<?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-5978327991090232529</id><updated>2011-08-01T18:57:41.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Helicopter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5978327991090232529.post-7829285070813573759</id><published>2009-10-21T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:02:59.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a few days ago, i met a working colleague in a train, while on the way to a weekend Chalet. We worked together before i entered NS. In fact, she was my 'trainer', teaching me the ropes of working in Borders. She still looks the same, still working there but different department though. It's like the only thing different about her is her age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i mentioning this? Well, that's just it - Her Age. Being 31. Maybe I'm wrong, but judging by her current status, it doesn't seem as though she's accomplished a lot of things in her life and she's already 31. Time waits for no man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe she's already achieved more than i can ever imagined and she's working for fun. Maybe she's happy with the simple life. Well,  whatever makes her happy. I just can't imagine myself in her current state 9 years from now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm looking to constantly improve myself and my current social status. When i meant me, I also meant my family and 'loved one'. Its just my current lack of financial income is the only thing holding me back. Don't think that getting a job is the end of what i seek. It's just the beginning of more to come baybeh! You just wait. Luckily, time is still on my side. Hopefully God too, Insya'Allah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kita hanya boleh merancang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-7829285070813573759?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/7829285070813573759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-few-days-ago-i-met-working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/7829285070813573759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/7829285070813573759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-few-days-ago-i-met-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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-5978327991090232529.post-1079899115421337870</id><published>2009-09-21T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:04:34.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe how much my stamina has dropped in just one month. Damnn!! Thats what happens when you stop training for a month, partly due to the fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, i can run 4 rounds around my neighbourhood estate, average of 7-8 mins per round, which adds up to about 30-32 mins. No problem, No kick..  but when i tried to go jogging just now, i could barely make it past 2 rounds. JUST 2 ROUNDS?! and i was panting. Wahlau... I bet each round took me like, 9-10mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have to build up my stamina all over again..Back to running almost everyday. Build back my horse-like stamina, at the same time burning off this extra spare tire. Maybe i'll start going to the gym too. SP's gym seems like the best option for now. Why? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Free!!&lt;/span&gt;  Well, there is one at Bukit Gombak but i'm not willing to pay $2.50 for the entry fee. See how lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Vision without Action is just Hallucination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-1079899115421337870?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/1079899115421337870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-believe-how-much-my-stamina-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/1079899115421337870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/1079899115421337870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-believe-how-much-my-stamina-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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-5978327991090232529.post-4377890431305786775</id><published>2009-09-19T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T08:21:27.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roller coaster September this has been. Wake Me Up When September Ends? Nonono, please don't. More like, I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing. September 13 2009 marked the end of my NS Life. Freedom Baybeh!! Pink IC Baybeh!! To all those still currently serving, or whose Boyfriend is still serving, pelan-pelan kayuh eh... heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okok, i'm being mean. Takper, besok mintak maaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-4377890431305786775?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/4377890431305786775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/09/roller-coaster-september-this-has-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/4377890431305786775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/4377890431305786775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/09/roller-coaster-september-this-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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-5978327991090232529.post-8260333762020370004</id><published>2009-08-27T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:33:27.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This few weeks are gonna just whizz by, and before you know it, ORD Lohh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Going by the calendar or events:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd - 3rd September: CampSTEEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th - 6th September: Senior Specialist Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;8th - 11th September: Specialist Course (Phase 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th September: ORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Technically speaking, 13th Sept is on a Sunday, so my last day as an NSF will be on the 11th. They really know how to fully utilise me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How time really flies when you're having fun, Seriously! I was joking with Izuwan, my Cadet Officer, not to miss me when i'm gone but he reversed, telling me not to miss THEM whem i'm gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That literally made me stop to ponder. Hmm... I guess i really am gonna miss working with them, especially the senior ones, who have thought me in a way, the joys of being a 'kid' again. With all their crazy antics and lame humour not to mention their camaraderie for one another. I know just where and when to find them once i'm gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tex1OE-wDsI/SpaW5HjLZPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XKggDSEfsDY/s1600-h/6120_151817806137_603686137_3933933_7346339_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tex1OE-wDsI/SpaW5HjLZPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XKggDSEfsDY/s200/6120_151817806137_603686137_3933933_7346339_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374649113336571122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As for this Pocahontas here, i will always pray for your future endeavours. Hope you'll breeze past the 2nd round of ISP Camp. As days go by, i'm starting to get more negative about my chances of getting in. Fret not, as one door seemingly closes, another one may just open for me. I've already gotten the contact number from Aizat regarding the rainbow centre job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why not give it a shot? 8am-12pm ONLY, 5 day week for about $1.7k. Not too shabby huh, Nad? If i do get that, i'll probably look for another part-time job, maybe kat Borders keper, or maybe somewhere i can get around $1.3k, then.... =DDDDD Do the math. hahaha, its just a tentative plan. Don't get too ahead of myself. Step by step and we'll see how kays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-8260333762020370004?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/8260333762020370004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-few-weeks-are-gonna-just-whizz-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/8260333762020370004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/8260333762020370004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-few-weeks-are-gonna-just-whizz-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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/_tex1OE-wDsI/SpaW5HjLZPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XKggDSEfsDY/s72-c/6120_151817806137_603686137_3933933_7346339_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5978327991090232529.post-3093303666690451385</id><published>2009-08-18T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:07:53.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to thank OBS for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the opportunity to drown in their swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing me to sandflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting me sleep in their pipe tunnel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-3093303666690451385?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/3093303666690451385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-to-thank-obs-for-opportunity-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/3093303666690451385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/3093303666690451385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-to-thank-obs-for-opportunity-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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-5978327991090232529.post-5896573929207385326</id><published>2009-08-08T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T05:27:45.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;What am i doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sitting on my bed, updating my blog while listening to 3 Doors Down's It's Not My Time acoustic version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Besides that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm checking out SAFRA Card privileges &amp;amp; discounts. Hey Nad, Ramen Ten has a 50% off second Full Priced Ramen. You thinking what i'm thinking, B1? Yes, why don't you buy the 1st Ramen, and i'll buy the 2nd. Nak? Set..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know when people randomly experience flashbacks, well i recently had a flash'forward'. Figure it out. I was waiting for Nad to end work, opposite CPF building. While sitting on the bench, i began to observe carefully the occasional white collar professionals moving about. With their long sleeved shirt, dark pants and dark shoes, they headed either to the train station or bus stop, marking the end of a busy day at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turning to the roadside, BMW, Merc and the head turning *vroom* of a Supercar . Must be the MD, Director or some high end appointment holder in some big company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's the flashforward part. Looking at all these people, makes me wonder where i wanna be in 5 to 10 years time. Yes they work in the business district, so smart, so professional, some earning more than another, but at the end of the day do i wanna be just another face in the crowd? A slave, told to come to work by 8am and finish work at 530pm, go home and come back the next day. Safe job? Mundane i'd say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The answer is, NO. I'd rather be the one in that Supercar turning heads wherever i go. *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-5896573929207385326?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/5896573929207385326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-am-i-doing-now-sitting-on-my-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/5896573929207385326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/5896573929207385326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-am-i-doing-now-sitting-on-my-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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-5978327991090232529.post-6426354569978318571</id><published>2009-08-06T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:13:44.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I already knew something was coming when u asked me to stay, despite my parents' invitation to lunch. Fishy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've never suggested going against my parents. Fishy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you want me to stay home cause you had a Special deliver coming? Fishy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More or less i had figured out your motive. Element of surprise gone down by 30%. Sorry Nad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT it sill did caught me offguard as i had already eaten my medicine and was about to lie on my bed to view some YouTube video. A surprise visit in my backyard put a smile to my face, not to mention the Asam Pedas you made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit sweet and bland, but i'm sure its full of love and devotion. Thanks for the lamp too. You always know what to get for me. I'll be waiting for the day you're gonna import for me a Chevrolet Camaro a.k.a Bumblebee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not as grand the way we imagined or want it to be, but the company was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top notch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said before, 3 years down, a lifetime to go. Lets go all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tex1OE-wDsI/Snrk1qnIViI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eMkzAvTN1rI/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tex1OE-wDsI/Snrk1qnIViI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eMkzAvTN1rI/s200/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366853516587980322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In you, i've found a home, a Home Sweet Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-6426354569978318571?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/6426354569978318571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-already-knew-something-was-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/6426354569978318571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/6426354569978318571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-already-knew-something-was-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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/_tex1OE-wDsI/Snrk1qnIViI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eMkzAvTN1rI/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5978327991090232529.post-8693111960197160921</id><published>2009-08-03T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:44:31.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where am i right now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurong East Library. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for Danial &amp; Illias (D&amp;I) to finish school. Its one of my rare chance to pick them up from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so free to blog at 1130am on a Tuesday, Weekday, afternoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im actually on MC from Monday to Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme give you a list - Slight fever (37.8), Light-headedness, slight flu, body fealing VERY weak, Tonsils enlarged(hurts when i swallow), slight cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go hospital after the friendly between Endura and SP. Yes, i know! Shouldnt have gone for the friendly in the first place. SUKER AH!! I'm a strong boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong Boy became Weak Child after the game, feeling weak all over the body, thus decided to go Hospital after makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly was put on drip. 2 BAGS!! 2 COLD BAGS! I just stood there and watched as the doc shoved the needle into my vein. I could literally feel my forearms getting cold as i stood in the small makeshift room like an imprisoned inmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for Strong Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Days MC and a bag full of pills/tablets/lozenges/cough syrup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You name it, i've got it. A walking flu virus so if you want some, come get some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-8693111960197160921?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/8693111960197160921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-am-i-right-now-jurong-east.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/8693111960197160921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/8693111960197160921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-am-i-right-now-jurong-east.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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-5978327991090232529.post-1329269035925294206</id><published>2009-07-26T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T05:22:16.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How fast time flies and its already a Sunday, which signals back To Work Tomorrow. Overall, a relatively enjoyable weekend with floorball taking up the bulk of the time, despite the fact that Nadya not being around. She's got some family chalet gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am i? In Woodlands library on the com, while Danial and Illias are watching Transformers II on the laptop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to think that only Nad is reading my blog. Good lah, im not complaining or anything, so i'll just put up my thoughts that are worth reminiscing, instead of boring timeline entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Aizat after some time. He's working at some Rainbow Care Centre for the autistic toddlers. $1.7k before CPF. I consider that GOOD especially when your working shifts are from 8-12pm. Half day everyday. Best part is, after a few years, they might send him to NIE to pursue a diploma in special childcare or something like that. Hey nad, he works somewhere near your house too, around Evergreen i think.. Blakang rumah too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked a lot in the bus, catching up on things... Apparently he too wanted to start a business with his brother, selling imported design shirts in his blogs. Those pricy kind that u can find in Haji Lane. All the best to you and your future endeavours, buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, well you know right Nad? our 'side project'. =) But one step at a time. Lets work on getting that stint at OBS first. That goes the same for you too, Nad, then hopefully everything we've ever planned for would come true, Insya'Allah. If it does go extremely well, is there a chance that we might not have to work after 5 years in OBS? Then can go backpacking and see the world... haha, what a thought, but anything's possible. yeah, lets work towards that goal, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next note: Never play floorball when you're unhappy. Tested and recently Proven. Yup! the anger and emotions really do affect ur overall play. Period one and two - i literally played like shit, and even start to consider blaming my linemates for not being where they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta say that Andy really didn't help ease the situation. The defender dribbles, or at least TRIED to dribble, lost the ball, and conceded a  goal. What a way to finish the 2nd period. During break, I was so pissed off that i shouted at Khai to tell the defenders not to dribble. A way i've never reacted before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Period: I decided to forget bout my anger and just enjoy the game.. The sound of Aizat's laughter did help overall, and i soon found myself back to my original best, with a goal to  top it off. Thats for you nad, but like always, you're never around when i score a goal. Too bad i only realised after the 2nd period. Bottomline - Don't play with you're angry or don't get angry when you play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-1329269035925294206?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/1329269035925294206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-fast-time-flies-and-its-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/1329269035925294206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/1329269035925294206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-fast-time-flies-and-its-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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-5978327991090232529.post-5748195117832010758</id><published>2009-07-20T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:49:48.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With the request of Blog Police, i shall now update my blog. What am i doing now? Scanning 6 Chapters of some SAF Yearbook. Haiz... Slow and tedious process, Yes, but its not like i've got anything else better to do. Except for that OBS application which is taking me AGES to complete, let alone the CV that has to come along with it. Leceh lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of stuff that i want and need. Hopefully if i do get the OBS job, KA-CHING!!, Insya'Allah. Money in the bag... haha, but i dowana think too far ahead of myself. Step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventure training at a much higher level, and at a much higher PAY, with less restrictions and regimentation. To think that i even considered extending my service here. One thing that i will miss is working hand with the Cadet Officers - My extra hands and legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah, malas nak continue..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5978327991090232529-5748195117832010758?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/5748195117832010758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/07/with-request-of-blog-police-i-shall-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/5748195117832010758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/5748195117832010758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/07/with-request-of-blog-police-i-shall-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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-5978327991090232529.post-8988077343539361122</id><published>2009-07-10T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:42:38.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am i so free so to be able to Blog again? Hmm... Maybe i am, due to the fact that all activities are ceased till end of September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme rephrase it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All activities are ceased till i O.R.D. Happy Hantu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually kinda afraid of whats gonna happen next. Not afraid of the uncertain future, but more of the gap in between that i cannot leave too big of a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its doesnt give me comfort to see that some of my friends, and even my own girlfriend, is finding a hard time getting a job. Dont worry, Nad, you'll get one eventually. In the words of Forced Vomit, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't Give Up... Oh Siti (Nadiah) Don't Give Up&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS or ExxonMobil or NIE. Job or career? Something i enjoy or something which pays well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned Sportsfan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tex1OE-wDsI/SlfmblLhruI/AAAAAAAAAAc/F4f98Lm6rCo/s1600-h/Photo0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tex1OE-wDsI/SlfmblLhruI/AAAAAAAAAAc/F4f98Lm6rCo/s200/Photo0591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357003643291807458" 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/5978327991090232529-8988077343539361122?l=i4gotlah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/feeds/8988077343539361122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-so-free-so-to-be-able-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/8988077343539361122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5978327991090232529/posts/default/8988077343539361122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i4gotlah.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-so-free-so-to-be-able-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nothing To Do</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16281958112643721858</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tex1OE-wDsI/SlfmblLhruI/AAAAAAAAAAc/F4f98Lm6rCo/s72-c/Photo0591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
