<?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-3983415460765341950</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:58:50.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO Love and BE Loved</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-2721790377018135917</id><published>2009-06-03T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:06:58.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an busy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today was real busy when this NCC kids came. Luckily I have a partner with me to present the presentation over and over again, so we present alternately to catch a breath.&lt;/span&gt; During our lunch break we went to see a camp mate whose mom just passed away. Well, he is strong and at least he looks fine in front of us. We just joke around like we always do and chat about games and stuffs. However we did not stayed long and went back camp to continue with the training. After the afternoon batch of NCC, we had a parade and then continue with the night batch, couldn't have dinner until end of the training. Phew~ I may wanna rest early. -_-Zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-2721790377018135917?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/2721790377018135917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-busy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/2721790377018135917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/2721790377018135917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-busy-day.html' title='Just an busy day'/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-7616491181061047460</id><published>2009-06-02T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:58:44.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow shall be a busy training NCC for the whole day again.. Phew~ Tiring.. However tomorrow during the lunch break of the training, my unit is going to a wake of my friend's mom. It must be hard for him to lose someone who girth him life so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone, go tell your parents that you love them and thank them for all that they have done for you and the family. Forget all the unhappy things that have happened in the past. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friend, I'm sorry for your lost. I know it must have been very hard for you. I hope you will pick yourself up soon. We will be waiting for you to come back to camp. Cheer up, and again, I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-7616491181061047460?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/7616491181061047460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/7616491181061047460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/7616491181061047460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-2364988239341760448</id><published>2009-05-30T12:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:22:57.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha... It has been 2 months... Haiz, so much have happened.. but sadly I was unable to blog about it.. Busy at work. Camp mates going to ORD, now clearing off. Went to Batam.. many many more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was the first time I had breakfast at Long John Silver, to be honest I was surprised by the portion of the breakfast. Well, the breakfast is not bad except for the beverage.. Their tea with milk is honestly tasted more plain than those 3 in 1 tea sold in stores.. haha.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Going to Jurong Point later to watch terminator salvation with a close friend in camp =) and eat Tori Q..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiz... what happen to my imeem player... Almost every songs is 30 secs preview only. Need to change.. =\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-2364988239341760448?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/2364988239341760448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-2-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/2364988239341760448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/2364988239341760448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-2-months.html' title='It&apos;s been 2 months'/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-8898012436849063580</id><published>2009-04-05T15:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:16:17.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time pass so slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Time has been passing by so slowly from March until now. I have been staying in from Monday to Friday like those combat units except for the fact that I'm under-paid for the whole month now. I stayed in cos of working late and lazy to go home due to long travelling hours... and recently realised that partly it is because I running from something that I can see, can hear which will not bring peace to myself. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Haha.. btw i'm not emo -_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ANYWAY, not to make my blog anymore negative and boring. I have to say, I enjoyed myself at Game Haven playing Wii with my friends.. Haha.. Even though there was some arguments before going there. In my opinion, I thought that the argument was very cute, cos both of my friends were arguing of the places we are going for not themself but for the opposite party to be happy. Haha.. A message to these friends, "I think you should recall this argument and have a good laugh =D". I don't see anything negative about that argument but see that they care for their friends. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we play Wii Tennis, Guitar Hero World Tour and Raving Rabbits. I thought all of them were interactive and it's fun to play with friends. I especially like Guitar Hero, maybe because I like music base games, I might be getting a XBOX360 for it cos can play 'not original' games. but still need to research on the price and the range of games available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, we went to Zhou Kitchen at Jurong Point. It's a buffet of chinese foods and salmon sashimi!! ROAR!! and highlight dish, free flow of chili crab.. haha. ate alot of food but my friend still wanna play a torturing game with food and soft drinks as forfeit.. OMG!! Haha.. I'm glad I make it out without transforming into merlion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I might attach some pictures in here once I got them from my friends ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rate that day : GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-8898012436849063580?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/8898012436849063580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-pass-so-slowly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/8898012436849063580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/8898012436849063580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-pass-so-slowly.html' title='Time pass so slowly'/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-4734431526441904715</id><published>2009-03-14T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T02:07:54.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happen on friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After staying in from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; all the way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;, I finally return home. It feels like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in combat unit instead of a clerk, I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; seriously overworking this week. Well, though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just a clerk but in my unit, we use brains instead of muscles and after work then we train muscles at the gym. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today suppose to end early then go to the PC show or catch a movie call 'Detroit Metal City', but none happened. Dragging my feet back home after a long and boring day, when I was about to spam myself with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; episodes, a poly friend of mine pm me. Well he said that my ex status in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; is 'In a Relationship' and ask if patched. How much worst will the day get? Long day, no movie, no PC show, reminded me of my ex again &amp;amp; lastly learn that she is attached. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;WOOTS&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After a long chat, I lay out all my feelings and thoughts about her, good &amp;amp; bad, and decided that I shouldn't forever be dragged down and effected by my past. I'm not turning back already, no more special attentions for her. But the confusing part is she asked me whether wanna catch a movie &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(but later she cancelled) &lt;/span&gt;a few days after her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; status changed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I don't like to jump into conclusions and accused someone by mistake. I will just think that she still treat me as a friend despite having a new bf. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;... I think it will be another weird situation if we go out. I talked to another friend of mine and tell him about my ex and my decision. Strangely, his reply was he felt sorry for her as he felt that even though after the breakup I got more 'shit' but I could handle it, and even though she got lesser but she is not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I dunno whether why he felt that and what is the reason, but recently I lack of the sight of a third person view. I learned that after talking to some friends a few days ago about my ex on their views of her and their first impression. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, when your sight is blocked, reaction and solution used will be effected. Therefore, I will just take his comments into consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tml&lt;/span&gt; will be a better day right! Planning to go to SIM open house then PC show and finally catch a movie with my friends. Hopeful! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-4734431526441904715?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/4734431526441904715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-happen-on-friday-13th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/4734431526441904715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/4734431526441904715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-happen-on-friday-13th.html' title='What happen on friday the 13th'/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-6448852961622520270</id><published>2009-03-07T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:00:38.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up to a lazy morning. Manage to catch some sleep I lost over the week. I watch some programmes on TV and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; and here I am blogging at 2pm. I know it's quite early but I wanted to post something important before I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my friend, nelson's, birthday. He is celebrating at DBL O today but I just found that out by another friend, who was invited, when he pm me and ask me whether I'm going or not out boredom. Well of course I rejected the last minute invitation. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not bitching that since they forgot and so be it, but cos of the venue. Club brings back bad memories, my ex girlfriend did not understand my feeling of insecurity when she goes clubbing. She met "better" guys there and here I am being single after a 3 year relationship, it may not be long from some people's view but to me it felt a life-time and still now I still not able to totally let it go and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of yesterday at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Point. Went there to catch a movie "Push", a movie about super-natural humans, with my camp mates. I was queueing up for the tickets when I met this gal who was queueing behind me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, she is no chick. She was the rock that I bump into in my relationship and I ignore the damage cos she is my ex's old friend. I regret now, as she was responsible for introducing my ex to clubbing and even intro guys from the club to my ex while bad mouth about me behind me back. Who is she?? She don't know anything about me, anything about us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?! People who breaks relationship, thinking that their point of view is 100% accurate. People who still chasing the girl knowing that she have a boyfriend and after gotten busted, then become the good guy, tells the girl that he don't want to be the 3rd party and he blessed her for her happiness. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WTF DRAMA?&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(pardon me of my ill manners) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But I believed that if a relationship is strong, it does not matter who tries to break it apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I noticed to I'm easily forgotten, it's not only from the example I mentioned but it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I'm just less easy to remember than other friends in everyone busy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is currently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tough&lt;/span&gt; and lonely. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-6448852961622520270?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/6448852961622520270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/03/woke-up-to-lazy-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/6448852961622520270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/6448852961622520270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/03/woke-up-to-lazy-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-4921734609895177825</id><published>2009-03-05T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:13:33.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back home after staying in camp for 2 nights. Recently there is lots of things to do at office and end late then gym session. By it's about time to go home, it's already 8-9pm. Tired. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Boring.. nothing special going on.. I wanna go out meet new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-4921734609895177825?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/4921734609895177825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-home-after-staying-in-camp-for-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/4921734609895177825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/4921734609895177825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-home-after-staying-in-camp-for-2.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-5410333483839800153</id><published>2009-03-02T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:51:56.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In a post breakup mood. Everything is so 'not' fulfilling. Everything has no colour. Must be wondering why now, after so long ago. Well, to me those times were still considered breakup mood. ha ha . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I was still meeting her. I met her for movies, and I even spend valentine's day with her not long ago, bought her a gift, a little care bear. And she play with it like back then when she will play with the stuff toy to do silly 'cute' actions. But nope, we are not back together. It just as some weird friends, looks closed but yet not. We met her friend on valentine's day. She thought that we were a couple but to her disappointment we aren't. Well, every time I meet her, I have to try my hardest to draw a line. GOD!! I knew her so well that whatever I do, it's always meant for her, care for her interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to meet her again to watch Marley &amp;amp; Me, cause she did said she loved to read the book but never had the chance. However, today she apologised and told me that her friend&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(he/she, IDK) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;booked the tickets already. So well, I accepted her apology and ask no further qns about her date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to brag about the missing pierce of me, it's like a deep wound that never heals. Haiz.. just want TO love someone and BE loved in return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-5410333483839800153?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/5410333483839800153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-post-breakup-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/5410333483839800153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/5410333483839800153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-post-breakup-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-6756528648938328355</id><published>2009-02-24T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:57:47.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woooo... I think it has been a long time since I add a post. Today I'm back from camp early, so I thought if blogging alittle. I think the problem I have with blogging is, I should be alot to blog about in a day, even on a boring day like today but when I want to start typing, everything just *pooof* disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I'm dead tired today. Had 2 sessions of gym with my camp buddies, 1 in the evening yesterday and 1 in the morning today. =.= I have been gyming for some time now and I cant buff up my figure mainly because I'm skinny, just training to be physically fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hmmm... What else... oh.. I finally casted away my 2 year old, self-double clicking spoiled old mouse and get a normal Logitech optical mouse at $15. My friend have been telling me to invest on a razor mouse, those mouse that cost around $40+++. Well, I thought of buying it next time along with my own high end desktop. Woots! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow will be another busy day at camp doing testing on the weapon simulator system again. Going to stay in for 2 nights doing testing until quite late. Hopefully late enough to not gym again (my arms are tearing off =.= ) haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh btw, if anyone is looking for a movie with action, comedy and romance. Try K-20, it's a jap show and I find it interesting. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Last of all, I added a new song to my play list on imeem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Title: Trust You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;By: Yuna Ito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;From: Gundam 00 2nd Season - 2nd Ending Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Enjoy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-6756528648938328355?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/6756528648938328355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/02/woooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/6756528648938328355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/6756528648938328355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/02/woooo.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-6906759771917110497</id><published>2009-01-28T06:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T06:29:56.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sooo... how is everyone's Chinese New Year? Well, for me it's just eating at home and for the rest of the day I'm rotting at home. And at night play cards with friends and majong &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(until around 6 am! -_-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha.. Crazy day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnzz.. Zzz.. I woke up abit earlier in the morning than those usual days when I need to book in, and thought of doing a short post. Bored... NEED TO DUTY TODAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-6906759771917110497?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/6906759771917110497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/01/sooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/6906759771917110497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/6906759771917110497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/01/sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-9107137833999843210</id><published>2009-01-25T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:54:57.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today eat steamboat as reunion dinner.. Woots! I'm stuffed! It's like just this weeks thursday that I ate those personal steamboat at Hotpot Culture in Marina Square. Woo.. going to be fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you guys? what you had for your reunion dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I just found out that TRANSFORMERS : Revenge Of The Fallen is releasing this JUNE 2009!! WOOHOO!! Hopeful it will be as exciting as the first one =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-9107137833999843210?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/9107137833999843210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-eat-steamboat-as-reunion-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/9107137833999843210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/9107137833999843210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-eat-steamboat-as-reunion-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-123013077090559691</id><published>2009-01-24T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:01:45.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!! Finally got back my previous laptop this morning =) It has been at service center since last Thursday. I have been considering building up a desktop for myself for leisure and leave this laptop for office use. But I will wait until Windows 7 release next year then I build one with that OS.&lt;br /&gt;This is the link for Windows 7:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windows-7/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windows-7/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the screenshots and videos.. And for those who are interested, Windows 7 Beta is always available for download too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then these, well though my updates are little and not regular, actually I have a lot I want to blog about, but lost of words and inspiration already.. And I'm lazy to read it on paper and stuff. HaHa.. So like... What the heck =) whatever that comes to me when I'm in front of my com (not playing games) I would blog it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends and ppl reading my post.. Wishing you guys a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY PROSPEROUS CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-123013077090559691?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/123013077090559691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-finally-got-back-my-previous-laptop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/123013077090559691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/123013077090559691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-finally-got-back-my-previous-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-1252530430387003904</id><published>2009-01-01T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:20:03.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha.. Met up with 2 of my male friends, watch a dumb movie 'THE SPIRIT' at westmall and Count down at some benches beside a CC near westmall. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abit sad. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But with my injuries on my body and face and my broken tooth, I can't eat a freast with my family or friends and I don't really want to go to crowded areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too ugly to show myself HAHA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, its a simple new year celebration. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wish you guys and ladies a very very good and happy new year! Cherish the happy moments, let go of the unhappy ones, MOVE ON INTO A BETTER YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-1252530430387003904?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/1252530430387003904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/1252530430387003904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/1252530430387003904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-2818783682729194409</id><published>2008-12-29T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:55:03.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Woots!! I'm back for more postings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I have been spamming my time watching the anime 'ONE PIECE'. Well, I always wanna watch it and now I have 300++ episode to catch up (-_-)'. Planning to finish catching up by end of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, just came back from Pulau Ubin, which is my first time there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a boat from Changi village down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjobzIOvgI/AAAAAAAAABE/kO59OHpmUHg/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285229726998117890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjobzIOvgI/AAAAAAAAABE/kO59OHpmUHg/s320/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjmex2KzKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FgNIUQzvZSY/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285227579170278562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjmex2KzKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FgNIUQzvZSY/s320/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cycling in the wetland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjj0wB73uI/AAAAAAAAAAU/841da1FfhaA/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285224658104999650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjj0wB73uI/AAAAAAAAAAU/841da1FfhaA/s320/DSC00431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha a random dog spotted along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjmfkyUq7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/yh2ifBkwo4M/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285227592844356530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjmfkyUq7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/yh2ifBkwo4M/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjmh9RNGeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/muzo3ooesi0/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285227633776073186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjmh9RNGeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/muzo3ooesi0/s320/DSC00477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And more pictures to go along =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjmiCA-FpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ogDNOmqv3sk/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285227635050157714" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjmiCA-FpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ogDNOmqv3sk/s320/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2HqV_01I/AAAAAAAAABM/42_YpC_GHIs/s1600-h/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285244774205346642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2HqV_01I/AAAAAAAAABM/42_YpC_GHIs/s320/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2HxPLXEI/AAAAAAAAABU/Nlbwls9R1hc/s1600-h/DSC00452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285244776055790658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2HxPLXEI/AAAAAAAAABU/Nlbwls9R1hc/s320/DSC00452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2JM3HMLI/AAAAAAAAABk/L1twa-2QbY0/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285244800650916018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2JM3HMLI/AAAAAAAAABk/L1twa-2QbY0/s320/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2Ik6WC-I/AAAAAAAAABc/bTrW3JSp2e0/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285244789927054306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2Ik6WC-I/AAAAAAAAABc/bTrW3JSp2e0/s320/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2JmuPAXI/AAAAAAAAABs/wMyhjv2nBcs/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285244807593001330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVj2JmuPAXI/AAAAAAAAABs/wMyhjv2nBcs/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, Basically it is a fun, except for the part where I actually fell of my bicycle when I was testing the brakes. I went flying in front when I brake too hard.. haha ^_^''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In the end, I have several bruises and cuts and I clip of my front tooth. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just a little&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVkKUjZ7xtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vcYY9abfUfs/s1600-h/DSC00479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285266985913665234" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVkKUjZ7xtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vcYY9abfUfs/s320/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/3983415460765341950-2818783682729194409?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/2818783682729194409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/woots-im-back-for-more-postings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/2818783682729194409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/2818783682729194409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/woots-im-back-for-more-postings.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SVjobzIOvgI/AAAAAAAAABE/kO59OHpmUHg/s72-c/DSC00429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-7405674478502404698</id><published>2008-12-17T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:40:53.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wooo&lt;/span&gt;... Just came back from cine after watching 'BOLT the super dog' for the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time with an old friend.. Well, I made a promise to watch BOLT with my friend before I watch it for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway besides that, Orchard's Christmas Decorations should be mostly up already. So for those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; who likes taking photos, it's best to go before Christmas eve or there is will freaking lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; =). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I want to take some photos too. But thinking of taking with a bunch of guys.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.. not that right. Maybe I will skip this year's photo taking until I find a girl who likes to take photos of people and scenery than take self photos from a higher angel =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-7405674478502404698?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/7405674478502404698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/wooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/7405674478502404698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/7405674478502404698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-2463866112423283236</id><published>2008-12-13T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:16:23.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Phew, just finished packing my room. All the rubbish I kept for no reason for all these years, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, really is a lot. But I while digging out all the old things, I found lost treasure, those things that have memories attached to it and have almost been forgotten. I found rings, notes, gifts and photos. Well, there is this photo I received from a special friend when I'm 14. Anyway, cleared a lot of stuff, and most importantly keeping my 'treasures' in a small box so that I would loss them again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279293531798008914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SUPRfwvWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/An-ACqNrlwE/s320/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than packing my room, I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; to buy a RC (Remote Control) Drift car which cost nett $285 after a discount of 15%. Wow, thinking I'm serving NS and could afford to spend so much right? That's actually not true, I have been saving for a while already. Anyway, about the car, it's actually a scale of 1/10 from the actual car and it's already fixed up, cover nicely cut and spray painted for beginners. I wouldn't mind fixing it up from scratch but since it comes fixed, maybe to have the feel of fixing it, I would buy better parts and a new car cover to upgrade the car, next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-2463866112423283236?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/2463866112423283236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/phew-just-finished-packing-my-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/2463866112423283236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/2463866112423283236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/phew-just-finished-packing-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgKEb6pqYIo/SUPRfwvWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/An-ACqNrlwE/s72-c/DSC00272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3983415460765341950.post-4328634922032089443</id><published>2008-12-10T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:59:18.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1st post!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! Actually I'm reluctant to create a blog because I'm personally quite lazy to post my daily life onto an electronic page online. But what make me blog now of all time?? Actually it's because my friend said that it would be fun and addictive. Well, let's see.. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3983415460765341950-4328634922032089443?l=the-izac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/feeds/4328634922032089443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-post-yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/4328634922032089443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3983415460765341950/posts/default/4328634922032089443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-izac.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-post-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>iZac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00630529217297760407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
