IYQI/AAAAAAAACBI/zoX2mQQLoBg/s720/IMG_0391.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-8685223123107921864?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8685223123107921864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=8685223123107921864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8685223123107921864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8685223123107921864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/pcinic-botanic-garden.html' title='Picnic @ Botanic Garden'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_P6uTDSGkatk/S1R2bVcw8PI/AAAAAAAACAM/ukGLMH47sA4/s72-c/IMG_0367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7928947043085004594</id><published>2010-01-04T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:38:42.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Big Bang to end 2009 and start 2010</title><content type='html'>I am not sure if anyone has a universal format to end 2009 and start 2010, but well i have experienced one this time round. So here is my part of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to do with my 3rd wife, the car. 1st Bang: On 30th of Dec 2009, i was playing my routine soccer at Bishan only to return to the car to find a piece of paper pin on my windscreen and i go like "E#$#@$#^%#$$#", the first and only ticket fine for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Bang: On 3rd of 2010, we will on our way back from swimming at Sengkang when i kissed the taxi when he did a e-brake at a filter lane junction. There is a slight dent at the taxi's bumper but my car plate was damaged and i have to compensate that "Pig Head" 50 bucks. And best thing is we missed out on buying our car plate number which came out in 4D consolation. Something is just not meant to be.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Bang: On 4th of 2010, again i was at Bishan playing soccer but this time round, i decided to put a 1 hr coupon. I have managed to return on-time but spent my time talking cock with my pals near the car park. While we were engrossed in our topic, we spotted a white lady with a hand-held device walking passed the car park only to realize that i was 15 min late. 1st parking fine for 2010. Morale of the story is "go home straight away, dun talk cock".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7928947043085004594?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7928947043085004594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7928947043085004594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7928947043085004594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7928947043085004594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-big-bang-to-end-2009-and-start-2010.html' title='3 Big Bang to end 2009 and start 2010'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-2776910576795340066</id><published>2009-12-29T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:11:18.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Mas Gathering 2009 @ Cel's House</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, we have our annual X-Mas gathering at Cel's new house, an apartment along Roysth Rd. Other than the space as compared to her old house, the new place was nice and cozy. This year we had pot-luck style and as usual we cannot finish the food. After a fulfilling meal, we kick-off our post-meal exercise with the wii that Cel had bought, it is really a total workout man especially the boxing game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SznEsMmdntI/AAAAAAAAAIc/s896YOHqhaM/s1600-h/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SznEsMmdntI/AAAAAAAAAIc/s896YOHqhaM/s320/IMG_0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420579890092941010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SznEsbsZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PntLF2_GHM4/s1600-h/IMG_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SznEsbsZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PntLF2_GHM4/s320/IMG_0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420579894144397922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SznEruZyhdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mgKZb_EEjJI/s1600-h/IMG_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SznEruZyhdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mgKZb_EEjJI/s320/IMG_0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420579881986721234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the photo, please visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://picasaweb.google.com/cindychua80/XMas2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCJPtrMyrpLuL4QE&amp;amp;feat=directlink&gt; X-Mas Photos &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-2776910576795340066?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2776910576795340066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=2776910576795340066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2776910576795340066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2776910576795340066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/x-mas-gathering-2009-cels-house.html' title='X-Mas Gathering 2009 @ Cel&apos;s House'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SznEsMmdntI/AAAAAAAAAIc/s896YOHqhaM/s72-c/IMG_0185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-8134085998387596930</id><published>2009-12-17T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:07:02.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XMAS is coming........</title><content type='html'>Xmas is round the corner and while some are enjoy their year-end holiday, there are some like Cindy and i who are made to rush for project closure. It has been a really tiring week with a daily knock-off time after 10 pm, but once i reach home and see my wife and my little Abril esp. when she is awake, i feel rejuvenated again. Slowly i seem to understand the true meaning of family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the past week Cindy and i have been cracking our head on what to get for the annual x-mas party at Cel's place. As much as it is a joyous occasion for all of us, it is also a war-zone for Cel and i. She never failed to place her eye on my exchange present, in fact she is much more happy to get the present from my hand if she get the joker. My yearly tactic alway seem to fail me, and without exception for this year, i have come out with my tactic which is to "wear red undergarmet" and hope that i can get the joker. Watch out Cel, Lady luck might be smiling at me this year, hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one more thing that i never failed to do during X-Mas which is to get chocolate present and i will alway visit Royce so my friends "Stay tuned".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippy Yaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-8134085998387596930?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8134085998387596930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=8134085998387596930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8134085998387596930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8134085998387596930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas-is-coming.html' title='XMAS is coming........'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-3144464806031387030</id><published>2009-12-06T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:20:45.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new 50D</title><content type='html'>After 2 years of NATO, i finally got myself a DSLR, Canon 50D. Went to Sitex 2009 with Mr. Chua on the last day to grab it. Upon reaching Expo, the CO party headed for their John Little warehouse sale when we went to Sitex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the Canon booth, Mr. Chua start to spot some decent sale guy whom we can negotiate with. And after doing round and round of patroling, we found our target. As a talented bargainer, Mr. Chua started to stress the guy until he performed a "Show Hand" of the best deal possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Mr. Chua, i got my 50D Kit III package at a really good deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-3144464806031387030?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3144464806031387030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=3144464806031387030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3144464806031387030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3144464806031387030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-new-50d.html' title='My new 50D'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-600425454619399663</id><published>2009-12-04T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T05:57:29.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok Trip Day2</title><content type='html'>Day 2 was Cindy's show as mine was over yesterday. We have our buffet style bf at around 8 plus at the hotel's cafe and then we headed out straight for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First destination is MBK where Cindy went to hunt for her lingerie and after 1 hr plus of shopping and choosing, she finally settled with 6 sets and then we set off for more shopping. Here is a look on the amount of load that we have initially:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz_t5OQFQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/V7_NT6C00Dk/s1600-h/PB210048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz_t5OQFQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/V7_NT6C00Dk/s320/PB210048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412482016112284930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without failure, we will always offering our prayer to the 4-Face Buddha near Siam Paragon and along the way, we spotted something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz_uJzDalI/AAAAAAAAAHc/G-XYQdHSXDQ/s1600-h/PB210051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz_uJzDalI/AAAAAAAAAHc/G-XYQdHSXDQ/s320/PB210051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412482020561611346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's the cat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next, we drop by Central's Naraya outlet to search for the missing orders and manged to get most of them. After that, we get to taste the famous iced milk tea of Thailand. For those who like sweet, it is a must-try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz_uvw3fxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rqPWEboUn4U/s1600-h/PB210052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz_uvw3fxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rqPWEboUn4U/s320/PB210052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412482030752988946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, we reached the final destination "The Patunam Mall". It is a six-storey mall with 200 over outlet at each storey. We had our lunch at the mall and then we started Cindy's shopping fiesta. There are lot of variety to choose from and the amount of shops can match Taiwan's Wu Fen Pu. We only managed to complete walking 2 levels  and we ran out of $$$ and we have to call it a day. End of the day, I ended up like this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz_u2D_ZtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RmuHE_8P74k/s1600-h/PB210053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz_u2D_ZtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RmuHE_8P74k/s320/PB210053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412482032443811538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we visited a roadside stall that we patronized every visit to Bangkok for Dinner. Here are the dishes that we had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sx0FYgGEBJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/A76jxz-4aGY/s1600-h/PB210061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sx0FYgGEBJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/A76jxz-4aGY/s320/PB210061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412488245659567250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sx0FYM3ll1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZtaZVBzd22M/s1600-h/PB210060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sx0FYM3ll1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZtaZVBzd22M/s320/PB210060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412488240498579282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sx0FXgZzvjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/URXfTHle428/s1600-h/PB210057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sx0FXgZzvjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/URXfTHle428/s320/PB210057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412488228562517554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, we summary up our Bangkok trip.&lt;br /&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/2109502792552516573-600425454619399663?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/600425454619399663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=600425454619399663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/600425454619399663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/600425454619399663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/bangkok-trip-day2.html' title='Bangkok Trip Day2'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz_t5OQFQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/V7_NT6C00Dk/s72-c/PB210048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-1869551515722576526</id><published>2009-12-04T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:30:58.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Rush after long break</title><content type='html'>Previously i mentioned about going for a long break but a long break doesn't always end in a good way especially when you are in the IT industry working under a bank domain. Well, year end is always the period where people clear their leaves and recharge themselves and i was always one among the group. However, thing doesn't not go smoothly this year though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my director gave me a call during the 2nd week of my holiday and this is the first telltale sight that i will be in deep s... when i return to work. It is not just plainly 1 call, a few sms tagged along with it. Just as i was enjoying my last 2 day, my team lead called me to return to work on the last day of my break. That's not all, once i return, it seems like i was caught in a perfect storm, you know 2 thunder storms meet. On 1 side, management is pressing the application to go on live when the production system has not been set up. On the other side, the application has not gone through proper testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i returned to work, every knock-off time is not earlier than 10pm. And i know there is more storms ahead. Well folks, i guess next time i will adopt Auntie Cel's tactic "Change job and then go on a break", at least she never ended up in a perfect storm.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Break...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-1869551515722576526?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1869551515722576526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=1869551515722576526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1869551515722576526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1869551515722576526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/mad-rush-after-long-break.html' title='Mad Rush after long break'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-8725230667004170860</id><published>2009-11-22T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:08:13.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok Trip Day1.</title><content type='html'>We have just returned from Bangkok yesterday evening and thanks to the ride from Mr. and Mrs. Chua, we returned home quickly after a tiring and clumpy flight journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's start from the day we departed from Terminal 1. After checking in at the Jet Star counter, we headed for breakfast, we got milk tea from toastbox and a Japanese fried noodle which consisted of only noodle and cabbage and guess what it costs a ridiculous S$7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoAySV6tJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/m1L9BmBjZog/s1600/PB200001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoAySV6tJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/m1L9BmBjZog/s320/PB200001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407135166528926866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The noodle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceed to the boarding gate and found out that the plane will be delay by 30 mins. So we waited and waited and finally we boarded the plane and headed for Bangkok. After clearing the custom at Bangkok, we took a cab and headed for our hotel. As usual, the Bangkok traffic never fails to jam and the journey from airport to the hotel took about 30 mins and costs 300 baht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hotel, we were greet by friendly smiles from the hotel staffs and the check-in process took around 5 mins. Our room was at the 29th floor and it had a decent bathroom, a kitchen, a small living room, a balcony and a bedroom, really value for $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoHjIguvXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j06ZkoSOH8o/s1600/PB200015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoHjIguvXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j06ZkoSOH8o/s200/PB200015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407142602773282162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoHisJUP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/PCTrJBNCD0s/s1600/PB200016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoHisJUP5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/PCTrJBNCD0s/s200/PB200016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407142595158884242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoHidQd1PI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2wydqe4EEzE/s1600/PB200011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoHidQd1PI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2wydqe4EEzE/s200/PB200011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407142591162340594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once, we place our stuffs in the room, we headed for lunch at a nearby noodle stall. After performing some chicken and duck talk with the stall lady, we place our order. Take a look at our order and trust me, its delicious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoKIN72JfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0s3SjZt4s8M/s1600/PB200017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoKIN72JfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0s3SjZt4s8M/s320/PB200017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407145438907606514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoL6es2XBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/N2EjK70XrIo/s1600/PB200019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoL6es2XBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/N2EjK70XrIo/s320/PB200019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407147401913195538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our satisfying lunch, we headed for the nearest BTS and headed for the first shopping location, Adidas Factory outlet at Ari Station where i got some clothing for myself. Next, we headed for On Nut station where i wanted to find my Levi shop but by the time we arrived, it was closed. It was closed to dinner time and we headed for dinner at the infamous Seafood Market Restaurant off Sukuvimit Soi 24. Got off at Phrom Phang Station and took a 10 min walks before we arrived at the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant was very big, around the size of a primary school field and there were around 20 chefs standing in the open air kitchen. We will greet by more than 30 waiters and waitresses dressing in red and blue vests. There was a wide variety of fresh seafood display to choose from as we stroll down the walkway accompany by one of the waitress. Our orders are: King prawns, oysters to be fry in omelet, squids, clam, founder, mushroom and beansprout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOj87-XZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/adtnMbQLc1I/s1600/PB200034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOj87-XZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/adtnMbQLc1I/s200/PB200034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407150313427590546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOjegXjfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_eyi_nhFMxo/s1600/PB200032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOjegXjfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_eyi_nhFMxo/s200/PB200032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407150305258737138" 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;Stir Fried Clam &amp;amp; Tom Yam Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOjEdNOUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Ywmu1ytl7bs/s1600/PB200031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOjEdNOUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Ywmu1ytl7bs/s200/PB200031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407150298266155330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOi16AESI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IlKrE0HXl1k/s1600/PB200029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOi16AESI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IlKrE0HXl1k/s200/PB200029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407150294360396066" 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;BBQ King Tiger Prawn &amp;amp; Deep Fried Founder in Thai Chili Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOia0tI0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/T8MaUFTPDsY/s1600/PB200028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoOia0tI0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/T8MaUFTPDsY/s200/PB200028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407150287090426690" 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;Oyster Omelet &amp;amp; Stir-Fired beansprouts with mushroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we said about the dinner, check out our expression.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoROgEWJ4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/iDAbV6gpAxM/s1600/PB200038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoROgEWJ4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/iDAbV6gpAxM/s200/PB200038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407153243435706242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoROMJtF9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Mf6PX101ups/s1600/PB200037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoROMJtF9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Mf6PX101ups/s200/PB200037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407153238089471954" 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;Next, we headed for Naraya which is at the junction of the street to get the numerous bag orders which Cindy has taken. The shop was packed with locals as well as foreigners. The shop assistant was helpful and it took us a while and we got most of the bags on the list. Check out the shopping cart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoS2KODLlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/L6iiJABiaTo/s1600/PB200043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoS2KODLlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/L6iiJABiaTo/s320/PB200043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407155024277220946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoTkEKA-UI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Glixlyt0zwQ/s1600/PB200040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoTkEKA-UI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Glixlyt0zwQ/s320/PB200040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407155812923668802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Collie at work....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoTktx4DqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_cOivrPkV_w/s1600/PB200047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoTktx4DqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_cOivrPkV_w/s320/PB200047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407155824096710306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;End of day 1, to be continue..........................&lt;br /&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/2109502792552516573-8725230667004170860?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8725230667004170860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=8725230667004170860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8725230667004170860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8725230667004170860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/bangkok-trip-day1.html' title='Bangkok Trip Day1.'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SwoAySV6tJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/m1L9BmBjZog/s72-c/PB200001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-5243232453667132066</id><published>2009-11-22T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:05:36.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocation Task: Curry Puff Making</title><content type='html'>One of the todo item for my break vocation is curry puff making. I downloaded a curry puff recipe for dummy from the net and get cracking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: Making the dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn3u2TG6zI/AAAAAAAAADs/gY3bagHbTog/s1600/PB170622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn3u2TG6zI/AAAAAAAAADs/gY3bagHbTog/s320/PB170622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407125211856694066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Ingredients (Potato, Chicken, Red onion, spices)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn4Xo8gx0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/PA2XkPBFyUg/s1600/PB170616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn4Xo8gx0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/PA2XkPBFyUg/s320/PB170616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407125912646895426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After frying the ingredients, it become like that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn4_1b8FLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3xEiXe3Jg7c/s1600/PB170623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn4_1b8FLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3xEiXe3Jg7c/s320/PB170623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407126603194700978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: When Ingredients and Dough Combines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn5b0w_4KI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OQQqywckIr8/s1600/PB170624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn5b0w_4KI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OQQqywckIr8/s320/PB170624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407127084050931874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: The Puffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn51oTvLVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sCY0Aa_g_mI/s1600/PB170626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn51oTvLVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sCY0Aa_g_mI/s320/PB170626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407127527383575890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After frying for 15 mins at 180 degree celsius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn6RvN5CAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/hi0l7Ot8zho/s1600/PB180628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn6RvN5CAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/hi0l7Ot8zho/s320/PB180628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407128010274441218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it is time for tasting session by my one and only guinea pig (Wifey). Well, the feedback was quite positive but i feel that i have to improved on the taste of the filling to make it less sweet and more salty. Hence, until i have QA my next batch then i will include Mr. and Mrs. Chua in my guinea pig list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17-Nov-09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-5243232453667132066?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5243232453667132066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=5243232453667132066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5243232453667132066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5243232453667132066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/vocation-task-curry-puff-making.html' title='Vocation Task: Curry Puff Making'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Swn3u2TG6zI/AAAAAAAAADs/gY3bagHbTog/s72-c/PB170622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7520101867847446443</id><published>2009-11-15T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T06:14:53.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long-For Break</title><content type='html'>Finally, the long awaited break from work is here. I finally got to rest at home for a good 2 weeks starting tomorrow. I have some to-do items during this 2 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To repaint the brown wall of my house&lt;br /&gt;2. Change the sink tap in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;3. Make some curry puffs&lt;br /&gt;4. Go for swimming at Sengkang Sport complex&lt;br /&gt;5. Rescape my fish tank&lt;br /&gt;6. Spent quality with my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7520101867847446443?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7520101867847446443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7520101867847446443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7520101867847446443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7520101867847446443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-for-break.html' title='A Long-For Break'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-6937497501558289592</id><published>2009-11-09T20:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:05:33.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age is catching up!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Recently, i start to have aching back after a jogging session and feel that i have no strength when playing soccer. All my muscles are tight and i can barely display full range of motion for my limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i look at myself in the mirror, i can spot strain of white hairs and fish tail wrinkles by the edges of my eyes. Guess i am one of those that cannot defy time, age is really catching up on me, gone are those days where i can go running in the morning and play a soccer game in the evening. I am really getting oldddddd..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-6937497501558289592?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6937497501558289592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=6937497501558289592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6937497501558289592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6937497501558289592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/age-is-catching-up_09.html' title='Age is catching up!!!!!'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-3512512214745238703</id><published>2009-11-07T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T04:40:11.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Movie</title><content type='html'>Went for a midnight movie on Friday at AMK Hub, we watch Jennifer's Body which was a horror movie. It had been years since my wife and i went to catch a midnight movie or rather a movie, i can't even recall when was it. Anyway, there were actually no crowd at all, just a few couples and less than 30 audiences. The seating arrangement was well plan as such that the person in front of you will not definitely block your view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the movie, it was quite terrifying as there were scenes where i just jump up of my seat and my wife just cover her face with her hands leaving just a small gap for viewing. In summary, horror and sexual evolve around the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 stars for Cathay AMK Hub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-3512512214745238703?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3512512214745238703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=3512512214745238703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3512512214745238703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3512512214745238703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/midnight-movie.html' title='Midnight Movie'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7357693912817604443</id><published>2009-11-01T19:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:23:07.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infamous Bugis street's steamboat stall</title><content type='html'>Hasn't been to town for quite a number of years and then on last Friday, Cindy and i made a trip down to Bugis area. Our plan is to get a watch as her birthday present. We arrived at Bugis around 7 pm and straight away, we head off for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from somewhere that a particular street in Bugis area has been converted to streamboat street which is near the north beach road. So we took a stroll down the street in look for some decent steamboat shops where we can tuck in for dinner. Seem to us that everywhere is packed with hungry figures feasting away on their food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we found one decent shop that is by the corner of the road facing Shaw Tower and i went up to ask the boss if there is any seat available. The boss is from China and i was quite taken aback by his reply. Nothing against China, but i think these FT really have some attitude problems. To me, his reply is like "I got so much business, i would die without accepting yours", so what if your business is good, this is not the way to treat your customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we settle in the shop beside his. The boss of that shop has much better attitude. At least, he give us a nice reply to wait here while he source for our seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go fly kites, FT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/11/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7357693912817604443?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7357693912817604443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7357693912817604443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7357693912817604443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7357693912817604443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/infamous-bugis-streets-steamboat-stall.html' title='Infamous Bugis street&apos;s steamboat stall'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-6748465643862885268</id><published>2009-11-01T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:06:35.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey day'/><title type='text'>Damn ........</title><content type='html'>Today is my wife's &lt;b&gt;29th&lt;/b&gt; birthday and i actually have apply for leave to celebrate her birthday. But there is always "otherwise" in this world and i have to cancel my leave due to work commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so bad that that plan cannot fall in place and something pissed with life. It just like we have to work our ass out to fulfill the liabilities (home loans, bills etc) that we have created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=24&gt; I am sorry, darling! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miserable&lt;br /&gt;02/11/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-6748465643862885268?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6748465643862885268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=6748465643862885268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6748465643862885268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6748465643862885268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn.html' title='Damn ........'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-5049536876121173742</id><published>2009-09-13T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:30:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>Nothing much has been happen in recent months, busy preparing for my part-time degree exams and now doing assignments but this is the last and final leg of my study journey. Finally, can take a long break and spent quality time with my wife and my little Abril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife is so busy with Abril that she hardly get personal time to do her stuffs at night and what make things worse is her tons of last minutes requests from works. Feel so bad that i can't help out much, but i got to finish my assignment asap. She is always so understanding toward me and i am bless to have you by my side. All i can do is to prepare nice foods for you and make sure you don't feel hot at night by swithching on the air-con. Coz my wife is from the north pole and her motto is "A hot Cindy is an &lt;b&gt;ANGRY&lt;/b&gt; Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently we went to change our wedding bands as the current one does not fit her finger anymore. It is a good idea by Lee Hwa to offer the trade-in policy for Destinee series rings. What the customer has to do is to top up the balance instead of paying for a whole new set. It is amazing how price inflation has occur in the last 2 years. Now a pair of wedding band can cost ard 1.5k let alone the diamond ring. So girls, are Diamond still your best friend now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;14-Sept&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-5049536876121173742?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5049536876121173742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=5049536876121173742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5049536876121173742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5049536876121173742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/09/upzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='Upzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-1486254670684063049</id><published>2009-08-10T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:04:07.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long weekend, Who ate the missing meatball?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just recovered from a long weekend, thanks to National Day! As usual, weekend is alway short and weekdays are damn long. Has been waking up early morning 6 plus to do some morning run on saturday and sunday, now my legs are like jelly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; On monday, we have steamboat+bbq for dinner at my "ex-darling"'s place. It was a sumptuous and delicious meal with tonic herbal soup base and all kind of meat except lamb and beef. Sadly never took any pictures of the steamboat. After we have finish the steamboat, i was so full and guess what there is still round 2, the dessert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; My fuel tank is just 1300cc, and it is expected to perform at 3000cc. Just a matter of time, the engine will overhaul............Anyway, before the dessert, we had the cake cutting session whereby we just finish half of the cake and give the other half to the neighbour&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-1486254670684063049?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1486254670684063049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=1486254670684063049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1486254670684063049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1486254670684063049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-weekend-who-ate-missing-meatball.html' title='A long weekend, Who ate the missing meatball?????'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7422309213937697448</id><published>2009-08-06T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:50:35.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unforgettable Present Hurting session'/><title type='text'>Continue..........</title><content type='html'>After returning empty handed and a confused state of mind, i went to search the online shop for info. There is also a limited stock of red GT-R going for auction in SG site as well as UK, well i must said that Mr. Chua sure know what to collect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the EZ devastor, it is out of stock currently, will restock in Nov. So i continue to search around, pondering over which one to buy. Cindy did mention a toy shop at China Square Central called U-Toys which sell transformers. So i decided to check with them on the 2 items and found out that EZ Devastor will be re-stock in Nov while the GT-R will not be restock. However, there is one customer who consigned U-Toy to sell his GT-R and straight away, i reserved the set and closed the gift hurting session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can said after this whole event is "Getting Mr. Chua's present is never easy, however it is like attending a lesson where you will learn new knowledge along the process." Good job, BAC Pte Ltd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7422309213937697448?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7422309213937697448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7422309213937697448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7422309213937697448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7422309213937697448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/08/continue.html' title='Continue..........'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-3615814631792588884</id><published>2009-08-06T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T01:33:17.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post in 2009</title><content type='html'>Hihi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, super long time no posting. When i try to recall what have i been doing all these while, i cannot recall them. I have no answer to why has i not been blogging etc. Anyway, 2009 first post is here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Cindy and i have been out hurting for Birthday gift for one of our best buddy, Mr Chua, and we realised that it is a big challenge getting a present for him. Either the present he wanted is out of stock or they are limited edition. Our first stop is Suntec Centre 3rd floor, at the toy shop outside the Cinema. Based on the info provided by our undercover, we started looking for the EZ 7 Piece Devastor from the Transfromer 2 movie: Revengue of the Fallen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look high and low and a few pieces of the Devastor model and we counted that there is only 6 pieces altogether but the info is 7 pieces. This leaves us clueless as to where is the missing piece, is the info reliable? So we left the shop empty handed with the idea of going to China Square Central as our next shop. But before that, we stopped by the Toy-Us-R to find out more and i called my undercover and found out that we are looking at the wrong version of the devastor. So with the updated info, we managed to recruit 3 pieces of the devastor @ $9.90 per piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we headed for China Square Central. Suprisingly, it was crowded on a sunday afternoon. An ongoing FLEA market was taking place there. We came across 1 particular stall with a lady, she sell the 7 pieces devastor and i thought "Ho Say, mission accompanished" but i was wrong. The piece she quoted us was 2 fold the original and i goes like "WTF, you think i am a carrot is it?" and i left the stall without asking for more info. In my mind, i was going like "Siao ah, you daylight robbery is it, Si Zha Bo, @##$$%$^%##@". Finally, we left without any luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop is Sunshine Plaza Gundam shop opps Victor's Dim Sum Restaurant. I went in in hope to get a good gundam for Mr Chua since i cannot get his Transformer but my mind just got blank regardless of which gundams i am looking at. My state of mind at the moment is "Totally no confidence at all as to the most sutiable gundam".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Ai yo, Mr Chua, y you collect so many gundams, make ppl's life difficult but cannot blame you ah.......why i itcy backside, go and get gundam for you&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point in time, i give up and call me undercover again and she provided me with another piece of new information. The 25th Anniversary Transformer Alternity Optimus-Prime GT-R Red Colour. Well, what can i say, getting the GT-R is not much of a problem but what make it so difficult is the &lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:Red;"  &gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;. I found &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt; blue&lt;/span&gt; but never red. And the best part is Mr Chua has already search the whole of S'pore except Suntec for the piece and to no avail. Hello, if Mr. Chua cannot find it, how can we find it. Of coz, we left for home empty-handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continue.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-3615814631792588884?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3615814631792588884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=3615814631792588884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3615814631792588884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3615814631792588884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-post-in-2009.html' title='First Post in 2009'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-1217814370447927193</id><published>2008-11-23T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:41:55.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't been posting for a long long time, been busy with work and cindy has been tired since she is expecting. Busy eating, anyway it must been hard on her and i really appreciate her as my wife and as a mummy. Will update on our status once we find some free time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Hubby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-1217814370447927193?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1217814370447927193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=1217814370447927193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1217814370447927193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1217814370447927193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-6589683076350780686</id><published>2008-06-30T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:09:06.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian Feast'/><title type='text'>Dinner@Apollo Banana Leaf</title><content type='html'>When Little India is mentioned, when came across most people's mind are the "In Du Ren" smell, coconut oil, mutton and curry smell. Actually, it is also a good place for food. Some of the popular restaurants like Mutu's Curry actually originates from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sucker for Indian food, just like the taste of the spices and curry they cooked. Though the dishes are either red, yellow or brown in colour but trust me, they taste splendid. Most are acutally not spicy so don't be deceived by the look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cindy and i decided to go on a adventurous dinner @ Little India Race course road. The restaurant is named Apollo Banana Leaf who sell a mixture of northern and southern india food. It was Cindy first time having indian food. At first reluctant, but i have managed to convince her. Here are some photos of us in action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian "Keropok"                                                                                The yellow Dhal and Eggplant dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SGnJMKjltCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gVyYHR5eZAQ/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SGnJMKjltCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gVyYHR5eZAQ/s320/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217922854114669602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SGnJU78xB1I/AAAAAAAAACE/J3dz2NO7g-s/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SGnJU78xB1I/AAAAAAAAACE/J3dz2NO7g-s/s320/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217923004812560210" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SGnIw-ujxeI/AAAAAAAAABs/9iBEWBVXtgE/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SGnIw-ujxeI/AAAAAAAAABs/9iBEWBVXtgE/s320/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217922387082986978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SGnI9lBssBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PxoDpkTFyX0/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SGnI9lBssBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PxoDpkTFyX0/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217922603522240530" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely a fulfilling meal for both of us and the price is reasonable so i urge you to go and give it a try, you will never regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-6589683076350780686?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6589683076350780686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=6589683076350780686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6589683076350780686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6589683076350780686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/06/dinnerapollo-banana-leaf.html' title='Dinner@Apollo Banana Leaf'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/SGnJMKjltCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gVyYHR5eZAQ/s72-c/DSC00009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-3578433387147149195</id><published>2008-06-18T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:48:20.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hihi</title><content type='html'>Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Been busy with work and settling our life at the new nest. Ever since we have moved in, i have been reporting early for work. Used to wake up at 8.30am and now i wake up at 7.45am, keep up the good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Pipi and miji has been growing fatter and fatter and they are alway moving their toys around and end state, my wife need to put them back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      My 3 ft tank is up and running and all the fishes have been transfer over from the old house and now i am in the midst of introducing the shrimps. Hopefully no casualties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Been going back regularly for dinner at my parent's house as our cooking sector is not up yet. Will post the photo of pipi and mimi soon...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-3578433387147149195?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3578433387147149195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=3578433387147149195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3578433387147149195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3578433387147149195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/06/hihi.html' title='Hihi'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-8494435509843596487</id><published>2008-05-27T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:54:58.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piss and Lonely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry'/><title type='text'>Victim of Culture</title><content type='html'>So lonely, i am so lonely.........&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody by my side.................. When it come to marriage, some of us are bounded rules and regulations set by our ethic groups. First there is selection of marriage dates, the older generation alway like it on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the "Guo Ta Li" which both family will sit down and talk about what to give and take from each other. To me, this is more like negotiation and they always say to keep it simple but in the end, it ended up like thousands of items......Is it really that simple? The thing i hated most is the seperation of the couple. For my case, my dear has to move back to her house before the "Guo Ta Li" and she will stay there until the day of the marriage. To a guy like me, i just cannot accept the way things are done although i know the reason behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it will end here, Starting from my era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-8494435509843596487?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8494435509843596487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=8494435509843596487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8494435509843596487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8494435509843596487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/05/victim-of-culture.html' title='Victim of Culture'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-4814664148932072137</id><published>2008-05-20T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:37:23.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks more to go!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks more to my wedding bouquet. So fast, and so many stuffs to do but i just cannot think of any. Btw, my new flat is completed and we are left with washing of the floor which is taking place soon. The bed is arriving this saturday, finally. Will posted the process of my renovation soon. Stay tune!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-4814664148932072137?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4814664148932072137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=4814664148932072137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4814664148932072137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4814664148932072137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-weeks-more-to-go.html' title='2 weeks more to go!!!!!!'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-2720002138636644624</id><published>2008-04-07T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:55:33.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>HiHi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Long time no blog,  been busy with reno, wedding and of course my wife's psp. Renovation had been smooth since my dad took over and there are lesser conflict between the two of us who are amateur level in the realm of renovation. Nevertheless, there are pros as well as cons. On the pros side, you get to save a lot considering the deduction of 30-40% commission by the Interior Designer or Renovation Contractor as they claimed to be. Con is that you have lesser control of what the desired outcome will be cause my dad is there to stop us from doing "funny thing" that will cost a lot. As he alway said: "This one want that want one, you think you got a lot of $$$" but no all proposals were rejected, after all i am his beloved son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Apart from the reno, we are also busy with our wedding preparation as the big date draw near. Recently, we have collected our wedding cards and by end of Apr, we should be sending out the red bombs. Another event is the selection of menu and arrangement for food tasting. Lastly for this section is our photo selection. The designer has completed the editing of the wedding photos and we are going down to vent through the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Lastly, not to forget our new member, Mr PSP. It had added fun into our life and now both of us are playing PATAPON. PON PON PATA PON PATA PATA PATA PON.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Recently, we had celebrate our 8th Anniversary and looking back on the road that we have walked, i realized that we had lost some essential foundations along the way. Foundations like a smile to greet each other after a long day of "SHIT" and tiring work, asking how the day like for her. So i have decided to backtrack for a while in search of the lost foundations, hope that i will be able to find them back in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;BS&lt;br /&gt;8-Apr-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-2720002138636644624?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2720002138636644624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=2720002138636644624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2720002138636644624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2720002138636644624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/04/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-5817188469193236828</id><published>2008-04-02T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T04:59:21.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Apr 2008</title><content type='html'>2nd of Apr is an important date to bs n me as it is the date where we get together and this year is the 8th year, bs n i both took leave to spend the day together. Here was the plan for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cook lunch at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- have dinner outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds boring right but in actual there was a surprise awaiting for me. In the morning bs n i went to the nearby shop and save to get some intregients for our lunch which we did not manage to get it the night before at NTUC. So what was the lunch? Japanese curry and kasu (pork cutlet) by mr low :) below are some pics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz7cdNaJkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CjpKzOU8kYw/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz7cdNaJkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CjpKzOU8kYw/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412477318488270402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the middle of preparing lunch, bs received a sms from his dad that the tiles would be delivered in the afternoon and asked him to go down to verify the tiles. The tiles are placed on the ground floor, I was wondering why they placed there anyway don't think anyone will want to steal it cos it too heavy to move it hahaha. Now Bs n i will need to start buying stuff for the kichen and toliets: sink, toliet bowl, taps etc... After that I accompany bs to pick up some broken tiles nearby his house guess and what is it for? Is for him to tie his mose. While he was busying picking up those broken tiles I was been bitten by inscents argh... now both my legs are those red swollen dots which is damn itchy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reach home, I quickly took a bath cos the weather is damn hot!! Right after we headed to Orchard for window shopping. At around 6pm we went to Sushi Tei (our fav jap restraunt) for our dinner. We are really pig cos we have the following: assorted sashimi, fried baby optopus, salmon head, hot pot with seafood, fried tofu, crab legs tempura, sotong tempura, seafood with cheese sushi. While waiting for our food bs finally show me my 2nd present which he has been dropping hints during the last few days "2 piece of paper which cost $60", I had been thinking what kind of paper will cost $60.... Is 2 tickets to the Singapore Flyers!!! I was surprise cos I had been pestering bs to bring me go but he always gave me negative feedbacks that turn me off...&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/2109502792552516573-5817188469193236828?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/5817188469193236828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=5817188469193236828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5817188469193236828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/5817188469193236828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/04/2nd-apr-2008.html' title='2nd Apr 2008'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/Sxz7cdNaJkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CjpKzOU8kYw/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-2673173818190034153</id><published>2008-03-30T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:21:55.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PSP</title><content type='html'>Just notice that bs n i have not been updating the blog since Feb... OMG is like 1 mths plus ago. So what are we busy?  Work, reno and wedding preparation.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bs has finally bought me a PSP about 2 weeks ago as what he promised... so happy! Actually, wanna get a baby pink or lavender but he say too girly, then white and black is so common to me so end up get a baby blue :) These days has been engrossed in playing PSP whenever I am free. It is also my good bubby during the 45mins bus journey from home to work and via versa. Currently, I am playing a game called "Loco Roco" is fun man. It has 6 worlds, each stages consist of 7 stages, I am half way through :p I always thought that I am not a game lover, but sad to say I am addicted to games... lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget to mention, my office has recently moved to Toa Payoh hai no more shopping at bugis junction during lunch time, hope it can help me save more money since less temptation now:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-2673173818190034153?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/2673173818190034153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=2673173818190034153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2673173818190034153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/2673173818190034153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/03/psp.html' title='PSP'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-3879064927292341848</id><published>2008-02-12T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:38:10.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fear for steamboat</title><content type='html'>What a CNY good week we have, holiday was super long and i never understand the word "hunger" at any point of time. However, during these few days i have gradually develop the fear for steamboat. Why? Just imagine you are having steamboat everyday. Now the word ring the feeling of vomit in me. OMG....... I am schedule to have one or two more times before i am done for this CNY, poor us......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-3879064927292341848?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/3879064927292341848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=3879064927292341848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3879064927292341848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/3879064927292341848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/02/fear-for-steamboat.html' title='The fear for steamboat'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-836991525388079947</id><published>2008-02-04T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:46:25.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Job</title><content type='html'>My darling has been working off her ass on her assignment for the past couple of weeks and her hard work really paid off. Now, she is at conclusion portion. Guess we can really enjoyed CNY. Good Job, darling just a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;05-Feb-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-836991525388079947?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/836991525388079947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=836991525388079947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/836991525388079947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/836991525388079947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-job.html' title='Good Job'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-428284908041632253</id><published>2008-02-04T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:41:18.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY</title><content type='html'>Happy CNY to all, wish you have a "huat" new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-428284908041632253?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/428284908041632253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=428284908041632253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/428284908041632253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/428284908041632253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-1698892665783048249</id><published>2008-01-30T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:44:05.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet up with contractor</title><content type='html'>On wed night we met up with a contractor which is recommended by Cat, first impression with Nicholas is he is a very approachable person. He has been in this line for about 13 yrs, through the whole coversation we knew he is an very experience person n know his stuff well. Although the quotation that he quoted us is around 45K (which is damn x) cos the material he used is of better quality but at least when dear told him our budget is only 20K he asked we guys to treat the quotation as a "shopping list" and see where we can reduce he will try to work out with our budget. Unlike the ID @ IMM just give us that kind of remark "sure exceed 20K one" before even she given me the quotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we should have expected the cost to be quite high due to many hacking work, those we are getting new flat can really save a lot on this portion. I have discuss with dear that for sure the kitchen, service yard, 2 toliets, waredore, and platform bed has to be done. The rest will be optional as for the flooring we are thinking of retaining it. Currently, we are still waiting for Zhong Wei to finish the 3D design of the house and the quotation from one of his friend then we decide what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will continue again after CNY, for the time being let take a break :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;31-Jan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-1698892665783048249?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1698892665783048249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=1698892665783048249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1698892665783048249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1698892665783048249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/meet-up-with-contractor.html' title='Meet up with contractor'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-1346729055666046896</id><published>2008-01-29T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:33:47.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Synovate CNY dinner</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night was my company annual CNY dinner and this year it is held @ M Hotel. We reach there around 6plus but waited till 8 plus then started reason been we are waiting for "our guest of honor - an ang mo" who took a flight from Beijing. As most of you know it is snowing terrible in China and his flight was delay for 7 hours. But everyone is complaining hungry plus tomorrow is still a working day :( I just dun understand whyy my company like to arrange events on such day y not a Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for our guest of honor to arrive, we play a virtual mahjong game. Since last year our company has been divided into 4 teams, so this year the arrangement of the team is still the same. So this is how the game goes, each team will nominate 2 ppl to play for the team, there are a total of 6 puzzles, we need to identify what are the possible missing tiles. Our team won the overall for last year, but guess what for this game we got -13 point lolz cos each mistake there will be a 2 point deducted *pengz* from the 1st to the last one...but ok la let other teams has a chance to win (say this to make us feel better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the dinner started we have 8 course meal which consist of yu sheng, shark fins, spinach with abolance, steam groupa, pipa duck, lotus rice, dumplings with red bean soup and lastly fried nian gao.. overall the food taste average... As our company are quite active in charity activities, we have 2 rounds of luck draw whereby each employee write their name on the $ note (min is $2) and all these $ will goes to charity group our company support. The first lucky draw is a 8G ipod touch pad and the next one is $888 cash!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i am not the winner *sad* hw I wish I can win the $888 then it can contributes to my reno expense... (daydreaming again) Towards the 4th dishes, I can sense that they r trying to end the dinner asap.... (similar to what happening during weddings) Finally, we manage to leave around 10pm and shared a cab with 4 colleagues since all of us stay @ hougang. Total damage of the cab fare is $18.90 (inclusive of ERP $0.50 and CBD $3) which is damn X lor. Lucky is share by 4 of us else i will rather take a train back.... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;30-Jan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-1346729055666046896?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1346729055666046896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=1346729055666046896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1346729055666046896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1346729055666046896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/synovate-cny-dinner.html' title='Synovate CNY dinner'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7215291456421601405</id><published>2008-01-29T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:48:47.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMM ID</title><content type='html'>Recently, we has been sourcing for contractors to reno their love nest. We have shortlisted 2 ID and 2 contractors, one of the ID is based in the IMM hub. So let talk about this IMM ID, its a she. Darling and i went down on a saturday's evening to look for her, do the usual stuff like introduction and how we found her blah blah blah........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, she screw up the moment she started making her 3rd sentence about the main topic. So guess what she did: 1st she ask for our floor plan, 2nd she ask which floor are we staying and we answer her 2nd storey and........the 3rd sentence goes like "Wah, so low ah.........hahahaha" and there was a moment of slience for a few seconds. She added on "Ai yo sometime low storey also good, no need to walk too much." But too late, she cannot redeemed herself, in our mind it goes like "You have screw up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still we listened to what's her proposal and plan, after all we came so far from Buangkok and eventually fixed an appointment with her to review the quotation which is on last friday. So on friday, we went to meet her again. Guess how much her quotation was........35k wah lau eh.......my darling and i goes like WTF. She went through the individual items with us and the best part about her quote was the free gift she gave. Free colour glass panels for the kitchen wall, hahahahhaha, i was thinking "Hello friend, other companies are giving away SYSTEM 3 air-con system and you, glass panels, why not i pay for the glass panel and you replaced that with a System 3". This is really a bad deal that the ID had offered, i must be an idoit if i take up the package. This ID is definitely out of our list for the comment she made and the quote she offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be meeting a contractor on wednesday, hopefully this one turn out to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think B4 You Speak&lt;br /&gt;29-Jan-2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7215291456421601405?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7215291456421601405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7215291456421601405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7215291456421601405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7215291456421601405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/imm-id.html' title='IMM ID'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-4662849402291893086</id><published>2008-01-24T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T17:42:32.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something good to share</title><content type='html'>Hi ppl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this website call cashpro, it enables us to earn credit by just click on some advertisment links and leave the web on for 30 seconds. Eventually the credit you earn are converted to cash and you can do a redeem later on by which the cash are mail to you in a form of cheque. Quite cool esp. for those ppl like me who spent like 50% of my daily life on the net, why not earn some extra cash. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.emailcashpro.com/?r=dwgi32" target="blank"&gt;http://www.emailcashpro.com/?r=dwgi32&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;25-Jan-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-4662849402291893086?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4662849402291893086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=4662849402291893086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4662849402291893086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4662849402291893086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/something-good-to-share.html' title='Something good to share'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-6689911623884787395</id><published>2008-01-22T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:10:17.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky 22nd</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was an unlucky day for me. First of all, got a last minute recall back to office while i am attending training in HP. Guess you cannot change the fact that last minute stuffs are alway happening at work, what to do just suck it up and swallow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, while i was making my way back to the office in a yellow cab. I was enjoying my good chit-chat seesion with Uncle Zhou when out of a sudden, i felt a slight knock at the back of my seat. Guess what, an uncle in his last 50s drove his car and knock into the back of the cab. It was not a bad knock as the cars were in stationary mode. Guess it wasn't that unlucky after all, otherwise maybe i would end up in some other places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the day of work and last minute requests, all i can do is to go back home and listen to the song "I had a bad day" follow by "Keep on looking at the bright side of life, ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlucky Dog&lt;br /&gt;23-Jan-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-6689911623884787395?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6689911623884787395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=6689911623884787395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6689911623884787395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6689911623884787395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/unlucky-22nd.html' title='Unlucky 22nd'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-1831176704335282311</id><published>2008-01-20T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:10:58.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong Fever</title><content type='html'>Ever since my 2nd brother returned for Taiwan after serving his nation service attachment, there was a on-going Mahjong fever in the house. We never failed to play at least 2  games on a weekly basis.&lt;br /&gt;It was when my little doggy bank started losing weight as each game went by. The major winner for most of the games is my grandma and of coz the biggest loser is me, sometimes my mum too. Sometimes, darling also participated and she join in the loser pool, contributing to "Ah ma"'s success. Well guess old ginger is still spicer, we have to pay more lesson fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Tiger&lt;br /&gt;21-Jan-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-1831176704335282311?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1831176704335282311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=1831176704335282311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1831176704335282311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1831176704335282311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/mahjong-fever.html' title='Mahjong Fever'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7108031925731427020</id><published>2008-01-18T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:23:39.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Selection</title><content type='html'>Finally, this day has come!! Last Fri, bs n I plus Peilin went down to the bridal shop to selection the photos we took last week. I have asked Peilin along cos I knew she like to looks at pics plus she has missed my fitting, she also act as the "third voter" in case bs n i have any disagreement in any photos. To our amazed all the pics turn out quite nice even before any editing has been done. Peilin was happily looking through the adlum and keep say "this is nice, tat is nice"... BS reply "tat is not very helpful" lolz.... We are suppose to choose 65 pics, both bs and I have agreed to stick with that figures as we have spend abt 4K for the bridal package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, we review the adlum once to have a quick look at each photo. Next, we group the photos into the outfit. Since we have 7 outfits, we start with the casual, victorian, evening gowns, outdoor and we ended with out actual outfit for the day. During the selection, at some points we do not know which one to choose, on the other hand, the boss, Roland, keep saying "buy more photos lor...". But we are very determine and at the end we manage to choose 68 photos (include 2 photos on rings and flower which Roland say is a complimentary for us). I am also suppose to confirm the actual evening gown for the day, but was delimma which one to get finally I decide on the red one... hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole process lasted for 2 house, but by the time we finish is already 9pm++. Guess what happened when we walked back to the car, BS kena a "summon" for parking at the yellow line... he was like "wat the F***". Total damage is $50. In the end, we headed to "chomp chomp" to have our late dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt:&lt;br /&gt;- Be firm on the num of photos to choose n dun get influence from the boss lolz&lt;br /&gt;- Group the photos into theme for easy selection&lt;br /&gt;- It might be a good idea to get someone else tag along to have a 3rd opinion&lt;br /&gt;- Lastly, dun park at yellow line as these days these "fatima" is damn hard working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;21-Jan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7108031925731427020?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7108031925731427020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7108031925731427020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7108031925731427020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7108031925731427020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/photo-selection.html' title='Photo Selection'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-4579799017371816834</id><published>2008-01-16T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:32:15.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr Nanny'/><title type='text'>Poor BS</title><content type='html'>Since last year dear has been pestering me to start working on my research project (my final paper to complete my degree). But I have been taking my own sweet time dragging the whole project since I have a year to complete it. Initally planned to complete at least 50% by Dec 2007 but sad to say failed to meet the target. When 2008 arrived, I finally realized so much time has been lost I really got to wake up my idea as not much time is left!!! Plus I need to mail the hard copy to london before 1st May... which mean I have 3 mths to go only shit.... Plus in the first half of 2008 we will be busy with our house reno and wedding preparation, no matter what I need to complete before CNY else I will miss out the whole planning process for house n wedding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday dear will nag at me "have u done your research today", "hw many pages completed"..... Frankly speaking, at first I am a bit piss off but as time goes by I notice the research project has progress a lot, really appreciate that guess I only learn from the hard way.... I am just too slack so got to have someone by my side to push me.... On the other hand, guess dear is also quite sian have to repeat this and nag everyday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear thanks for all the nagging these days + enduring with my attitudes (showing you "buay shiong" face, throwing things around) lolz... Please continue to nag at me will try to fine tune my attitude a bit... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;17-Jan-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-4579799017371816834?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/4579799017371816834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=4579799017371816834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4579799017371816834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/4579799017371816834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/poor-bs.html' title='Poor BS'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-6409161845843043064</id><published>2008-01-14T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:39:16.360-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to action'/><title type='text'>Return of Cindy</title><content type='html'>Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Good news to share with everyone, No.1- my darling has drove on expressway for the first time after acquiring her driving license. &lt;strong&gt;The speed went up to 90km/hr&lt;/strong&gt;, shiok right? The journey was from Tampines Gaint to home via TPE. &lt;strong&gt;I am really happy for her&lt;/strong&gt; and i can tell from her face that night that she was delighted too. See darling, you can do it if you try and have faith in yourself, finally we are &lt;strong&gt;one step nearer&lt;/strong&gt; to boost your confidence level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        No 2.- my darling has gradually recovered from her flu and cough virus thanks to all the "Ang Mo" and chinese medications that she has taken and of coz not to forget the little pinch of care at night from her "&lt;em&gt;nagging hubby&lt;/em&gt;", must take some credits what as singaporean mentality, :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        The viruses seem to be quite powerful as it stay in my darling's hotel for almost a week, but nevertheless we still went out for some sweet dating during the weekend. Had &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;claypot rice with "powerful smelly salted fish"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which expolde and melt in your mouth and authentic brewed barley drink that will definitely cool your body down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Today is also significant as it marks the resume of cindy's exercise regime after taking a 2 weeks plus holiday or should i said detraining peroid. Place her on a 30 min threadmill jog, in hope that she &lt;strong&gt;dun collapse&lt;/strong&gt; half way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15-Jan-2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-6409161845843043064?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6409161845843043064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=6409161845843043064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6409161845843043064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6409161845843043064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/return-of-cindy.html' title='Return of Cindy'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-6586823204791184140</id><published>2008-01-10T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T01:20:14.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese food lovers'/><title type='text'>Final meal in 2007 @ Azabu Sabo</title><content type='html'>We have a nice eating place to recommend called Azabu Sabo another option for japanese food and deserts lovers. After the "secret meeting" with Chua's couple, Dear n I decided to dinner out since it is the last day of a great 2007. So two aimless mice took the MRT from Jurong-East heading towards town area in hope to find some quiet place to have their dinner.&lt;br /&gt;During the ride, Darling asked me the same old question, it goes like "Dear, where are we going to have out dinner" and my lame reply was "See loh.........we will alight at the "one" station that we feel "song". So the sweet loving couple landed in marina sqaure around 7pm and the first thing that came to mind is "Shit, why are there so many people" and my darling told me Esplanade is having count-down and fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;We head towards City Link where we bought a pack of Godiva chocolate and carry on to marina sqaure. We were strolling at the main alley when something attractive caught our eyes. It is the food display cupboard outside the restaurant. What attracts me is their "desserts", yes all of them looks so yummy.... while queuing I was amazed on the wide range of desserts varities they have n keep telling dear I want this and that lolz. We waited for a fair share of time before getting a seat for ourselves ordered a cold ramen with seafood, kimchi pork bento, Japanese rice cake in imperial style sweet red bean soup and fried dumplings with ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Waited again for a while and the food arrived. The portion was quite ok, not too small for a pair of greedy pigs from the Low family. Well, kind of disppointed with the cold ramen, maybe not use to its coldness and saltyness. But the kimchi pork bento was splendidly cooked, the sourness of the kimchi makes the dish very appetizing which makes you want to have more and the pork is finely slice, tender and juicy.&lt;br /&gt;After our bento, we have our desserts. In simple words, very satisfied with the desserts visually and physically...... check out the pictures and you will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we are too hungry that I forget to snap pics on the main dishes therefore only manage to take the desserts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154119531604525490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R4ccaAMwwbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/pds_hoeZ4YQ/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Japanese rice cake in imperial style sweet red bean soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154119926741516738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R4ccxAMwwcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/WDL6qJmb8_U/s320/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fried dumplings with ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154121657613337058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R4ceVwMwweI/AAAAAAAAABA/TiA650_Z2_g/s200/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154121232411574738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R4cd9AMwwdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3LY2oiQsrBc/s200/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Making funni face" look like convicts taking pics lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154123212391498242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R4cfwQMwwgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/O57VmdNIFLE/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dear enjoying the rice cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You can check our their website for more info: &lt;a href="http://www.azabusabo.com.sg/index.htm"&gt;http://www.azabusabo.com.sg/index.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Rating 4/5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cindy and BS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10-Jan-08&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-6586823204791184140?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/6586823204791184140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=6586823204791184140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6586823204791184140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/6586823204791184140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/final-meal-in-2007-azabu-sabo.html' title='Final meal in 2007 @ Azabu Sabo'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R4ccaAMwwbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/pds_hoeZ4YQ/s72-c/DSC00118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-231463282528190477</id><published>2008-01-09T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:00:22.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virus invasion'/><title type='text'>My darling is sick</title><content type='html'>Since the end of the photo shoot, my wife has been sick. It has been 2 days already and she has taken some flu medication but it is not working at all. First, Mr Flu came knocking on her door, then today, guess who else visited? Of coz, his best friend, Mr Cough. They are always a pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Got to be more hardworking at night to make sure she has covered herself with blanket and the fan is not blowing toward her. At least, this is smething i can do for her rather than just watching her suffered, really worried and sad! Get well soon, darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried Cat&lt;br /&gt;09-Jan-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-231463282528190477?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/231463282528190477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=231463282528190477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/231463282528190477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/231463282528190477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-darling-is-sick.html' title='My darling is sick'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-7291114421656496730</id><published>2008-01-08T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:56:26.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Photoshoot'/><title type='text'>Our Photoshoot Day</title><content type='html'>On Monday (7th Jan), dear n I went for our wedding photoshoot. It all start from 10am when we reach the studio, we proceed with the makeup first. This is my first attempt of putting on fake eyelashes, it makes my eyes looks dolly and big and I like it... Of course dear cannot run away from this process, he is require to put on foundation and shape of his eyebrown too (there goes his crayon shin's eyebrown lolz). So guys out there preparing for your wedding shoot, you can't run away from this session :) Overall, we are please with the makeup and hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we process with the photoshoot session @ around 11 plus. In total we have 7 outfits: casual, victorian, 3 evening gowns, 1 actual gown &amp;amp; 1 outdoor gown. Initially, I am quite worry on how to post and smile but we are glad that the photographer guide us all the way through. We do have some funni shots like dear carrying me, piggyback, having tongue stuck out, making funni faces. The photographer keep asking me to open my eyes and smile more naturally, I think dear is more naturally during the photoshoot. After every outfit we did peep into the photographer's cam n it seem ok. At the end of the day, I guess the pics will looks nice since it will undergo editing lolz.... Due to we have quite a few outfits plus there is some miscom between the makeup artist n bridal shop we only manage to proceed for outdoor shooting around 5 plus. We went to punggol (for the lalang), changi bench and ended @ Fullerton for night scenes. I am kind of disappointed that we did not manage to have more time for outdoor shooting but hopefully our photographer had capture some nice pics for us. By the time we reach home is abt 9pm liao... both of us are so hungry that we had our dinner first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to admit by the end of the day both of us are tired but we enjoy the whole process. Looking forward for the day to select our pics... guess it will be a headache process again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for those who are going for their photoshoot:&lt;br /&gt;- avoid drinking lots of water the night before (this prevent eye bags as this is diff to be covered by makeup)&lt;br /&gt;- apply masks when is near the photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;- for brides avoid wearing bra the night before and for the actual day (prevent the mark of the bra if your gown happen to be low back)&lt;br /&gt;- for brides try to wear slipper or some old heels for outdoor (as it will sure get dirty, anyway also can't see)&lt;br /&gt;- if happen to have quite a few outfit better check the timing with the bridal shop and make up artist&lt;br /&gt;- last by not else, enjoy the whole process!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;(9-Jan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-7291114421656496730?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/7291114421656496730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=7291114421656496730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7291114421656496730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/7291114421656496730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-photoshoot-day.html' title='Our Photoshoot Day'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-1891054790194101445</id><published>2008-01-03T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:48:50.332-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;I had a bad day&quot;'/><title type='text'>When technology goes wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3z4MQMwwZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WQ28bgnmXBg/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151264963195617682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3z4MQMwwZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WQ28bgnmXBg/s320/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we moved further into the era of modern technology, most of our daily activities evolved around computer esp. microsoft products. However, they are not always error-proof, something they failed and they failed on the user badly. Take a look at the attached picture for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the story goes: My beloved wife was working on her uni report using Word 2003 and had managed to complete a few pages. she was kinda of "in the zones" and was typing in a "got dragon, got tiger" style. She was about to save the work when suddenly a dialog box pop out stating &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ERROR&lt;/span&gt; so she click ok assuming that she could save her work under an filename. And guess wat happened, the word auto-shut off by itself. What make the situation worse is the original doc was deleted from its location by Words. And that was when i heard a scream from the room follow by some swearing. Everything is gone, start from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lessons to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Alway have a backup copy of your doc.&lt;br /&gt;2. Never trust technology.&lt;br /&gt;3. Never work off your thumbdrive, had a copy on your desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03-Jan-08&lt;br /&gt;Tiger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-1891054790194101445?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/1891054790194101445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=1891054790194101445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1891054790194101445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/1891054790194101445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-technology-goes-wrong.html' title='When technology goes wrong'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3z4MQMwwZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WQ28bgnmXBg/s72-c/DSC00121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-8012835983531383494</id><published>2008-01-02T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T06:23:36.674-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What a great ending for 2007'/><title type='text'>Cheapo bugular at malaysia</title><content type='html'>Got a sad story to share which happened recently and it goes like; my mum and uncle drove into Malaysia, Pontian to attend a relative's wedding dinner. The journey was one and a half hour ride to a small town. They parked their car beside the restaurant's kitchen and opposite a automobile shop at around 6.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the wedding kicked off around 7.30pm and while they were having a great dinner, gues what happened at the parking area. The car was broking into by 2 bugulars, they smashed both the left side windows and guess what they had stolen...... a bag of fruits, a bag of clothes and a few stack of "Joss stick and candle". Oh god man, you must be wondering about the kind of stuff they stole, where are their professionalism as bugular. I meant you will usually goes for money, who the hell in the world would stole these kind of stuffs and what make the situation worse, they smashed the car's window just to stole "joss stick and candle". Maybe they are too clever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the car was send to garage for repair, what a good closure for 2007. On a side note, for those of you who drive into Malaysia, beware of bugulars and robbers be it clever or stupid ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02-Jan-08&lt;br /&gt;BS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-8012835983531383494?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8012835983531383494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=8012835983531383494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8012835983531383494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8012835983531383494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/cheapo-bugular-at-malaysia.html' title='Cheapo bugular at malaysia'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2109502792552516573.post-8308906375146350427</id><published>2008-01-01T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T18:44:30.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new start'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New year'/><title type='text'>My First Time</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pace of life is faster than i could imagine and times really fly. In a blink of an eye, i am already 27 going 28 and memory leak is unevitable. So have come out with this idea of blogging in order to keep track of the significant moments of our life together with my sweet and beloved wife, Cindy. In moment to come when we are old, Cindy and i could sit down and flash back on our sweet memories  that we have created for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is a year where we are gonna get really busy due to reno and wedding which are happening concurrently. So i would loved to record the daily events happening and share it with my friends and buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Happy 2008 to all. A new year, a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger&lt;br /&gt;02 Jan 08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2109502792552516573-8308906375146350427?l=c2nbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/feeds/8308906375146350427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2109502792552516573&amp;postID=8308906375146350427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8308906375146350427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2109502792552516573/posts/default/8308906375146350427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c2nbs.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-time.html' title='My First Time'/><author><name>c2nbs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03275470054316877160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TUG8cNMM35M/R3uRGQMwwXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8fY5EoGW9Fg/S220/PB100391.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
