<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 10:14:32 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>My lil' thoughts...</title><description>A representation in words of the nature and characteristics of a thing</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-2499696969590618296</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 10:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T18:14:32.655+08:00</atom:updated><title>From blogger to wordpress</title><description>Decided to shift from blogspot to Wordpress. &lt;br /&gt;No longer will I update from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new URL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andguy.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://andguy.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-2499696969590618296?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-blogger-to-wordpress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-5519048172506440188</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T23:25:37.536+08:00</atom:updated><title>I am a happy boy</title><description>5 minutes ago, my dearest father said this to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever work you do, most important is to be happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooooo glad that I have his support in my decision.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-5519048172506440188?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-happy-boy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-5933809241598161131</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 11:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T19:19:33.170+08:00</atom:updated><title>A musical in a foodcourt</title><description>This is funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dkYZ6rbPU2M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dkYZ6rbPU2M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we get a napkin please !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-5933809241598161131?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/10/musical-in-foodcourt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-6539889035945236192</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 21:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T05:44:21.437+08:00</atom:updated><title>HAHA</title><description>Your sense of humour can be another man's poison.&lt;br /&gt;My good friend tried to poison me with his words today. Lucky for me, I always carry my antidote with me, which is my ignorance plus a dash of patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers out there, might not be able to understand what rubbish I am blarbbeerring about.. For me, I just want to write it down to remember his silly poison..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say,&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, what a joke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-6539889035945236192?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/09/haha.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-264269083300140826</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T16:13:48.955+08:00</atom:updated><title>家后</title><description>Beautiful song in a nice local production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LwQx4A0SPgY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LwQx4A0SPgY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-264269083300140826?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-4556247135980561377</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 22:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-08T07:55:32.147+08:00</atom:updated><title>How I want it to be</title><description>I guess in general, people enjoy doing things hoping to portray an image of what others seems appropriate in their mind. A simple funeral event proves it all. IF my father were to pass away, I MIGHT not cry, but it doesn't mean that I am not sad. I am quite against the idea of doing meaningless things just to show people what they want to see. Spare me the torture. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, Death is a reality that's a part of life, but unfortunately most of the people lives in denial. When the time comes, you have to move on. Be it your own self lying in the coffin, or your love ones. Drop a tear or 2, and let's move on. Who's the next one that's going to lie in there?&lt;br /&gt;A 2 seconds calculation by me, on average, we are given around 40 years to prepare for our death. We know we are going to die one day, and if you may want, start preparing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always told my sister that when the day comes for me to go, just let me go. She may drop a few tears, but I really won't want her to scream and cry loudly, like in the movies or so. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of this, why not I arrange my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make my Chinese customary funeral 3 days, 5 days is too much, and very tiring for my family. My guest would be able to wear anything, any colour they want. The usual see through thin white t-shirt is very much excuse. If the Sai Kong says must wear socks only, ignore him. Nike shoes are welcome. Don't give yourself headache as to what type of food to buy for offerings. I am really very easy with food. Macdonald's is fine, and please do upsize it. &lt;br /&gt;If you want to play mahjong, play near my coffin because I want to see. The golden rule, shooter punch &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;If you are keen for 4D, forget about looking elsewhere. IF I could, I say IF... just buy my last 4 digits of my i/c number. Let me tell you, there's way too many numbers to be found in a funeral. The license plate of the usual Mercedes, the apartments, the stacks of receipts etc.. it's too troublesome. And if you strike, please kindly contribute 10% of your earnings to my family. &lt;br /&gt;Start burning some stuffs to me. I already request for a paper watch box from my sister. Let me tell you sis, it's gonna be a real challenge to find a ah pek to make this. He will definitely goes,&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the items are pretty standard. Mahjong set, Computer and laptops(don't forget the broadband modem!), maybe a set of golf clubs also. I foresee that in the next 5 years I will not die yet, and will pick up that hobby. If you would like, you can also burn me a paper billiard table. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking about burning all these stuffs makes me truly excited. Heh..&lt;br /&gt;My dearest sister ask me today, what will happen to your beloved watches when you die? Good question. I would like to mention it here. If I have children, please give them 1 each. Give 2 to Zyon and Rachel. One to keep for their next generation. If I found out they sold them away, don't worry. I am good with giving people nightmares. NEVER EVER SELL MY WATCH WITHOUT MY PERMISSION. The rest of the watch, please give to my closest friend at that time. Derrick will have the honor to pick first. Don't be so blur as to burn it for me. They may be converted into papers by the time I receive them. I am just thinking of the reversal process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really hope for my family when I am gone, is for them to be happy. Continue to live your life as per normal, eat healthily and enjoy your life to the fullest. Take good care of yourself and love one another. Like I mention, you may drop a tear or 2(that's the max), but please move on okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;If you think that when I am gone, and you believe that I am watching you.. Nonsensical thoughts you have.&lt;br /&gt;I am, and will be enjoying my life in another world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-4556247135980561377?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-i-want-it-to-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-5459893499962695476</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 21:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-03T05:47:53.024+08:00</atom:updated><title>My simple post</title><description>You know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Family and Friends so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-5459893499962695476?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-simple-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-691721377161154082</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 22:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-08T07:00:06.226+08:00</atom:updated><title>Racial Harmony</title><description>Malaysia petroleum company, Petronas Group, always make interesting commercial during  major public holidays. These following commercials make good use of the innocence in a child to convey the messages to the world. Effective, cute, and it sure leaves a deep impression in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgvbrL4xGys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgvbrL4xGys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J8cGKY9U46Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J8cGKY9U46Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That grin on the boy's face,&lt;br /&gt;Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's respect all races and religion, and live in harmony.&lt;br /&gt;It's Singapore National Day tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-691721377161154082?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/08/racial-harmony.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-4272486978926545710</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 21:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-27T06:01:13.853+08:00</atom:updated><title>Do you remember these?</title><description>"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Look! Now showing power ranger lehhhh&lt;/span&gt;", My nephew scream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;Flashback to the 80s when I was growing up, I was a cartoon addict.. without fail I will watch cartoons on channel 5, every weekday at 5.30pm... &lt;br /&gt;Memories and more...&lt;br /&gt;Bravestar, Centurians, Captain planet, He-man Mask, Transformers... All these are classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a search on youtube, and I found them all! I must say, the theme song for MASK is the most memorable... The part where the systems allocated the appropriate candidate for the mission is a real classic... Another one of my favourite cartoon back then was "Centurions". 3 Good guy dress in Green, Blue and Yellow with the ability to strap on different equipments to fight the baddies.. I used to own 1 of that yellow guy... who specialise in urban warfare.. and I got the bravestar horse also.. Strange, how come I get the pet instead of the lead role for the toy leh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the clips for the boys growing up in the 80s..&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Centurions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y5168yjG3Qw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y5168yjG3Qw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bravestar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yAp12u-PDeo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yAp12u-PDeo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He-Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JEsHUel04dY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JEsHUel04dY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MASK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQdgbs0IUDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQdgbs0IUDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KqBbjpan8K0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KqBbjpan8K0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need that beeping watch... &lt;br /&gt;Wait a min... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I know why I become a Watch Idiot Savant now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-4272486978926545710?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-you-remember-these.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-2125905597825786379</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 17:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-29T02:57:56.581+08:00</atom:updated><title>Just do it</title><description>A mere 3 hours of sleep, and yet I am not feeling tired. I woke up at 0100hrs knowing that I need to pen down my current thoughts, eagerly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just the fourth chapter into Richard Branson's "Screw it, Just do it", I realise that I used to be somehow or rather, one way or another behaving like him. &lt;br /&gt;His whole heartly screw it, just do it attitude. For the past 3 years, I have been progressively losing touch with that "Just do it" attitude. &lt;br /&gt;And now, I have lost them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a motivated V6 engine young man then, with such great curiosity, that will always end up with problems. To me, problem solving was part of the little test that I love. It's a mind stimulating game that keeps me thinking. I love to try different things, loves to read and gather information, out partying and getting to know more new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I approach things now in a skeptical manner, questioning myself with endless WHY. At the end of the day, what comes to my mind, would probably be the same at the beginning of the day. The same useless "It will never work attitude". He have successfully changed to become a very 'safe' person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started it all, is my earning power. There's a huge major pay jump from my previous job to my current. Fast forward a year later, I bought plenty of stuffs for my family and myself. I start to get very comfortable, and LAZY. On my day off from work,(which I have a hell lot of offs) I will wake up in the middle of the day aimlessly. Walking around my house like a dying old man looking for food and water, I felt like a potential amnesia victim. Wondering around uselessly around the house with no ideas in mind. At the end of the day, I know that a huge paycheck would be awaiting in my trusty bank. So, why worry?&lt;br /&gt;Multiply it by 3 years, or 1095 days. It clearly have become a habit.&lt;br /&gt;The good old saying, I have reached my comfort zone, and have stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you manage to kick a habit for a while and then you pick it up again, the effect will be greater than before. You will fall deeper into it, and harder to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy, lets get things moving.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get his book 2 years ago, and until recently then I pick it up. What a shame. Nevertheless, better be late than never. Recent years, my books reading habit slow and almost comes to a complete halt. As fate would suggest, I did a simple survey and got rewarded with a $20 borders gift card. No prize for guessing which titles I've bought. Now, I am very much into reading again. And at a speed that I have never thought I possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't say that I am as motivated as before in my younger days, but now I have already kick start this old rotten V6 engine of mine. It's rather cranky at times, but the right mechanic would be able to fix it effortlessly. This, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;First up, would be ADVENTURES, something that would spice up my life and keeps me moving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-2125905597825786379?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-do-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-5010935858131841435</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 04:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-24T12:57:34.821+08:00</atom:updated><title>What's behind you?</title><description>Perhaps I have been moving too fast previously. Lots of things are actually out there for me to understand and appreciate. &lt;br /&gt;I missed it, simply because I have walked too fast previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why I needs to slow down and look behind now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Each time I turned back, I am observing from a third person point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, things turn out clearer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-5010935858131841435?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/05/relax.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-5763449944406844114</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 09:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-24T06:16:38.517+08:00</atom:updated><title>A Different Announcement</title><description>Something different in this company that will NEVER happen to my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kiasi&lt;/span&gt; company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ivjybzdXVmI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ivjybzdXVmI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-5763449944406844114?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-different-in-this-company.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-6276755562494312909</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 19:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T03:26:43.154+08:00</atom:updated><title>Decision Making</title><description>In our lifetime, we make countless decisions.&lt;br /&gt;Decision making might be a breeze for some to carry out, might not be for others.&lt;br /&gt;I am always a very decisive person.&lt;br /&gt;But that is what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly is the initial factor, &lt;br /&gt;next come the imagination factor that will lead to one scenario after another. &lt;br /&gt;Wild and unimagined thoughts will run around in your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these tiring process,&lt;br /&gt;will be the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making important decision is harder than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;A sad truth is that, this eventually will come. &lt;br /&gt;It eventually will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A harsh reality knockout on me.&lt;br /&gt;I have just made a very important decision in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-6276755562494312909?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/05/decision-making.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-7606464943221701275</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 17:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-12T01:46:22.980+08:00</atom:updated><title>No light bulb ?</title><description>Where is the light at the end of the tunnel?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling demoralise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-7606464943221701275?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-light-bulb.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-2975431448628706494</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 13:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-20T21:47:58.964+08:00</atom:updated><title>7 years</title><description>Dad said to me and my sister today,&lt;br /&gt;"It's been 7 years already..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.. &lt;br /&gt;How time really flies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-2975431448628706494?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/03/7-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-125020076798953138</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 19:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-20T21:50:10.519+08:00</atom:updated><title>The only book that freaks me out</title><description>I love books.&lt;br /&gt;Visiting bookstores to read books is always a joy to me.&lt;br /&gt;But there's always 1 book that freaks me out whenever I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bank Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-125020076798953138?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-book-that-freaks-me-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-3228609141783916553</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Mar 2009 19:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-15T04:37:25.481+08:00</atom:updated><title>The 70s in Andy</title><description>Let's talk about the 70s, right here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;My imagination always brings me to the 70s, where everything is so much happier than in this millenniumery era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about the dressing shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Picture the guys in tight fitting flora shirts with tailor made bell bottom pants. Walking around the streets holding a Pepsi Cola glass bottle, ogling at the ladies with oversize sunshades. &lt;br /&gt;The ladies as usual, pretty in flora, with bright colours to attract the attention from a mile away.&lt;br /&gt;I always like this trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that era, couples are happy with just a trusty bicycle. In this era, If you got a bicycle, your significant other will ask you to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;jiak sai&lt;/span&gt;. We crack our brains and cough up money to maintain the car. COE, ERP, Insurance ..I sneeze and sneeze...&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with bicycle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days, as long as you are hardworking, you will be rich. &lt;br /&gt;Chow Yuan Fatt once said this to Andy Lau when young Andy just got into the entertainment industry.&lt;br /&gt;Pointing to his Rolex, He said, "Hard work, and you can get anything you want"&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Makes sense, simple logic.&lt;br /&gt;But to think about it again, it is not that applicable in this modern era, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Uncle once told me he made $30000 in one single business trip in the 80s.&lt;br /&gt;Now, he just look at his meter, and is contented as long as the meter is working fine by a jump of 20cents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Ah di ah, nowadays is different liao.. As long as you don't owe anyone money, you should be glad liao..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. worth a thought... worth a thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right,&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back to the 70s, and why I like to imagine I am in that zone.&lt;br /&gt;I like the music, the oldies Ah go-go music. Light and chirpy, and they are often a 2min song thing. Doesn't make you bore easily huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_35R5HgNIR1M/SbwVA0afDKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kGdFUNIkiE8/s1600-h/quests_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_35R5HgNIR1M/SbwVA0afDKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kGdFUNIkiE8/s320/quests_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313144764204256418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken from &lt;a href="http://www.tofu-magazine.net/newVersion/pages/gogo.html"&gt;tofu magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fact that in that era, people work hard and earn peanuts, and they feed their children peanuts, and the kids are happy with the peanuts given. &lt;br /&gt;These days, you earn peanuts, but you have to fork out money to feed your children Macdonalds. &lt;br /&gt;AND, they might not be happy. Because 1 might prefer KFC, the other might prefer Pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that era, I guess the kids goes to school with very little things.&lt;br /&gt;1 pencil and 1 piece of paper, and a book should be enough.&lt;br /&gt;These days, &lt;br /&gt;Err... I am not very sure what kids brings to school these days. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe Guns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The education system is ahead by 5 steps in this urbanisation cycle. &lt;br /&gt;Those days, I think it should be a 1 step at a time thing. &lt;br /&gt;P is for Peanuts then,&lt;br /&gt;Now P is for pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosisand.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me what is that, I have no freaking idea.. but this is what they learn in school now, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To buy a house in those days, it cost you around $8000.. Somewhere around Queenstown I believe. Perhaps even better, you can build your own Terrace. Some planks and nails and magically, a shelter is yours. A few chicken and ducks provide you with the necessary eggs and meat. Pink and Rosy Pigs for their wonderful profits they will bring. &lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, Peaceful, I like...&lt;br /&gt;These days, $8000 can fix your 2 toilets in your house.&lt;br /&gt;and Pigs should be kept strictly in your refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wish I can go back to the 70s. &lt;br /&gt;To look at my Entire family from a 3rd person point of view, &lt;br /&gt;Wondering did my grandmother scold her children(Because she is always so soft spoken!)..&lt;br /&gt;Wondering is my grandfather is really a amazing Qigong Master like what my auntie says...&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if my mum is really that vain.. and SLIM!&lt;br /&gt;Witness the birth of my all my cousins...&lt;br /&gt;To help me remember my grandparents house in tampines.. I still love their old house yah.. The tiles are marble, with a big carpet in the center of the living room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the 70s,&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back to reality then.&lt;br /&gt;Reality = sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-3228609141783916553?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/03/70s-in-andy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_35R5HgNIR1M/SbwVA0afDKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kGdFUNIkiE8/s72-c/quests_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-8586937725285442030</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 08:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T17:25:07.878+08:00</atom:updated><title>Random Love</title><description>Some random thoughts AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love does not always result in happiness, because human confuse love for other matters in life.&lt;br /&gt;Like greed, companionship, possessiveness, flaunt.. etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some in life mistake companionship with love, which is a tragic.&lt;br /&gt;Some hold on to the other half, simply because they have spent ageless time together.&lt;br /&gt;Some like the idea of keeping a pretty little vase so that they can be the envy of others.&lt;br /&gt;Some believe that keeping your partner close to you 24hours/7days is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which category do you belong in?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;we have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, &lt;br /&gt;Everyone perception of love is so different.&lt;br /&gt;If true enough you believe Love is eg, companionship..&lt;br /&gt;So be it.&lt;br /&gt;Your call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My perception of love?&lt;br /&gt;Simple.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness = Love&lt;br /&gt;When I am happy, I am in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sad Andy orders his favourite cup of coffee in a local coffeeshop.&lt;br /&gt;He becomes very happy.&lt;br /&gt;He's bloody in Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just fall in Love again last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-8586937725285442030?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-8251574727246843852</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 10:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T18:37:45.454+08:00</atom:updated><title>Awareness Test</title><description>I like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ahg6qcgoay4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ahg6qcgoay4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonwalking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-8251574727246843852?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/03/awareness-test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-6357986488515047006</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 20:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T04:52:57.905+08:00</atom:updated><title>Mimic</title><description>I speak full blown authentic Singlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;When I talk to a Caucasian, I tend to speak like them.&lt;br /&gt;"ya know, sometimes things just gonna stay this way. Ya know..ya know.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I talk to someone from Bangladesh,&lt;br /&gt;"Eh no no put your things here, put there. Many many ants biting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I talk to my Singaporean friends,&lt;br /&gt;"Wah piang, this one hor.. he hor... lydat lor... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called,&lt;br /&gt;Mimicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you fall under this category?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just admit it LAH. You are under this category. Ever thought what's wrong with that? Something is very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But still, you and me, and the majority of the locals behave this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last year, I told myself to improve in my English, but using Singaporean slang local English to converse with anyone, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Er...&lt;br /&gt;It's obviously not improving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dunno why leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-6357986488515047006?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/03/mimic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-1672088172595193715</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 17:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T04:43:29.303+08:00</atom:updated><title>An Ad that sparks some thoughts</title><description>Something, that will never ever happen to my rushing/pushing fast-paced country.&lt;br /&gt;which is, a sad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if this happen be it in the station or inside the train, I am sure alot of people will stand aside and mind their own business. Furiously pressing the numbers on the handphone to sms someone, or abusing their psp by pushing the buttons furiously, or the infamous sleeping act where they would innocently ignore the "Please give up this seat to someone who needs it more than you do" signboard. &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps someone might be reading a "7 habits of highly, effectively "chopping" a seat with a pack of tissue paper in food centre" and ignore the whole scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...&lt;br /&gt;I have just reveal my true colours because I am one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="322"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.34" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" VALUE="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=11604666&amp;vid=4321114&amp;lang=en-gb&amp;intl=sg&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/video04/4321114_rnd91ec88e2_19.jpg&amp;embed=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.34" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="322" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashVars="id=11604666&amp;vid=4321114&amp;lang=en-gb&amp;intl=sg&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/video04/4321114_rnd91ec88e2_19.jpg&amp;embed=1" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.video.yahoo.com/watch/4321114/11604666"&gt;The T-Mobile Dance&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://sg.video.yahoo.com" &gt;Yahoo! Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"This is the fantastic new T-mobile advert which was filmed at 11am on Thursday 15th January 2009 at Liverpool Street station, London"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Especially like this cute old lady at 1.55min&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-1672088172595193715?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/02/ad-that-sparks-some-thoughts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-4094702432881272105</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 09:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-06T17:58:36.126+08:00</atom:updated><title>Mambo Jambo</title><description>Was youtubing randomly and I found this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zoMG8Dbe1E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zoMG8Dbe1E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which greatly inspire me to pen it down before laziness kicks in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I stepped into a club was... last January. It was O bar, at Mohd Sultan. The moment I went in, I was determined to get my butt out within the next minute. I wouldn't have go in the first place if not for a birthday celebrating of a very good buddy of mine.&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends who decide to celebrate their birthday in a club, please count me out. Andy just can't fit into that scene anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback to the first time I went to a club, was at Boat Quay. That place close down long ago before bubbletea exists. I still remember very clearly, it's called "The Buzz". (If you happened to know where it is, Congrats. You are in the same aging era as me.)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite song then was, "Close to you" by fun factory... that tune still rings in my head now!&lt;br /&gt;That was 9 years back, I was 17 then. That night was fun, happy, drowsy and quite smelly. That moment, everything my elder sister told me about, came to life. My sister just had so much fun clubbing, bringing back the smelly cigarette stench ALMOST every other night.&lt;br /&gt;For a boy at that age, it just seems not right.. until, I start going to one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do club ever since then on a on and off basis, and Zouk mambo night &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; my favourite. The mambo moves, the Long Island Tea, the company I got. I enjoyed 200% of all the hours spent in that smokey enviroment watching the Synchronise Dance move..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all came naturally. When the time to stop partying, I stop... and my hangouts at night these days are my trusty coffeeshop. They have the best and most affordable beer in Singapore. No cover charge is imposed, and the snacks are great. GST and Service charges are absorb. No matter how late you go, seats and table are readily available. No more squeezing your jugs of designer drainwater on a ledge, and end up drinking from other patrons.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a good news for the ladies. You won't have to queue up for the restroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas,&lt;br /&gt;Time for a classic SYNCHRONISE mambo jambo dancing clip. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZR9bRlvfr2k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZR9bRlvfr2k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I would prefer this instead, in a kopi tiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GON1fVsmFrQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GON1fVsmFrQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/8249652-4094702432881272105?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/mambo-jambo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-9166087047983416715</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 00:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-20T08:35:26.122+08:00</atom:updated><title>My Thoughts</title><description>˙ƃoןq ɹnoʎ pɐǝɹ oʇ ʇsnɾ uʍop ǝpısdn pɐǝɥ ɹıǝɥʇ ƃuıuɹnʇ ǝɹɐ ǝןdoǝd ʇɐɥʇ ʍouʞ oʇ unɟ sʎɐʍןɐ s,ʇı&lt;br /&gt; ˙ʎɐp ǝɥʇ ɟo ʇɥƃnoɥʇ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-9166087047983416715?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-thoughts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-5276901481774938865</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 09:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T17:38:09.703+08:00</atom:updated><title>YouTube</title><description>Neglecting my blog, doing my watch stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been wanting to post this in my blog for such a long time but kept forgetting..&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is good! and her teeth is very white&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lor&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n6x8wnWBX9s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n6x8wnWBX9s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z-KsyCyV1mk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z-KsyCyV1mk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-5276901481774938865?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/youtube.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8249652.post-2740083875919905</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 02:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-12T10:14:05.180+08:00</atom:updated><title>I had a dream</title><description>10th October 2008&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;My mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in our living room, with my dad and myself.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She complain that the floor is too dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... mum if you can read this from the other world, I just want you to know I going for reservist lahhhh .... busy you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;My mum ...&lt;br /&gt;Funny..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8249652-2740083875919905?l=andguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://andguy.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-dream.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Andy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>