<?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-10663668</id><updated>2012-02-12T08:29:37.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idealistic World of Fun, Romance and Friends...</title><subtitle type='html'>a wonderland for like-minded ppl or should i say Friends....a place where worries do not exist and only sinful pleasure u can indulge in...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>293</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-609386767548319590</id><published>2011-06-27T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T12:58:07.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Good In Anything (p.s. not emo..)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes I just feel that I'm not good in anything. I'm mediocre in everything I do, be it studies, sports or work. Even in relationships, I'm just as good as everyone else! Been 10 years on, and I still can't find my niche. It's really REALLY taking its toil mentally and getting FRUSTRATING!!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't ask for much. I just wanna be good in one thing. Just ONE! At least when I passes on, everyone will remember me for something. Something tangible, and that I contributed to society in someway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm perfectly happy with being a passer-by in life, but I do hope to be someone who has his own skills, niche and what have you. Not good in something really bug me since secondary school days. I thought by growing up will help me find my niche, but I was wrong. I'm still aimless and useless as before!!! lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scoring As in the bedroom department doesn't mean a thing if your life is a bottomless pit of self pity and aimlessness. I kept asking myself these questions: "What have I achieve in my life so far?; What is my purpose on this planet?; Do I have what it takes to survive this lifetime?; Will I be living my dying days, alone???"...All these questions keep surfacing in my mind from time to time during my "reflection sessions", and it's scary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not sure when my pathetic lifestyle gonna end, but I'm trying my best to kick it away. Starting from today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-609386767548319590?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/609386767548319590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=609386767548319590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/609386767548319590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/609386767548319590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-good-in-anything-ps-not-emo.html' title='Not Good In Anything (p.s. not emo..)'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5997284593245239893</id><published>2011-06-12T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T17:34:01.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moodless, Emotional Driven..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been wanting to blog but never knew what to write and when I have the heart to jot it down, I'm either out or not accessible to my PC. zzzzzzz......But I want to blog would only be matters of the heart. Nothing would trouble me so much than that. Not even work related issues. Nothing come close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know where to start where you have all these thoughts flying in your head all the time. The ideas are all disorganised and in pieces. I can literally go on for hours, writing the same old matter, which I feel it's just lame. By writing will only make you realise the problems ain't that big and you just need to take a step back and see the bigger picture. I just need one ingredient to solve all this: Courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things had spun out of hand a couple of weeks ago and it had simmer down to a slow boil and more manageable. But I'm getting frustrated by her swing in decisions and it's really getting into me. Patch back or split, you just tell me. Don't make my head spin, for goodness sake!! I'm really had it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's my fault and I take the full blame, but decision making still lie wholly on her. I really want her to make a rational decision before she gets paranoid all her time with me. Before she gets crazy, maybe I'll go bonkers first. tsk tsk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I shouldn't lose my temper, but her emotional swings are so extreme that I can't grapple with it. Once in a while, I can understand. But she can swing a couple of times in a day, and that it's tough to manage! I've been trying to understand her mood, but it's still difficult to deal with. If I were her, I would have broken off with me after discovery of the matter. No questions asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know she cherish the relationship, that's why she's holding on for so long. But my heart ain't the same after the break-up in initiated in February. I force my heart to die 4 months ago. That's why I was quite reluctant to patch back. I was weak and now, I hurt her because of that. My fault, totally. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I can do now is playing by the ear. I'm not sure what is install for us in the coming weeks, but I hope we can have a conclusion soon. I hope I have the strength to make the right decision for myself and for her. I only want her to overcome this and gain her foothold in life again. I made her this way, and I feel compelled to make her stand again. But whether she will allow me to help her is totally another issue.&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/10663668-5997284593245239893?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5997284593245239893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5997284593245239893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5997284593245239893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5997284593245239893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2011/06/moodless-emotional-driven.html' title='Moodless, Emotional Driven..'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8604363134393361471</id><published>2011-03-31T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:57:26.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be True to Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="arial" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I guess my life is in a mess right now (isn’t it the norm??). Breaking off from a relationship and getting on to another which I’m not supposed to. It’s like everything is back to square one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the train ride back home, was reading through the past SMSes that she sent me, and tears were welled up in my eyes, just waiting to fall. I knew I did the right thing but I hurt another person again. &lt;span style=""&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why can’t she has a clearer background and we could really blossom? It’s really unfair coz things were looking up and we smoothed out a lot of issues along the way and the future is just waiting for us. But, the major obstacles were my dad and friends. I couldn’t get any blessing from them, which made things even more difficult to carry on, on my own. I didn’t tell her that, and just let her hate me. I guess, that would be better so that she can move on without any worries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being true to myself, I know I can’t marry her as well. I have issues too and it’s very difficult to cast it aside just like that. It’s gonna take years and maybe even counseling to make this flirtatious nature of mine dissolve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since the breakup, I didn’t have the time to sit down and think through this. I never had the time to cry it out. I tried to avoid everything related to her, i.e. Facebook, photos etc. But I kept the wallpaper on my mobile the same (i.e. the 2 of us) and still wearing our ring. It’s not becoz I still want her back, but to serve as a reminder of the hurtful things that I might do to another girl if cupid strikes again. I don’t think I have the courage to love again. The heartache and emotions that comes with it, just ain’t gonna make me wanna put another girl through it again. Unless I’m perfectly sure she’s the one and I’ve changed completely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s why till now, I still tell people I’m still attached and the Facebook relationship status is still “In a relationship”. I didn’t wanna bother telling people I’m single now and attract unnecessary attention. I think I’ve outgrown this and just want some peace and quiet for now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I guess it’s time I grow up and stay single for as long as possible. Stop getting into relationships, Nick!! Help those poor girls. They deserve better!!!...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;…I’m sure they do. Many times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8604363134393361471?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8604363134393361471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8604363134393361471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8604363134393361471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8604363134393361471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2011/03/be-true-to-yourself.html' title='Be True to Yourself'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-1495257188722751956</id><published>2011-03-20T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T15:18:59.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16.03.2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It’s the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; day, and it’s tough alright. Sleep wasn’t as sweet as it used to be, and waking up in the wee hours had been a norm. Either shaken up from a dream or found myself crying till I wake up. It’s so real, but I know it wasn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know the decision I took is harsh for her, but eventually I know it’s the fairest way for her and she definitely deserve better. Deep down I know I can’t give her the full happiness that she truly deserves, and more problems will definitely prop up in the future. Most probably, the same issues repeating itself in the arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After been through 2 fantastic relationships, I finally know what a person I am in a relationship and the behavior I would portray during the course of the courtship. That’s why my conclusion for my life is, not to engage into another relationship ever again. EVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hate seeing the girl hurt and going through the emotional roller coaster because of me. It’s the worst feeling ever! I did say in every relationship that I only give her happiness and the tears that they will shed, will only be happy tears. Maybe like what I perceived of my lifetime, I should stay away from girls unless I know I can give them a lifetime of happiness instead of a short term one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After what I had been through, I truly know the real, deeper meaning of love and how relationship is supposed to be run. I shouldn’t keep changing her wholesale but to love her for who she really is, coz that’s what both of them did for me. It makes me feels really small and insignificant. If she can overlook my flaws, why can’t I??? I believe that’s the thing that keeps me from enjoying myself in a relationship, and once I can embrace that, I believe I can fall in love again. But it’s gonna be a long process, and it may never come true. So, singlehood is the way to go for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I realized I’m as selfish as any other person but I didn’t know the degree of selfishness I have in me until I went through the relationships. Selfish by not letting the person into my life fully. Subconsciously, I’m doing that all the time. I’m still very protective of my own privacy and free time. Anyone crosses that boundary, I’ll be pissed off. And when she told me the about the same thing, I couldn’t agree more. For the 2 relationships that matters to me most, I didn’t really immersed myself fully into the relationship (even though I thought I did). I’m just lousy…so in that sense, I didn’t put in enough effort into the relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Many issues surfaced and spiraling inside my head, and I’m trying to kill it all with 1 single blow. Even after this break-up, the issues that “belong” to me, need to be rectified by myself before embarking into another relationship. I reckon that will be the biggest challenge of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Though sad, I take away many valuable lessons and I feel heartened, I did what I had to do, before she takes it even worst if the relationship takes deeper roots. It’s a harsh reality, but I hope she will see the true intention of me doing this. She will find her own happiness after “cleansing” herself in this relationship, and bringing with her new values and lessons for her next one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I would always love her and I know I wouldn’t deserve any love in this lifetime, coz my calling is to spread it and not owning it. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I said that long ago, and I’m repeating it again. I’m really beginning to believe I’m a cupid in disguise… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-1495257188722751956?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/1495257188722751956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=1495257188722751956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1495257188722751956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1495257188722751956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2011/03/16032011.html' title='16.03.2011'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6974354030336190483</id><published>2011-01-03T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T23:11:28.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010..moving into 2011.. ;)</title><content type='html'>Well well, the 1st post of 2011. I had just saw the entries I posted in the whole of 2010 is less than the number of fingers on my left hand. 4!!! YES, 4 for the whole of last year. Hahahaah…well, I’m not surprised by the numbers, coz I couldn’t even remember the last entry that I did! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 2010 is really just about me and Nana. There’re a lot of mini quarrels and mega ones as well. It’s so huge that we almost broke up. We have doubts about one another in different periods of the relationship. We managed to talk things through but I know she will never forget, by the way she keeps bringing out past issues. I hated that and she knew it. What I can say now is, I’ve know myself better and what I want in a relationship and maybe in life as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I see it from other angle, I’m more at ease with myself and in my own skin. Somehow, marriage is no longer in my mind and my bio-clock somehow ain’t ticking so furiously…or maybe it stopped altogether? But I do know, I wanna have kids of my own. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my life didn’t surround just BGR, there’s other things that happened as well. Like my friend, Serene and best bud, Soon getting hitched. Joyous occasions are always a time to reflect and melt in the romantic atmosphere. ^^ There’s few more coming up this year, i.e. Justin and Seng’s. Yum Yum…can’t wait!!! Kekeekk…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there’s also a life changing experience for my baby sis. Having gone through a surgery few years back, she went through 2 in December alone!! It’s super brave of her, and my parents ought to be worried sick. I can’t help it by trying to stay home more and spending more time with my sis. Life’s really unpredictable and can take away your loved ones without your consent. So, cherish your family before it’s too late peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is fantastic as other years had been for me, and 2011 is not gonna be any different. It’s how you gonna differentiate and perceive life, that gonna make the greatest impact in your life ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great year ahead my dear gfs, and stay Positive and Cheery!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-6974354030336190483?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6974354030336190483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6974354030336190483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6974354030336190483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6974354030336190483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010moving-into-2011.html' title='2010..moving into 2011.. ;)'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8361540825732741470</id><published>2010-06-26T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T19:12:39.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Coming to an End.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Wingdings; 	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:2; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="arial" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why am I doing this to myself??? I’m really asking for it….I reckon there’ll be no sympathy from anyone coz they already told me the hard facts and still I lunge in into this near impossible relationship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m really at my breaking point now……I need someone to talk to. I need advice. I need a listening ear. I need a leaning shoulder….Why am I doing this to myself???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m tired now. I can’t find strength to carry this relationship further. It’s affecting my work, my life and everything I do I can’t find the same enthusiasm. &lt;span style=""&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe the time is up for me to give up after 4 months of intensive hard work. Hard work mainly on my part. She did try, but maybe it just died down or not up to my mark. I just can’t feel it anymore. Whatever it is, I simply can’t find any reasons to move on with her. She blows hot and cold. And I can never know her true feelings and thoughts. She’s an enigma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m just trying to make each passing day as happy as can be, but the strength to smile is diminishing by the minute. I can’t force myself to smile as radiantly as before. It will be hypocritical to say I’m very happy and see how each day brings us. I don’t want a short term relationship. It would simply be wasting my time and hers as well. She may never wanna get married again, but I do. So, maybe it’s time to let go and move on. I’ve not be able to get the same commitment since Day 1 and I may never get it in Day 100. I’ll be lying to myself and thinking she would, but the effect is slow and time waits for no man. I’m impatient and want things my way, but with her, I can’t. Things can never happen the way I want it to be. Plans will change or postpone, which I’m still trying to grasp the notion of “going with the flow”. I wanna go by schedule, by timeline for once….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I may be laid-back, but not as laid-back to the effects of non-planning. I HATE IT!!!! I HATE LAST MINUTE CHANGES!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;There’s no planning together, but only me alone. Everything is planned and executed by ME…ALONE…!!! I’m not calculative, but I just want her to get involved in the planning stage. It will do a whole lot good for the relationship. Get involved or get prepared to be shipped out!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;She’s so nonchalant about everything involving us, whereas, with her friends or family, she’s so hands-on and responsive. Am I such an easy person to be bullied??? That’s why they say, “Good guys always finish last” and ALWAYS get the short end of the stick. Can’t some nice girl come forth into my life and give me the same happiness that I would grant her???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8361540825732741470?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8361540825732741470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8361540825732741470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8361540825732741470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8361540825732741470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-coming-to-end.html' title='It&apos;s Coming to an End.......'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-3927931368134392118</id><published>2010-03-31T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:30:44.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Relationship, New Commitment, New Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been a longgggggg while since my last post. kekekeek...sorry 2 my girlfriends who are so eager to know what's going on in my life of late. Well, long story short, you girls should know I'm attached now and we are just inseparable. hahahaah... :p We're both happy and it's improving with each passing day. I really hope she's the one and I'll be the one who would reopen her "factory". Cool!!! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I'm just writing to keep 1 post per month quota...kekeek :p If you girls wanna know more, just log on to facebook and my status is usually talking about us....so, keep in touch babes ;) love ya!!! muacckkss!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-3927931368134392118?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/3927931368134392118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=3927931368134392118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3927931368134392118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3927931368134392118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-relationship-new-commitment-new.html' title='New Relationship, New Commitment, New Goals'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5245087586575737381</id><published>2010-02-16T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:53:59.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's: The LOVE of All Evil????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For weeks, the thoughts in my mind have been pouncing up and down like the Tiger, that took over the Ox in February. Somehow or rather, my confidence level had dipped to the lowest in recent times. I had no idea what triggered it, but it just happened. And I believe having a modest paycheck and the increasing in years on Earth, have a major part to play in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even seeked divine advice on career changes and I was given the green light to stay put in insurance and not return back to shipping with my tail between the legs. I guess, all along I know the answer, but I just need “someone” to affirm that decision. I really felt more at ease after visiting the temple. She showed me the way and I really appreciate it. :)…and for all God’s grace, I asked about my love life as well. Hahahahah…I really don’t wanna die old alone, man!! Anyway, the Gods are shining on me for this request too. So, it’s not too bad and I should have some sort of a Good relationship in years to come. When?? I don’t know…but I know it will come, eventually… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the long weekend with a “Pre-Valentine’s” lunch with Nana. And well, it wasn’t formal, just lunch. Surprisingly, both bought chocolates for one another. :p I was really surprised by that gesture…hmmmm…I think I might have pondered too deep into that gift, but STILL, it was a nice feeling. :) I'm not sure whether she wants to go into a relationship or not, coz I couldn’t sense anything from her…there wasn’t any clear signals. No body language that gives me the “go-ahead”. So, I shall just bid for my time to come….or maybe move on to another target. Coz eventually, I know she’s not the one…she’s just there at the right place at the right time, but with the wrong person. I don’t want another merry-go-round and disrupt one another’s life. Anyway, I might still play by the ear….no hard feelings baby ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see from the way I write that, I’m really a freaking contradict. On one hand I wanted this, but on the other, I’m not. I such an asshole sometimes…!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I wanted companionship. That’s all. But the girls that entered my life ain’t what I’m looking for. And it’s damn difficult to find the right one…or maybe, there isn’t the RIGHT ONE!! Haiz….isn’t being idealistic in love a romantic thing?? But in real life, the best just ain’t good enough, coz there’s always better ones that will come along and disrupt your life and make your mind go haywire!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what my friends said, I should lower my expectations. But I already lowered!!! Anymore lower, I can just get hitched with any girl I see within the next 30 seconds!! I would still like to think there’s someone outside, perfect for me. I just have to wait. Unlike in the movies, I can’t fast forward to reveal who she is, but I can wait for another 5 years, and that’s about it dude..By then, if Ms Right still isn’t in sight, I might just stay single…. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about love, happiness &amp;amp; money in the last few weeks or so. My emotions fluctuate between cloud 9 and hell. It’s really unstable..I can only flirt so much, and at the end of the day, I still need someone to lean on and called her my greatest love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you out there…….somewhere???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5245087586575737381?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5245087586575737381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5245087586575737381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5245087586575737381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5245087586575737381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-love-of-all-evil.html' title='Valentine&apos;s: The LOVE of All Evil????'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6327796349054922280</id><published>2010-01-17T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:15:39.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s the start to the new year, while others termed it the next decade. Well, it’s a long shot to what will happen in the next 10 years, but I will make do with it. Taking each day as it comes is the biggest accomplishment for me. No point planning and not fulfilling it. And most importantly, living life to its fullest. I know it sounds cliché, but it’s dead true…so people, LIVE LIFE. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t do my year-end post coz my schedule was packed and there’s no inspiration for me to write anyway, even though lots happened. Had a fantastic glitter X’mas with me in full make-up galore and NYE was great as well, i.e. spending time with Soon having a heart-to-heart talk till dawn. That was awesome!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel obliged to write my 1st post for the year in the 1st month before it slips by me again. Kekekeek…oh well, here’s the dirty stuff (but I know you girls love it..hahahah) for the last 5 weeks or so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great December with activities leading up to X’mas. NYE was kinda of a letdown, but the people didn’t. So, that more or less make up for it. Then came 1 Jan, and everything was normal with me hanging out with my gang and Kelvin having fun, food and drinks. And I should fast forward to the last 24 hours….been feeling down with money issue and I can’t cope with myself drawing such a pathetic salary!! Been spending A LOT for this past few weeks and I can literally see my bank account dwindling fast!! It’s like, I’m spending $1,600 in this month alone!!! Mind you, that’s my entire month’s salary!!!! There’re the credit card bills, mobile, gatherings, prezzies, and I just have to buy Irene another birthday gift. Me and my big mouth!!!! Anyway, what bought can’t be undone, so just be it. This coming weeks, I just have to survive on hawker food and home-cooked. So, no more fast-food and drinking session (if I can help it..). Gonna come back everyday, and do my runs. At least, when I’m broke, I can have a fit body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning to think I’m a loser. So much so that I’m going mad. And I don’t have to think hard to realize at the age of 27, I don’t have anything in life. No career, no girlfriend, no money, no cards, no car, no house, no NOTHING!!! I seriously have to consider my career path now, before it’s too late to salvage anything. It’s either insurance or shipping. There’s no 2 ways about it. If not, I’ll consider applying for the Operations Manager under MOE. Well, we shall see again in 3 months time..Anyway, I’m sure the bonus gonna sucks and the increment, peanuts. Let’s face it, how much will 1.25 months bonus and 3% increment bring you to???!!! It’s definitely not heaven, sweetie. I miss shipping and the fatty bonus slapped in your face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I’ll not hold back to send out resumes again. I can’t live with such pay structure anymore. Now, should be a good time to find back my roots and stick it in deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not about being emotional, but it’s the facts of life. People of this world see your job title, salary and your material possession with great importance. IT MATTERS!!!!!!! I don’t even dare reveal to people my job title when asked, it’s shitty!! It’s a honest day’s work, but the feeling just sucked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what I want in life, in terms of career, but I just wanna find a niche I’m good in…and fuckingly, I’m still finding…!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what a “good” way to end January and set the tone for February. If anyone’s gonna ask me what I work as, I’ll just act blur. It’s nothing glam but nothing low-class. But I just don’t like it.&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/10663668-6327796349054922280?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6327796349054922280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6327796349054922280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6327796349054922280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6327796349054922280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5159496660785194569</id><published>2009-12-15T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:40:28.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming Xmas &amp; NYE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been super busy the last few weeks with don’t know what too!! Hahahah…everything is at hyper speed now, as we speak. Busying with the Xmas party is of the utmost agenda. The hotel room, the make-up, clothes, food, party games, prezzies, gift exchanges and all the co-ordination is going at a frantic pace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed I had been having lotsa fun gearing up for this big event. Spending lots of time and effort on the perfect gift for my loved ones and hunting down the best bargains too. My bank account has been bleeding profusely since the last pay slip came in. Oh my God, the money just gushed out like the rapids @ NZ!! Hahaha…And I dipped into my savings too. That’s the worst scenario ever!! Just saw the credit card bill, and guess what??!!…it’s a hefty $677.15!!!!!! The biggest ever bill ever amounted! Sian…now I also don’t know how to pay my dad..haiz…..Can’t wait for payday to come again!!! *wishing money can drop from the sky NOW!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to happy thoughts :). The Xmas party preparation is gonna be the biggest party yet, in terms of budget. This year, we really go all out. And here’s the “lovely” breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swissotel room - $36&lt;br /&gt;Gift exchange - $16&lt;br /&gt;Accessories from Chomel - $55&lt;br /&gt;Make-up &amp;amp; hair - $58&lt;br /&gt;Gifts for J&amp;amp;J - $53 (and counting)&lt;br /&gt;Gift for Irene - ??? (hmmm…most probably under $50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s already totaling up to a neat sum of $250. And I’m not even done yet!!!!!! WOW!!! That’s why I kept stressing, it’s gonna be the BIGGEST AND the most Expensive party ever organised by us. Hahahah…sad part is, it’s always the same people attending. It may be the most expensive, but it’s only big in spirit and not in numbers. Oh well, it’s the company that counts, and not the number of people I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even wanna top it up with a new pair of boots to complete my look (which I freaking have no idea how it will turn out…Egyptian eyes make-up, almost a black ensemble, some Japanese hairstyle, pink glossy lip-gloss, and finishing up with a body full or gold and silver giltters.) hmmmmm…….androgynous?? most likely… :p Seems like after checking my account, that boots just gotta wait for another year… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling the shopping bug catching on to me. Was shopping for sunnies and tried a couple luxe brands, like Dsquared and Police, and they looked darn good! Down side, Dsquared is $670 (before 30% off) and Police is way in my league @ $270. It’s very comfy but the price was super steep. So, gonna check out my neighborhood optical shops for Police sunnies and lock that into my company’s account. Kekekeek.. :p If not, it will be the Mercury Raybans (which is not what I’m expecting. I want an exact replica of what MJ wore in his music video…haiz…) @ $185, which I know can be lower even further. Good luck to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to buy this 2009. My intended purchases span from DSLR, to multi travel plans spread between the next 5 years, to luxe watches, to nice perfumes and sunnies, and back to my fav, clothes!!! Phew!!! What a year of fickle shopping lists…hahahahah…think I gotta start small and bring it up a notch when my pay gets better. Now, it’s back to planning my Xmas &amp;amp; NYE party and baking that yummy, rummy fruitcake!!! Yayz!!! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5159496660785194569?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5159496660785194569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5159496660785194569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5159496660785194569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5159496660785194569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/12/welcoming-xmas-nye.html' title='Welcoming Xmas &amp; NYE!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7171487778854123963</id><published>2009-11-15T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:39:11.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Sorts...You Asked For It!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been a boring week 46. The days sucked, and the weekends are worst! It practically rained the whole week, and when the sun shines today, I have no plans at all. Such a waste!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why I’m waiting earnestly for the phone call, that I know it will never come. What am I expecting from her??!!! NOTHING!! So, how come I’m still doing that man :( …..when every single close friend of yours are not available, even the slightest possibility will become a huge. I know nothing’s gonna happened, and jolly well know she’s not the type of girl I’m after. But she’s just there for the picking, you know what I mean?? Anyway, I realized after taking out Soon and Irene, I don’t really have much friends to go around…especially for a simple shopping trip or just coffee. I just don’t. Sometimes, you just wanna laze around a coffee joint and chat the whole day, but I just don’t have that (at the moment). Friends are getting few and far between, at a rapid pace. It’s even faster than deforestation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why it stuck my mind to work overseas and start afresh, in a new environment with new people with new setbacks with new experiences….new everything!! It’s just a thought, which can be fulfilled if I put my mind to it…(maybe I should sign up for the upcoming seminar on working in Aussie..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days were pretty insightful when I managed to speak to Soon on many topics affecting us. It’s a good heart-to-heart talk. How many friends can I do that??? Not much…and definitely less than 5. Names that I can ratter offhand now are Jo and Irene. That’s a pretty decent tally, but I hope I can expand the group size….at least when they aren’t around, I can have some alternatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been bothering me the past week and hasn’t been a delightful experience for me. When I begin to evaluate my life, it just crumbles before my eyes. It saddens me to see myself in this state. I wanna be happier, but it’s hard at times. My only hope now is 2010. And after reading my fortune for the impending year ahead, it looks pretty bright for me, both on the work front and love. Sounds too good to be true, but I rather take that in for now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really REALLY should forget about her (stop daydreaming, Nick!!!) and get my butt back on track. Focus on other issues and let it fade into the background…GOD, I NEED YOUR HELP NOW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-7171487778854123963?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7171487778854123963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7171487778854123963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7171487778854123963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7171487778854123963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/11/out-of-sortsyou-asked-for-it.html' title='Out of Sorts...You Asked For It!!!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5057690240837416573</id><published>2009-11-08T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:43:20.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>96 Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The 1st posting of November. What a way to start this month with a bang. My friendship with Alexis got an unexpected twist and just got tighter by an inch. It all began after a week Heejung left and I left a message on her &lt;em&gt;facebook&lt;/em&gt;. Well, she reacted in kind and left her number. I was just checking on her and seeing that she’s ok and coping well. It all started from then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked on the phone for hours in the weeks that followed and it was good. Suddenly, I became her new BFF. Then last Thursday, that phonecall changed my life for the next 96 hours. I was at work and got her call around 9.40am, (just stepped into office for just 30 minutes) and she told me she gotten into an accident, and asked me to call the police. But it was a fight that broke out between her and the landlord. Essentially, it’s money issues but the mutual respect was the main blame. I’m sure if Alexis was more tolerant and tactful, that wouldn’t have happened, and she could “happily” stayed there till 30th before moving out, and NOT moving in a rush in less than 72 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a mad rush for time and finding a place to stay in that time frame is ridiculous. I phoned all the contacts I have but eventually, her sister’s colleague ex-fiancé gotten the nice bachelorette pad for her. He was so nice and helpful. Anyone would have likened to him. Well, having a rich family indeed makes things less worrisome and everything was done by Friday afternoon. Yuppie!!! It was a really nice studio and she’s the bloody 1st tenant to move in!! hahahah… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I helped her with almost everything. From the police report, to the hospital, to finding the new place, to cleaning her old room, to making sure she gotten all her details right. And she’s really a sotong. She got a shorter memory than me!! Hahahah…so, I was there to take care of the whole situation, and putting in under control. It was an eye-opener for me, as I get to know the housing T&amp;amp;C, SingTel service blah blah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all the stuff for her to pack, so I just sit there and see. I even roped in my dad to help me get the boxes!! Kao!!…She doesn’t want me (or guys) to pack/unpack her personal stuff. I think this happens to all girls, not only Koreans. Anyway, I can’t be bothered with that. Better still, less work for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a tiring ordeal for both of us, especially her. I guess mentally she’s hurt and she’s in a daze most of the time….but after finalizing the housing, she’s much better. :) I, myself didn’t look good either. I slept late, and waking up early to go over and settle the loose ends. Just feel there’s a need to help her see through things. No matter what, she’s still a girl and in a foreign land…so as a friend, it’s only right to go the extra mile. (I promised HJ that I’ll take care of her…so, there I am, fulfilling that promise ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I’m gonna write an account for the last 96 hours, I think I can go on forever and write a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously even thought of starting a relationship with her, but I guess I couldn’t find the chemistry between us and we are poles apart. I reckon she sees me as a friend too, so there’s no ground to pursue this. For example, these 4 days we have been eating in restaurants and going by cab, and definitely taking a toll on me (even though I didn’t pay most of it). But still, the lifestyle is so different, that even by compromising, it will only be as good as it gets. I admit; it’s nice to feel rich and not worry about money. It really does. But, I can’t do it…I just can’t. To have her foot all the bills, just not gonna do it for me. And to eat at those places every single meal, is also a no-no. I guess you get my drift. WE ARE WORLDS APART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why, Justin and myself both agreed that, Singapore is not a place for her. It’s too Asian and there’s too many unsaid customs to follow and to comprehend. Our culture is not something she can adapt to and going back to America is still the best thing for her. I told her that during lunch today, and definitely will highlight to her when the time comes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just gotten a call from her earlier, and she’s gonna fly back to Korea tomorrow. I guess, she doesn’t have a choice and with her mom’s pressure, she definitely has to. Hopefully, everything will turn out fine and back to normal in a couple of weeks. For now, it’s back to taking the subway, hawker food and my trusty KDK fan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;p.s. my perception of busty girls has also changed, and becoming more “Westernized” after spending time with her. I guess, somehow I got brainwashed…I don’t know how, but I did. I don’t even glance at girls anymore. Hahahah…I’m truly listening to my inner voice and that attraction to American/Aussie accented English girls has just heightened to a new level. It’s no longer just boobs, and looks. Now, it’s just the nose and perfect English ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5057690240837416573?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5057690240837416573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5057690240837416573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5057690240837416573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5057690240837416573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/11/96-hours.html' title='96 Hours'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-2878699470678119908</id><published>2009-10-25T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:59:01.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth Skin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been hardworking today. kekekek…I’ve diligently used my body scrub, had my facial peel and mud mask. Today seems to be beauty treatment day! Hahahah.. :p But my skin’s in pretty bad shape, so I’m thinking whether to visit Dr. Seow for the Vitamin A treatment. Hmmmm…shall call up on Monday to make the appointment. I want my smooth skin too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So full the last 2 days and tipping the scales at 67kg…my heaviest in months!!! Lucky, the coming weeks, I’m stepping up my runs, so should lose the excess in 2 months. By December, I should be back to my slim 63kg.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-2878699470678119908?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/2878699470678119908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=2878699470678119908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2878699470678119908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2878699470678119908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/10/smooth-skin.html' title='Smooth Skin..'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-4244531929480106137</id><published>2009-10-21T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:19:15.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living behind those glasses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another emo-moment for me. As I’m writing this, I’m listening to &lt;em&gt;Officially Missing You&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Janice &amp;amp; Sonia&lt;/em&gt; and I realized loving someone ain’t so easy anymore. When you’re of marriageable age, you can’t love anyone anymore. You gotta plan for the future and whether this girl/guy is the one for you. You gotta screen the person to the DNA, and I’m dead serious!! Hahahah…to me, it is lah. I gotta know her family profiles, their medical background, her own health status, career, financial planning…blah blah…so it’s quite a major headache when you think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m just a worrier. I think and worry too much. I can no longer go with the flow. Time ain’t on my side man. 26 going on 27. It ain’t much but it’s 1 step further into adulthood, and it’s time I make more permanent decisions. For instance, my career. It’s not going anywhere and job hopping ain’t gonna help in the long run. I’m even contemplating to move overseas for work. A fresh start and the slower pace might be better for me, who knows?! I seek simpler life and starting a family there would be a nice addition to the picture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a roller coaster ever since the annulment. It’s even more topsy turvy now than ever. Hahahah…everyone been asking why I’m still going out with Irene, and my response has always been the same. But deep down, of course I know she’s still holding out for me, but I’m can’t reciprocate the love. It’s a struggle for me too, coz I can’t avoid her and she’s always there when you needed someone, for movies, dinners etc. So, who can I turn to, when all my friends are attached??!! And they still have the gall to ask me, “why you still going out with her?”…humbug!! Sometimes, seeing a familiar face makes my worries go away, so she’s the next best thing. I wanted to shun her, but it’s just not right. We can still be good friends though. So what’s going on in her mind is totally beyond my control…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was flipping through our courtship photos by accident. I was so much flesh-er!! Hahahah…and we looked so good together. :)…Thoughts ran wild, but I don’t wanna see myself becoming the monster again. Sometimes, I wish she didn’t meet me. Or, I didn’t go clubbing on the fateful night. Everything will definitely be different and who knows, she might already become a mummy. I guess, it’s her worst decision to have met me. Utterly waste of time..a time of her prime. If I can return that 3 years to her, I would…plus interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I kept complaining on having no girlfriend, I’m not even sure I’m up for it again. The whole courtship process, the whole getting-to-know-a-new-person process, is such a pain in the ass. I gotta fact find everything again, though I know I would be happy to do it if I’m in love with her. But it’s still a chore lah!! A whole new adaptation to one another’s habits, peeves, culture, can be very taxing. Falling in love can actually be very tiring and mental straining. All the chemical reactions in our body are going crazy just because of this attraction. It’s amazing, but is it worth it when all that reactions stop??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the perfect one comes along, what would my reaction be…………???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-4244531929480106137?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/4244531929480106137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=4244531929480106137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4244531929480106137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4244531929480106137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/10/living-behind-those-glasses.html' title='Living behind those glasses...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6818698528341370778</id><published>2009-10-15T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:00:29.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally succumbed to the temptation of NOT running. Kekeek…coz the omen is so CLEAR!! C is going jogging…I saw my folks jogging…and I even saw my friend, ALL at the same day!!….so it’s a sign that I must run loh. hahahah…but I think I misread it, coz I sustain injuries even before I started running. I strained my back when stretching and during the run, I strained the muscles behind my left knee. Wah lau, just 7km and I kana so many injuries. Bo hua man…but I felt refreshed after that..so naturally, I slept well too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The up side is, my appetite increased and ate like a pig!! Hahahah…next stop, wine feast tomorrow with Jo…yayz!!! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-6818698528341370778?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6818698528341370778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6818698528341370778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6818698528341370778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6818698528341370778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/10/run-for-life.html' title='Run for Life'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5126077638236725672</id><published>2009-10-10T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:38:18.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Withdrawal Part II...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saw a young Korean girl on the way back, and it immediately triggered my memories with my yobo. :( I’m still not adjusting back to reality and life without her. Give me time….lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m listening to Korean songs just to feel her presence here with me. It transports me back to our past events. Nice feelings all over… :) well, I guess she’s been a part of my life so long, that she truly meant something to me. Kudos to her, that I have the songs that she gave me…muack!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of missing her will fade eventually, but I know it just went deeper into my heart and missing her more. ;) Our memories will bring sooooo much more meaning in time to come. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5126077638236725672?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5126077638236725672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5126077638236725672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5126077638236725672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5126077638236725672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/10/withdrawal-part-ii.html' title='Withdrawal Part II...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7799431774347386862</id><published>2009-10-10T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:36:30.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Withdrawal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/StA5Yya91jI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DgYdM6Emeac/s1600-h/P1050438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390871851977004594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/StA5Yya91jI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DgYdM6Emeac/s400/P1050438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The activities in October had brought a great beginning to the month. Mostly it surrounds around Heejung, coz she’s leaving us and back to Korea. Time passes extremely fast the last 14 days. Before I know it, it’s her last 24 hours here…sob sob.. :( The emotions ran high for me, and practically I have no mood for work yesterday. I wanted to take leave but coz of my family dinner, there’s really no point. Somehow, I regretted it but it’s over…so no point crying over this. It’s the 1st time I feel sad when someone is leaving for good. I think it’s bcoz I know when she comes back, it will only be visiting and not permanently. So, I guess I didn’t get the same feeling when Yanfen or Jo left for Aussie in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really bonded tightly the last 2 weeks. Whenever there’s an empty slot in my calendar, I would think of her and meet up for dinner or something. Our friendship has accelerated and brought us close and I already started to miss her when I know I can’t see her till next May. Work was definitely not on my mind yesterday. There are only images of her. She’s been a great friend and I will never gonna forget her. Though I told her I will cry but I didn’t. The tears were welled up inside me and it showed on my face. There’s sadness written all over. But she kept her cool and smiled. Coz she knows we will meet again. That’s so philosophical, but I agree with a tinge of reluctance. I know she’s sad but she held it back, coz once it’s out, there’s no holding her back. I still sent her sms after we left and hoping she’s connected and indeed she was. She called and I was so darn happy!!!! We chatted a few and I know she’s gonna be ok, so that’s how it ended. :) I just wanted her to stay with us forever, here in Singapore….sob sob…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know she will leave one day, but I always hope that day will never come. As I’m writing this, the sadness is still in me, deeply not wanting to let her go. We hugged and I almost didn’t wanna let go coz I know it will be our last. I’m just reminiscing our good times and how it will be when we meet up again…definitely there will be longer hugs and kisses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know why Agatha doesn’t like the airport. Seeing your loved ones off is 1 of the hardest things. I HATE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next meeting my dear friend…&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yobo, WE ALL LOVE YOU HERE!!!!…I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Come back soon ok….!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-7799431774347386862?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7799431774347386862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7799431774347386862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7799431774347386862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7799431774347386862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/10/withdrawal.html' title='Withdrawal...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/StA5Yya91jI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DgYdM6Emeac/s72-c/P1050438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6490462685595717370</id><published>2009-09-29T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:57:05.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely getting married @ 35!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Disappointment, disappointment….it’s written all over my face :(….she didn’t turn out the way I wanted her to be. Firstly, she isn’t the same gal I saw in Facebook. Secondly, she turned out older than I thought!!! She’s at least 32, 33!!! Aaarrggghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW COME I GOT THE KNACK WITH OLDER WOMEN!!!!!!??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just knew that I wouldn’t have scored with a gorgeous, young thing in my lifetime. It’s always been like that all along. I thought I’d broken the curse with her, but apparently it’s still the same…*faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind the age, but why give people false hopes with that 2 photos!!!!!!???? I knew she played down my expectations of her, but to that extent??!!! It’s too much for me to swallow lah…but now I learnt 2 new things. When a girl doesn’t reveal her age, she’s 90% 30yrs and above. Secondly, when she said she’s normal looking, better believe her words!!! These are the 2 things I’ll remember for LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, she’s a friendly person (she even shaked my hand when we meet…wah lau!! I’m not your client leh..) and very personable. But the looks department is just very off lah…haiz…at least I met her early, and didn’t leave it too late in the “relationship”. That’s why I soooooooo relaxed with her today. normally, when I’m with a “real” babe, I’m more fake and forced. But with her, I’m totally ME…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL CHEATED!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m prettier than her today loh!!! At least I resemble 99% of what you see in my photos. Really a major setback for me in the dating field. I just couldn’t shake off the “older women” attraction. It’s not my fault that they keep coming to me….I want a young child-bearing girl!!! Is it too much to ask for???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the drawing board…………………………………………… sob sob……….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-6490462685595717370?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6490462685595717370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6490462685595717370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6490462685595717370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6490462685595717370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/09/definitely-getting-married-35.html' title='Definitely getting married @ 35!!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-1599467007475695633</id><published>2009-09-25T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:54:51.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SCORE A DATE WITH HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (PM Mood)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Need I say more??? Hahahaha…I’m totally elated when she finally said YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her a more concrete plan and indeed she went and checked her schedule (no more excuses this time), and it’s either Monday or Tuesday. I got exam on Monday, so she said Tuesday would be better coz of me and the tendency of her clients calling on Monday is higher…so Tuesday will be great. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though she told me it’s ok for now, and not guaranteed…but she said it’s 70% safe. So, I’m praying hard, her jackass clients don’t come calling her for meeting in the middle of our date. Or her office calling as well….*tolong tolong la!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna be a simple movie and lunch. But I’m all good for that. Nothing must fail on that day. And I’ll personally see to it. In the back of my mind, I’m already sizing up the location and rehearsing on what topics to say and stuff. I’m even more nervous now than my FYP presentation!! Kekeke…I’m just sooooooo happy la, so bear with it… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan finally work..i.e. a more firm-up plan, at least let her know when to make time for me is definitely a key to my success. I was banking on this, and if this fails, I’m out of ammo. So, I’m praying hard this date will turn fruition. I really want this to bear fruits man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood definitely lightens up after this great, big confirmation. Instantly, I just shine through my smile. Kekekek…don’t think I need to say more, until the date is over and I’ll have more to update….and also, I don’t wanna jinx it by writing too much…I’m &lt;em&gt;pan tang&lt;/em&gt;!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hope nothing will cock up…cross fingers*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-1599467007475695633?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/1599467007475695633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=1599467007475695633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1599467007475695633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1599467007475695633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-score-date-with-her-pm-mood.html' title='I SCORE A DATE WITH HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (PM Mood)'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5413347246455947419</id><published>2009-09-25T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:39:43.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Off? or Slow Down?? (AM Mood)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel that writing is the best form of release for me. I mostly write when I’m depressed, moody or sad. And by the gauge of the frequency I’m writing lately, you can tell that I’m in that state of mind constantly for the last 72 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no avenue to turn to, to express my inner feelings except by writing. Thank God for Yati, who hear me out last night, pouring my grievances to her and she received it with love and concern. That’s sweet babe, THANK YOU!!! I don’t wanna blare too much to my friends, as I would be repeating myself over and over again, which will make me evoke that same disgusted feeling a million times. So, here I am, writing about my 1-sided affair with her. *sigh…..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she blow hot, sometimes cold. The 1st 2 days was pretty fiery, but after that, it died down. I was wondering if I’m pushing too hard or what. Like what I gathered from her, she wouldn’t have the slightest clue if a guy is interested in her. Her 6th sense is like off all the time! Hahahah…anyway, it’s really no point mulling over this, over and over again when I didn’t even met her yet. So, I don’t know why I’m writing so much over an unreal person!! *sishh!!...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try again to ask her out for a movie, but this time round I’m gonna give her a title and the time frame. At least she has something to work with. If not, she will keep saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know leh…there’s too much to do…..I’ll let you know when I can ya.”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m getting bored and irritated in hearing this too many times, even though, in my heart, it’s true to the bone. I never once doubted her as she showed sincerity and “genuineity”. So, the trust has already formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna set my mind straight as soon as possible, so that I can move on to whether she’s the one or not. So, I hope she can give me an answer, or at least a clearer indication of whether we can have a date or not. I’ll only be waiting for that to happen…and I will only be giving myself 3 months to settle this. Yes or No…Easy? Simple? Not very…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*strangely, after spilling out my thoughts, I somehow felt lighter and ready to do battle again. Maybe I can tahan another round.. :p*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5413347246455947419?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5413347246455947419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5413347246455947419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5413347246455947419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5413347246455947419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-off-or-slow-down-am-mood.html' title='Back Off? or Slow Down?? (AM Mood)'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-2121448169097873893</id><published>2009-09-23T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:27:48.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did my folks communicated through their courtship??? Hmmmm…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After writing the post last night, I think I’m getting ahead of myself…being overly enthusiastic and overzealous about this so called courtship. I think I’m too eager to get into a relationship now, that I give my everything to be in one. No holds barred. But is the other party willing, or should I say, it’s all along been a one-sided affair??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there’s a tinge of flirting around, but the result wasn’t really sustainable. Coz we only communicate through MSN, and she got no handphone to text or call….so it can be quite depressing for the initial part of courtship. I’m sure given that convenience, I would have been in a better position to make this relationship mine. Everyday, I’m just waiting for her to come online, and for that few hours, I drilled in every inch of my mental strength into it, hoping the friendship will flourish to a meaningful relationship. But she’s online to work, all the time….though it’s clear she doesn’t neglect me, but I’m not getting a strong vibe that she’s REALLY INTO ME. You know that feeling in that tummy, when someone likes you??? Your gut feeling will tell you that, “Ya, she’s into me, alright!!”…but so far, there isn’t. I guess I’m too anxious to fast forward this relationship to blossom, and feeling miserable in the process. This is my one shot to love, and I ain’t gonna give it up, unless she spelled it out loud, that I’m not the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I’m trying hard to make that 1st date a reality, as soon as possible. As least, after that, we know in our hearts, whether it’s do-able or not. There’s so much flirting around online, it’s killing me not to be able to see her!! Or text her!! All I have is 2 beautifully taken photos…and there’s no frontal shot of it…haiz…different to gauge man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m feel so handicapped without technology these days. No handphone for courtship is a killer! I’m wondering how my folks did it when their time….maybe still use telephone and make arrangements ba. It’s so simple back then, but yet they are still so happy. Haiz……I wonder when will I finally get my shot at that…??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-2121448169097873893?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/2121448169097873893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=2121448169097873893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2121448169097873893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2121448169097873893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-do-my-folks-communicated-through.html' title='How did my folks communicated through their courtship??? Hmmmm…'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6666355804635416736</id><published>2009-09-22T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:40:07.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have a shot at love again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have been meeting amazing people of late. Namely, Nana and Feme. But Feme is the one that draws my attention the most. Kekeke…hmmm, I’m not sure if I’m being misled, but the feelings felt mutual and sincere. And if the photo is really what it is, then I’m in for a big treat, coz she’s a beauty!! ;) We are both Sagi and share the same type of humor, love peanut pancake and have digestive problems!! Hahahah…anyway, I already put the ball in her court and she seems to taken it, i.e. I’ve asked her out and she promises to work things out. Well, that’s a good sign. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m pretty sure there’s some sparks and flirting going on between us, and I really hope this relationship will flourish to something I would be proud of. It’s the 1st time I asked a girl (of her calibre) out, and she agreed. So, I guess it’s the start of good things to come. Really REALLY hope our date will come soon, coz I think I’m going crazy just by thinking all the possibility between us. One good thing is, throughout this time, I didn’t think of us breaking up (if we are together), so I guess it’s a very, very good thing. Coz I tend to deviate towards the negative part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t sleep last night after our conversation. Kekeke…I was so hyped up with excitement, and the prospects of meeting her just send the tingles down my spine. I rolled on my bed from 10.30pm, and finally got to lala land at 1am. It’s a good type of insomnia though…hahahah.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad part is, she doesn’t have a handphone, so kinda hard to keep in contact with her. So, I can only pray to see her online everyday. That’s our only form of communications. But, she got my number, so let’s just see…… :) (can’t believe it that I gave her my number on our 2nd conversation!!! Sounds despo hor!! :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**praying hard she comes online soon and hopefully, we can arrange our date in a couple of weeks time….**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**been floating to work today…standing tall and there’s a spring in my steps. Looking confident and sharp..everything I did today, just went perfect and I couldn’t get mad at anything. :p**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-6666355804635416736?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6666355804635416736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6666355804635416736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6666355804635416736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6666355804635416736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-i-have-shot-at-love-again.html' title='Do I have a shot at love again?'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8088546431979289277</id><published>2009-09-05T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:48:53.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Fortnight...but I'm SICK of my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was reading my past entries and searching for inspiration to write again. And on cue, it came. Hahahha…well, the past 2 weeks had been a hell-raiser. There’s the major event of the year, Soon’s wedding proposal, which I can proudly say, went “smoothly” as it should be. Hahahahahah…There’s hell of a preparation for us. From the scrutiny of details to making impromp-tu wet weather plans. It’s a MASSIVE project!!! Best part is, she didn’t realize it, when in the 1st place we thought she did and made a lot of changes…hahhaahah…that really made us cracked up. :p And the worst part is, I accidentally press the REC button and didn’t record the most important part of the proposal, i.e. the bended knee moment!!!!! SHIT!!! Lucky, we had 2 viewcams, if not, I would never EVER forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went well and that was really the highlight of week 36. There were the dinner dates as usual. Nothing fancy, just chat and dine. Lotsa laughter and smiles and good people. This left me wondering how long will this last. And right on, my calendar is blank for the month of September. Hahahaha…there isn’t any concrete plans marked out except for luncheon with Agnes. And besides that, I’m totally open. How I wish I can score a date with someone. At least that could bring some spice to my lonesome month. How I wish I can get that 1st date feeling of adrenaline pumping, hearting racing, back in my life…it’s soooooo hard…. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it takes to score a date with someone meaningful…and if so, where can I find such people. Singaporean girls are just damn stuck up la. No wonder guys are turning their heads abroad. Don’t blame us, check out yourselves ladies…To be fair, it’s only a handful, and I’m very sure the rest of our local babes are equally great. But it’s THAT handful, that spoil market loh…aarrrgghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop listening to sappy Korean songs and start listening to MJ again. It’s zapping the life juice out of me!!! Feeling all emotional again…sian loh…I NEED LOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrettably, I know I’m spreading my love to whoever I meet, and mostly to people who are “impossible” (but I keep meeting them!!! NOT MY FAULT!!). I think I’m so desperate to date, that I tap on anyone who interest me. I reckon that would lead to retribution…hahahahaha…well, I’m just sour that my status quo is so unreal and needs to be changed fast! And deep down, I know these people will not forsake their current lives to be with me, which I totally respect and envy. And also, deep down, I know Ms C will never go out on a date with me, even though she said, “I would love to but……” blah blah…all rubbish to me…She doesn’t wanna make empty promises and I know why, coz it will not look good on her and make her a liar. So, she’s just covering her own backside…CLEVER!!! *sssish!!!* I’m beginning to want to part ways, as things are not working out as well I wanted it to be. There’s only love from me and not from her. So, that’s what EMA is all about…I’m learning this 1st hand. It’s the 1st time the affair gets lousier treatment than the main lead. Hahahaha…movies/dramas not like that show wan leh…kekekeekek… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just hope something bright will happen in the last quarter of 09, and forget the 1st half of the year. If not, I think I would need a miracle to lift me out of this slump…as what Yati puts it, “if I can survive a divorce, I can survive anything!” hahahha…I need my babe in shining armor. WHERE ARE YOU??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve better. I need to put myself in perspective now. I need to get a grip of myself!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I suffered quite a bit in the love life, that I warrant a bit of leeway rite??? I’m now in TWO bloody 3rd-party-position relationship, and I don’t wanna have any part of it anymore!! I’m not getting the love that I truly deserve and I’m sure that’s what YOU want me to feel right?? I get what you mean now, so please let me off the hook ya???……I’m really suffering deep inside. I know you know it, soooooooo please don’t do this to me anymore!!!!!!! I surrender myself to you now. I CAN’T TAKE THIS NO MORE……..I can’t hold this façade any longer….I’m tired and fatigued from all the faces I put up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a long rest………..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8088546431979289277?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8088546431979289277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8088546431979289277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8088546431979289277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8088546431979289277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-fortnightbut-im-sick-of-my-life.html' title='A Great Fortnight...but I&apos;m SICK of my life...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5310902252083211781</id><published>2009-08-23T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:48:40.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Need to Tighten the Shoe String Budget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SpFWkYXFbvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IoqvZWdHPug/s1600-h/P1040804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373171013444267762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SpFWkYXFbvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IoqvZWdHPug/s400/P1040804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God’s been kind to me this week. Everything has been in my favor. All my activities went well and everyone had fun. I got my sun-kissed tan and had a great party yesterday for Soon’s birthday and also meeting up with friends for dinners and stuff. :) This will spill over to next week too, as my calendar’s been filled up fast since last week! Hahahah…I’m only left with a free day on Friday. Kekeke…I don’t know how long it will be open, but even it is does, I will need the day at home to recuperate from all that excitement and laughter. Kekekek…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending a lot lately, and especially last Friday where I bought on impulse $450 worth of facial products, which will reportedly last me for 2 years…I shall see about that. :(…I’m gonna tighten the tap and budget the spending for the next 3 months. Lucky, there isn’t much birthdays to celebrate, except for Jo’s. Other than that, I reckon there wouldn’t be any major outlay. I need someone to keep a close eye on my purse strings, or else it will fly out of my pocket as fast as it’s been credited into my account. Hmmm…“hopefully”, I can cap my expenses at $500 after the usual transport and allowances. That should leave me about $600-700 of savings. I reckon that’s a fair deal ya?! *praying very hard to achieve my targets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great thing that happened was learning about the correct techniques to Ultimate Frisbee. We were in awe when we saw some pros playing and the accuracy is impeccable. So, monkey see monkey do. I reckon we spent more than 6 hours imitating how they throw, and it wasn’t really smooth at first. Then came along Jess and showed us again how it is being done. And after a while, I gotta the hang of it!!! And like what they say, “the rest is history”. I’m totally SOLD by this new sport I picked up. Hahahah…I’m so hooked to it, I spent the remaining hour training on the technique. I’m super hyped up and already thinking when we should hold a Frisbee game as soon as possible!! I can’t wait anymore!! I wanna play now, as I write. Hahahah…so, I’m gonna recce where they sell this Frisbee and play as much as I can. ;) yayy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!! What a week…it’s been a slow week, but it gotta around pretty well. :)…hopefully this coming week will mimic last week’s fantastic run and keep this good momentum going strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5310902252083211781?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5310902252083211781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5310902252083211781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5310902252083211781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5310902252083211781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/08/gods-been-kind-to-me-this-week.html' title='The Need to Tighten the Shoe String Budget...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SpFWkYXFbvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IoqvZWdHPug/s72-c/P1040804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-4026368649803746569</id><published>2009-08-16T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:42:14.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deeper Meaning of "I Love You"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had dinner with Agnes, and as promised, we had hell of a crazy evening. Kekekek…the agenda was work, our personal lives and most juicy of them all, our LOVE lives. ;) Hmmm…I have been wondering why we are so close after just 1 meeting. We literally poured our hearts out in every dinner date. I guess, there’s no need to have reason for everything…especially life. There’s mutual trust and the friendship just blossom on an accelerated speed. Faster than a Lambo @ 320kph!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri saw me met up with Soon and Jess. Gave him his birthday present of 2 choices, and he gotten the dinner + tee/business shirt. Yet to accomplish, but there’s plenty of time to carry it out till the next birthday. Kekekek…we even went to look for proposal rings as well. It’s gonna be fast and furious for him in 2010. If everything goes well, we should be expecting the red bomb in the last quarter of 2010. Feel really happy for him. I think I’m even more gan cheong after he told me his plans. Mentally, I already mapped out an outline of the things to do/not do. Hahahah…He’s my blood brother for 14 years. How not to be anxious!!?? Wedding cakes, guest list, hotel reservation, photos, wedding gifts, the list just goes on forever. So, 1 year advance planning is just nice. WE GOTTA PLAN IT NOW!!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend’s been pretty packed as well. Went to buy party décor for Soon’s birthday. Pretty much gotten everything, just need to discuss with Jess on the actual day stuff, like food and timing. Oh well, it’s not the 1st time we’re doing this, but still there’s a tinge of excitement. :)…Most probably, the plan should flow like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10am to 3pm: Beach games &amp;amp; picnic&lt;br /&gt;3pm to 6pm: F&amp;amp;E cum surprise @ hotel room!!&lt;br /&gt;6pm to 8pm: dinner @ Vivo + cake&lt;br /&gt;8pm till late: either games in hotel room or clubbing @ Café del Mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how I envision, but how closely it can meet my schedule depends on the people loh. *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, the most fuzzy thing I gotten this week gotta be the sound of a grand-daughter saying to her grandma, “I love You”. Somehow, my eyes were brightened up when I heard that while I’m in the toilet..kekeke..I think her granny was leaving, and the kid just screamed out through the window, “I love you, Ah Mah”. Awwww….that’s so sweet…It melted my heart when I hear that. Indeed there’s still such love around, and I believe it should be the greatest one of all!! It’s not your BGR type, which is so flimsy at times. But love like this, is hard to see or hear nowadays. I hope the Gen Z will cherish their grandparents and parents, while they are still around and learn as much as they can. It’s the best gift that they can give you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-4026368649803746569?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/4026368649803746569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=4026368649803746569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4026368649803746569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4026368649803746569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/08/deeper-meaning-of-i-love-you.html' title='Deeper Meaning of &quot;I Love You&quot;...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-9085080144235737371</id><published>2009-08-12T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:10:05.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Should it be evoked by a sad song or a sad experience? I guess, for me it’s both. Last night, when I was repeating myself for the umpteen on my regret for treating Irene that way, I could feel my eyes welling up on cue. This is the part that always (I should say, almost) brings a tear to my eyes. Whenever I talk about this, the urge to cry is always there. There is no denying on that. But I guess I was in control all this while and the tears were held back. I’m not sure when will it flow uncontrollably in public. I just can’t tell. But I reckon it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending all my time with the gang really helps to soothe the lonely soul. Without the companionship, my mind will bound to wander to the unknown, and God knows when will I be back to reality. For the 1st time in years, I’m afraid to be alone. I wonder what will I become after all the festivities have died down. Aloof, silent, maybe grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking forward to the 2nd half of the year bcoz of all the celebrations, birthdays, X’mas, NYE…I’m somewhat glad it’s jam packed with all these stuff. There will be months I’ll be doing nothing but blog and blog…and there will be months I’ll MIA for ages. Hahahaha…that’s when you know I’m having too much fun ;). There’s so much to be done and the hot summer sun is dying down soon. So I gotta catch it before month’s end!! And that’s when autumn sets in, and the melancholy rhythm will be heard again. Everything will be slowed down, somehow or rather. It’s like following the footsteps of an old man walking through the park, on a well trodden path, full of fallen golden maple leaves. That image is firmly etched in the back of my mind all the time. I somehow feel I’m that old man. Given all he got and yet spending his last years, walking alone. His only companion, a trusty old walking stick. There’s no one in sight but memories that filled his days and nights with the minute of joy and laughter; doing all these, on an old rocking chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smirked when I see couples holding hands and showing PDA on trains, parks, malls and what have you. Honestly, I feel happy for them. Or maybe I just feel sad for myself. Being able to find a partner/companion isn’t as easy as all think. So, I always envy those who really did find their happiness and progress to start a family and enjoying the bittersweet of married life. I guess I will never experience such myriad of emotions in the years to come, or even in this lifetime. It will take a very “strong” woman to overcome my fear of commitment and the fear of the unknown. It will be HER, who will guide me through the thick and thin. It gotta be HER, who will be the pillar of strength for me, most of the times. So, it’s not that easy to find such a strong yet demure lady of my dreams. It never was, it never will, it never gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m pretty sure I’m getting depressed again if I were to carry on writing. But it’s the best avenue to express my deepest thoughts and vividly capturing my life experiences on this blog. Though it’s wildly imagined at times, but it feels like I’m already there in person. I’m beginning to feel like an old man in a young man’s body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just become a full-time author. Inspirations were gotten from the music I heard and the emotions I felt of late. The music really brings me back years ago and years ahead at the same time. It’s amazing what a few notes can do. The human mind is a power thing. It can make a person feel like a king in 1 second, and like a destitute in another. Try exploring it when you got the time and space, and I guarantee you, you’ll not be disappointed. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-9085080144235737371?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/9085080144235737371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=9085080144235737371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/9085080144235737371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/9085080144235737371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/08/tear.html' title='A tear'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-273392472212275417</id><published>2009-08-09T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T14:45:29.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look, New Beginning??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another week had just zoomed past. It’s one-week post-ICT. Nothing much has changed, but I’m loving the shock element I gave my agents and colleagues. Hahahah…Sharon couldn’t even recognize me!! Kekeke…I had given her that shock element, TWICE! 1st, was when I turned permanent staff. 2nd, was last Friday when I came back for the Be@m presentation. Kekekek…that was fun loh. :p With a short crop, a goatee &amp;amp; a darker tan can do wonders. Everyone is curious what happened to me for the past week, and the questions kept coming in fast and furious. Kekekek…I love that attention though. It makes me feel shiok and that people DO take notice of me. Low self-esteem can be sucky, so this really was a “treat” that I can enjoy, once in a while :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goatee’s gone, and it’s the new prim-and-proper Nick!! Short hair and smart looking. Apparently, Singaporean girls love guys with short hair, while Koreans (and the fanatics) like it long. Hmmmm…which demographics should I please??? Kekekek…how about the Japanese &amp;amp; ang moh? Hahahaha… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving the plans that are up-and-coming…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s gonna be G.I. Joe tonight, after the bbq at granny’s.&lt;br /&gt;Come Monday, will be a session of basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday will be the ever-elusive dinner with Yati!!&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday, will have my waxing session.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, will be holding a 1-to-1 dinner with Soon. It’s the birthday prelude dinner!!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday will be AHM 21km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next Saturday will be the birthday bash proper @ sunny Sentosa!!! So I’m gonna do the rain-rain-go-away prayer again…kekekek…it’s gonna be a fun-filled and packed schedule for the coming 2 weeks. This should make me less mindful of reality that has been taking up my brain space lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m really applying what I have been preaching all these years. “Take 1 day at a time.” By not thinking too far ahead, really keeps me sane. I’m trying very hard not to sway by focusing on the coming events. I’m not sure what/how I will be feeling next month, when all the events have dried up. Hmmmm…………………but that will be next month’s worries. Not now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**p.s. Agnes, I know you might be reading this, so I never forget our lunch date!!! Kekeke…I never put it in bcoz I don’t know which day are we meetin hor!! :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-273392472212275417?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/273392472212275417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=273392472212275417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/273392472212275417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/273392472212275417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-week-had-just-zoomed-past.html' title='New Look, New Beginning??'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-671839912417964299</id><published>2009-08-04T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T13:56:59.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th ICT 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week had been a week of reflections and gaining insight to my life, instead of doing physical exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the guys talk about their careers, their newly minted marriages, getting cars and flats. It’s rather sad to say the least, that I’m neither successful in either of that. My career is in limbo, no future partner in sight, and don’t even have to think of 4 wheels and a 4-room house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st time, I’m really reflecting on what I’m gonna do with my life. Though I have a job, it’s not really a field I can excel in. I might jolly well return to shipping. It’s where the money is. I can at least be an executive or even an Assistant Manager! But my concern now is, how to climb the corporate ladder with so much in my mind. I really don’t know what the future lies. Yesterday, I told Kelvin that I’m drained out just after 7 months, and contemplating a return to my old job. The stress level and workload is really intense. Not everyone can take it. That’s why I wonder how Gimmy tahan for 2 years. It’s plain insanity! Though the money is rather good (if you are high ranking), the responsibilities is equally “good” too. Everytime got courses, seminars and conferences to attend. Siao loh..work cannot finish, still must go this, go that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about relationships and marriages. Friends are tying up the knots like tying shoelaces. Fast and sweet. And wedding albums are sprouting all over the place. Malls, papers, and even facebook!!! I WANNA GET MARRIED TOO!!! I want to have a family and kids too…sob sob.. :( I yearn for a meaningful relationship, but can’t find the correct one to start with. I even thought of reconciling with Irene, but I don’t wanna go back to the devilish part of me, uncontrollably. I wanna be fair to her, as much as I can. Somehow, she’s someone I’m spending a lot of time with lately. She’s the only one who is available and accommodate to my timing, any day of the week. That’s sweet, but I don’t wanna take advantage of that too. I even siam her for some time, so as not to rely on her. But I can’t, coz she’s the next best thing, in terms of shopping-cum-eating kaki. I just went with the flow loh. Fuck care for now..as long we’re happy, I don’t really care now. But still, I will wanna find a partner to spend intimate time with. I need genuine love/passion. I need it badly and need it fast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t even mention about cars and flats!! I’m not even close…not even smelling it. Period!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…it’s been a great week though. Rekindling friendship and knowing new ones. I hope this will gain momentum for me. Job wise, getting better at it. Relationship wise, getting to know a girl, of coz! And when I get these both on track, the other 2 will fall in place in 10 years time..hahahhah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just don’t believe I can’t score a date, and blame me for being picky. Kekeke…it’s true. I’m indeed picky. I’m critical when selecting the future mate. Everything must be perfect, but I’m learning to compromise and forgoing the ones that ain’t important. But seeing other imperfect couples, it’s even more frustrating and pek chey on not finding the babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#%%^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;(*&amp;amp;^(**(*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*(*)&amp;amp;$%%#$###!@!@$%^#E%#$%!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please give me a real hug &amp;amp; kiss…………..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-671839912417964299?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/671839912417964299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=671839912417964299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/671839912417964299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/671839912417964299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/08/4th-ict-2009.html' title='4th ICT 2009'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-921583530334681874</id><published>2009-07-25T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T10:04:49.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy: A Poison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Getting emotional again…by the way I’m writing, I know it’s gonna be a damn long posting of me and my twirly, whirly roller coaster ride of sian-ness. Haiz….lost my edge again. For the umpteen times, I lost interest in love AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, though was a fun outing, I couldn’t swallow it down when they tell C that tonight gonna be a baby-making night coz she drank a lot. It just not right when you hear such things. It all boils down to jealousy. But, WHO AM I TO HARBOR SUCH FEELINGS??!! At that point of time, I just wanna go home and hide myself under the sheets. I felt limp all of a sudden. I lost interest in winning money, and my laughter becomes very superficial. And to think, I have to listen to such things over the course of the night, it’s a torture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like crying bcoz, why do I have to go through all these..??!! I’m eligible enough to find a single girl, but nooooo, I have to find those with other martial status in the dictionary. I’m just a man slut!!…Throughout the night, I was just hallucinating about how I would find a nice girl, settling down and put this behind me….all the way till I reached home. But it’s still a fantasy. I think I really don’t deserve such happiness anymore. Not ever since I destroyed someone else’s. I reckon this is what you called, trials and tribulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so near, but we couldn’t even share a single word. Not even a “Hi”. It was really dumb that we had to resort to sending text to one another. Even CW shared a moment with her. And I’m even dumb enough to think I would be able to share a private moment with her, even for a few minutes in the prelude to this retreat. I was really naïve. 27 years on and still thinking there’s a prefect outcome. Where the fuck have I been all this time??!!!!!! Fairy tales don’t come true. GET A GRIP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don’t know why I even bothered about this thingy. It’s really non-communicable, non-physical and we don’t even date!!! What kind of affair is it??!! Is there a name for it???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, there is. It’s called, “Get-a-life-and-get-yourself-a-woman syndrome”. In Chinese saying, simply put it…&lt;em&gt;fan jian&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how it feels like. A 2nd class citizen. I don’t think it’s even befitting to categorize me in that class. I’m worst than that. I’m like, 2nd class in a 3rd world country. Poor of the poorest. Totally rid of my dignity, pride and manhood. There ain’t anything worst than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially lost hope in love, and finding anyone in my lifetime. I’m sooo done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears welling, heart aching, body quivering. Is that what I should be feeling, for being in the position I’m in now? Or should I be feeling otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly need a love guru right now. hahahahah…I’m so bad in regaining my self-esteem right now, that everything is so meaningless to me at this very instance. I hadn’t had this feeling in ages. Not ever since the thought of annulling came to me. It’s a tough choice and bothered me in the months that came. This could take at least 6 months before I can regain my foothold and gain faith again. I’m so drama, but it’s true. I think Su can relate to me, perfectly. Coz she’s a drama queen too!! Kekekek… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this event can’t even get us talking, I don’t know what will. It should be clear to me all along, but I just refuse to take off that blind in front of me. But now, I think I know what I should do. Doing so much, but gaining nothing. A BIG FAT ZERO. Not even a hug, let along a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brain waves:&lt;br /&gt;***stop torturing yourself Nick!!! She ain’t worth all that trouble. Focus your energy on someone who’s worth all your love and passion. Go out and meet new girls and have the guts to talk to them/date them. Have balls my friend!! Stop wallowing up in self-pity. Be a man!***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-921583530334681874?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/921583530334681874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=921583530334681874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/921583530334681874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/921583530334681874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/07/jealousy-poison.html' title='Jealousy: A Poison'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-3133066224571372188</id><published>2009-07-23T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:02:21.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitching, Gossip, LOVE, Disappointed, Hatred...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week is the BEST!!! I’m only writing bcoz it’s only the day I’m NOT having a date of sorts. Hahahah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, met up with the beloved Agnes for dinner and a eventually, it turned out to be a bitching good time!! hahaha…we poured out our life stories in the short 3 hours and gained insight on one another’s life and personality. It’s such a fuzzy feeling to have found another listening ear. Yayy!!! :) And I’ve freaking no idea why I told her so much in 1 session, that I could have told Jo in many. Kekeke….I guess, to find someone to talk to, nowadays, can be an uphill task. Everyone’s busy and buzzing with their own lives. It’s tough!!! Girls are just better listener than guys. PERIOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So came Tuesday. Met up with Ben and Shang for our usual dinner and kopi session. Food’s great but the tea is a ripped off!! Hahahah…rather pay 80cents and drink at kopi tiam. :( …Anyway, just found out Ben’s gonna propose this coming October in Japan to his 1yr old girlfriend. It’s kinda fast but who am I to say, when I myself did the exact same thing 3 years back. He’s adamant and our advice just fell on deaf ears. But I guess he’s more level-headed than me, so he should know what he’s in for. And Shang, already proposed, popped a $9K diamond ring, quit his job and further his studies. Cool thing is, knowing that he’s gonna be the ONLY professor friend I would EVER make in my lifetime. Hahahahah…he’s gonna be NEO. The ONE!! The one who will make the 1st $1,000,000!!!! Hahahahah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a honest note, when they told me then, I felt like I’m gonna lose another 2 more friends to marriage. They thought I’m just be emotional and paranoid, but they don’t know what the marriage thing's gonna do to them loh. Though I gave them my blessings, but deep down, I know I’ll see less of them and losing my circle of close knitted pals to this inevitable cycle of life. Another thought also came to mind. Get a girlfriend and settle!! It’s easier said than done. Somehow, I feel like a lone ranger and don’t really yearn for company, but on the other hand, keep complaining about the quality ones are already snapped up. Anyway, I’m a born contradict. Target for 2nd half of 2009 still remains the same: find me a girlfriend/companion…whatever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, came the mid-week delight: My bi-annual meet-up with Jo, Shan and Chrisen. We really were a rowdy bunch. We laughed and made a huge racket wherever we went. Hahahah…it was fun poking at each other, and it made us young again. The feeling of seeing old friends rekindled the kind of feeling, you can’t get anywhere. And all of us agreed. :)..I really wished time would stop for us last night. We could just talked for hours and hours. We were only let down by time and our day job. We shared interesting facts, gossips and the usual girly stuff. And Shan is our clubbing queen!!! Yayy!!! Hahahaah….she’s the grand master of cheong-ing now. Shi fu!! Kekekeek… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that our gathering will increase in size and shorten the frequency, will ya?! 2 years is a freaking long time leh…at least make it ½ yearly man…ok?? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Friday but the special one is sick and it’s still 50/50 whether she’s going to the gathering. I’ve been longing for this day since 2 weeks back. And now she’s down with the bloody flu bug..Humbug!!! It’s just not fair!!! Why do YOU have to deprive me the only time I can see her!!??? Is it Your way of telling me to back off?? Then please get Cupid to do his job, and I shall be on my way!!!! Aaarrrggghhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m depressed, sad, annoyed and practically listless that I lost my mojo. Haiz….I don’t ask much, but still such a joke has to be played on me, time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m lost………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICT’s looming and to hell with it. What I’m gonna write (or thinking to write) is so anti, that I’ll be arrested if they read it. So, please use your imagination and the superlatives that I will use to describe it……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a more fruitful August, and the impending Halloween party that we’re gonna organize. Red indians and cowboys??? Kekeke :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-3133066224571372188?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/3133066224571372188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=3133066224571372188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3133066224571372188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3133066224571372188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/07/bitching-gossip-love-disappointed.html' title='Bitching, Gossip, LOVE, Disappointed, Hatred...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5750598860511902554</id><published>2009-07-15T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:42:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding a girlfriend is HARDER than finding a JOB!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Received a call from Yanfen last Tuesday. And guess what?! She rang just to ask me whether I wear boxers!!?? What the  HELL!!??? Hahahah…I reckon it must be on sale, that’s why she rang to enquire about my size…kekeke…anymore, she told me bcoz she can’t buy for a guy friend, so I was the alternative. Oh, what the heck…I’ll wear anything that’s from the heart &amp;amp; FREE!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going back on the dot lately and I’m wondering is it a good thing or not. Work wise, it means either business’ bad or we are darn efficient. Hmmm…it’s a bit of both ba. Social wise, have been arranging dinner dates with my pals and it’s been fruitful. Exchanging experiences and gossip. It’s like renewing our friendship. It’s a great feeling and hope we can do it more often…but deep down, I know it’s gonna be tough. I don’t know when will be meet again, so it could be months or even years when we do meet up for a meaningful chat. Anyway, I don’t bother to think so far ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is yet to pass, and I’m already feeling I’ve been working for the longest time here. I totally enjoyed my time and the company. Everyone is great and the best time that happened. I know I know…I have repeated this over and over again. But it’s the fact!! Sometimes, how I wish someone isn’t married, and I would stand a chance to win her over. But the truth is always bitter. Why do I have to fall head over heels with the wrong status quo??!! Haiz……sometimes I even contradict myself. I yearn for affection, but yet afraid of commitment. I think I’m still not ready for a relationship yet or will I be ever ready??? This question has been ricocheting in my head for the past few weeks. I don’t know how long can I hold this man. I need a companion badly, but where/how do I get one??!! School didn’t teach me how!!!!! Hahahaha….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need a lesson on courtship. I’m really a novice in this man. All my relationships are based on friendship. I have never courted a girl out right. It’s so pai seh!!! Like what Soon told me, “..must be thick skinned..”. I guessed the reality of me remaining a bachelor well into my 30s, is soooooo real now. I’m really becoming scared now..hahahah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd wish for this year is getting a companion or at least a close girlfriend that can blossom into something fruitful. Haiz……wish my luck folks ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5750598860511902554?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5750598860511902554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5750598860511902554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5750598860511902554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5750598860511902554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/07/finding-girlfriend-is-harder-than.html' title='Finding a girlfriend is HARDER than finding a JOB!!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7714649166612214513</id><published>2009-07-05T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:40:51.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Sunday.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wah, the netball game was just the exercise I needed after 2 months of inactivity. The slack that I’d given myself is beginning to piss me off. AHM’s coming and still yet to clock the 10km mark. I think I will just die there man. Hahahaha…bloody buck up and start running again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body’s slightly aching, but that’s the kind of pain I’m yearning for, for a long time. I love the aftermath of a good workout. The soreness in the muscles just makes me feel ALIVE!!! SHIOK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Justin today and managed to celebrate his birthday as well. Great timing bro!! Hahahah….we went shopping and finally gotten my Pedro Oxford’s. Bloody hell, go there a zillion times but never notice that pair. Dumb ass!! Bought it straightaway but wrong size….stupid!!!! Thank God I rope in my sis to exchange it for me tomorrow…kekekek…my mind just went dumb as leather will expand after time. IDIOT!!! Anyway, it’s a great Sunday, even though it rained the whole afternoon and night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My D&amp;amp;D ensemble is almost complete…still left with the ever-impossible-to-find brooch. Guess I really have to make a trip down to Chinatown and Bedok to find this treasure of mine. Wish me luck!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-7714649166612214513?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7714649166612214513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7714649166612214513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7714649166612214513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7714649166612214513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-sunday.html' title='A Great Sunday.. :)'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5880459687130546280</id><published>2009-07-02T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:21:51.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report Card for 1st half of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just popped by my blog &amp;amp; saw that in the month of June, there’s only 1 entry…hahahaha…wayyyy below standard…kekeke :p…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shopping trips had really taken a toil on me. Been crazily hunting down items for my D&amp;amp;D. Still left with the elusive crystal encrusted flower brooch that would instantly jazz up my outfit. And the most irritating part is not able to buy a pair of shoes that fits me!!! Aaarrggghh!! Got money but cannot buy. I could easily splurge on 2 pairs of Onitsukas and 2 pairs of Oxford’s, but I can’t :(….back to square one. Only left with 2 weeks and still left dangling with the missing items, it’s bloody frustrating. I don’t wanna spent my weekends shopping, and yet can’t find anything. I got better things to do loh…like swimming, seeing my granny, TV and MSN with Ms C. SHIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C and I got pretty tight lately and it’s a nice feeling but in the back of my mind, I just refused to admit this would not last. Stubbornly as I might be, both of us know the outcome will be empty, but still pursue it, regardless. She’s the one who tell me to find my own happiness, as she knows she can’t fulfill the “full” package of a partner. We both totally understand, but I guess I’m just stubborn. I just know I’m happy right now and don’t want it to end. Being single and with no love interest can be depressing and boring, so she came in at a right time, and it’s mutual. No harm done, so far. *cross fingers*. Anyway, we both agree that when the time comes for us to make a decision, then we will make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has been great as of now, but I hope the 2nd half will be even better. Love interest would be my main concern, since I’ve secured a job. Hahahaha…Like they say, having all the money in the world, but no one to share the happiness with, is really a very sucky thing. I’m full of love and willing to give it whoever dares to cross the boundary. I’m ready for a new relationship…I’M READY FOR YOU. Bring it on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........but I still love my baby girl…. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5880459687130546280?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5880459687130546280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5880459687130546280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5880459687130546280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5880459687130546280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/07/report-card-for-1st-half-of-2009.html' title='Report Card for 1st half of 2009'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-4859710400862024388</id><published>2009-06-14T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:49:40.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My grandpa had gone for 15 days and everything is pretty much back to “normal”. The mourning is over and everyone’s concentrating on my grandma’s well-being and visiting her as often as possible. Somehow the passing of my grandpa brought the family closer and I got to know my cousins even better now. So I guess, it’s a good thing….and that’s what he wanted also. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, I’d been indulging on good food and spending readily. It’s unwise and I really gotta get back to being prudent again. I need my trusty diary to record my expenses. That should get me back on track real fast. Rich food can really clog up the arteries, you know. Hahahhahaa…bland food can also be tasty as well!! Will have to go on a cheap and good diet for the coming weeks. I’ll only allow myself to let go in the weekends, if necessary. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten my 1st pay cheque and the itch to spend is getting horrendous. Everything I see, I have to get it. It’s not as though I can live without it, it’s actually quite essential. Like a good selection of tees, and shoes. I really need to do a mass exodus of my wardrobe, before putting any fresh clothes in. My bar seems about to give way any time soon man. Saw some nice tees at a local designer shop @ Iluma, and Bugis Junction. It’s on sale, and it’s so damn nice!!! And shoes, so they are so darn important as well. I totally need brown loafers and Oxford’s. Those will really complete my look!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowdown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tees:&lt;br /&gt;1. Iluma – 3 for $45&lt;br /&gt;2. Bugis Junction - $35 per piece…about 3 required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes&lt;br /&gt;1. Pedro&lt;br /&gt; - brown loafers for $93&lt;br /&gt; - brown Oxford’s for $126&lt;br /&gt; - grey Oxford’s for $123.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could easily spend $600 today. Just one trip!!! But taken account of my free-spending ways these few days, I decided to pull the reins and reconsider. It’s a huge outlay and I think I’ll feel the pinch. Maybe I would need MORE criteria tagged to my selection before opening my wallet. Thank God I don’t have much of a shopping mood and splurge today, if not I would have bought the brown Oxford’s back. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, the biggest change is to my D&amp;amp;D outfit. Most probably going the geek chic way. And also bcoz after some great suggestion from my friends. So, geek chic it is!! So, that will need additional attire and will set me back by a neat sum. Hopefully I can do it within a $100 budget. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Items required:&lt;br /&gt; 1. black rimmed glasses&lt;br /&gt; 2. black or grey vest&lt;br /&gt; 3. maybe a hair setting session @ a salon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do w/o the salon, but I would need lotsa gel man…way lot!! Kekekeke…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that’s what been happening for the past month or so…keep on reading for more updates.. ;) I’ll do so if I’m not busy on weekdays…I’m doing OT every single day, so pray hard I’m free..kekekeek…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-4859710400862024388?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/4859710400862024388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=4859710400862024388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4859710400862024388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4859710400862024388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-grandpa-had-gone-for-15-days-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8536533882751487734</id><published>2009-05-21T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:00:03.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking News!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had the biggest shock yesterday when I read the emails. MT is gonna be promoted!! WHAT THE HELL!!?? On what grounds, may I ask??!!…to me, he’s just slack and knows when to do what, that’s all. Maybe he’s a ball sucker, so that’s why. Maybe, just maybe it’s bcoz of his capabilities, which I couldn’t see, that projected him into the managerial position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that’s just the beginning of this snowball. The repercussion leads to Gimmy redeploy back to HQ, and me holding the fort in time to come. Even KG will only be there for once or twice a week. Oh man, what news when the excitement of new working partner is still so raw. The thought of rotating staff is so enticing that, as fast as it comes, it died down fast too. It’s a BIG BLOW to me loh. I thought I would have lunch kaki, but now it seems that I would have to lunch-in for the time I’m working here. Haiz…….sian…..it’s tough working when there’s help around. Imagine when there isn’t any. It will be a mental house, I tell you. I reckon my OT claims will be so high, it could make up 50% of my pay!! And it will be all too easy to hit that target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the time I share with Gim, and the working relationship we had built over the last months. We had everything going for us…and this just have to happen. Well, in a career prospects viewpoint, it’s a good move for both and I should congratulate them. But on a personal level, I just wish he didn’t have to move back. We both share the same mindset, i.e. workaholics, and share the same chemistry. I’m still skeptical whether I can form a great partnership with KG, but time will tell and I hope I’m prove wrong….really, I really hope so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8536533882751487734?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8536533882751487734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8536533882751487734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8536533882751487734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8536533882751487734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/05/shocking-news.html' title='Shocking News!!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7540499557541918675</id><published>2009-05-17T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:53:06.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Love at the Wrong Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don’t know what got into me lately. Involving myself with unrequited love is just a big no-no. Though deep down, I can sense there’s a tinge of liking of me to her, the status quo is just impossible. Why am I always getting myself in such predicament? It’s like forcing a square block into a circle jigsaw. It’s just silly!! The correct thing to do is to back off and change my target. Somehow I just have a thing for girls who aren’t single. I JUST CAN’T EXPLAIN IT. I don’t purposely find them. They just appear in my life. We ended up acquainted and become close friends. That’s good, but my over-zealous of spreading love just isn’t in control all the time. Spreading to the wrong person is just a waste of time, but I can’t help it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I’m single and no one to inject my love into, makes me wanna find someone close and spoil her silly. I know there’s not gonna be any outcome, but I still do it nonetheless. People might ask me why waste time and should change to more viable targets, but the fact is, there isn’t any targets available!? And in Singapore, it ain’t easy to find someone I’m comfortable with and have loads to talk about. It might come to a point that I may have to join the SDU, find a foreign bride or stay single all my life. It’s not impossible, by the way things are churning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, after the 1st marriage, I’m afraid of commitment already. Having to face up in-laws and her relatives, ain’t gonna be an easy task. It’s the rite of passage, but it ain’t gonna work for me anymore. I can’t be hypocritical for the sake of things. I’m just like that. I don’t like to entertain people whom I have no dealings with and often wants my respect. I can’t do that. If you want me to get a girl with conservative background, I will definitely think twice about marrying her. I’ve done that, and don’t want to repeat it again. There’s nothing wrong with it, but it’s just not my “cup of tea”. Marriage is not a union of 2 persons, it's a union of 2 families and its extended family. Think about it, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having too much affection to give, who should I give to and still receive it back in kind?? I’m in a lost. How I yearn for a relationship, but all the nitty gritty details of courtship is just sickening to the core. If things can be simpler, all will be too easy and I’ll never gonna cherish her. I’m such a contradict! I’m even pissed off with myself at times. I don’t even know what I want. Such a letdown at times. WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they always say, “Have girlfriend also headache, no girlfriend also headache”. Hahahah…people or should I say, man, is also very fickle minded. When they have it, they complain. And when they don’t, they also complain. Such a wuss. I think I fit in perfectly in this category. Hahahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I’ve a job, my mind automatically channels my energy to finding a mate. I reckon it’s hardwired in our hard-drive. It’s instinct. When you have food, you will want to find a mate. It’s the same in the modern times. When you have a stable job, the next progression is getting a wife. It’s that simple. Basically we don't deviate too much from our ancestors 2 millions ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about the future, and I don’t wish to know. But I truly hope there’s a silver lining for me to look forward to in years to come. I know deep down, I do yearn for companionship, especially when the surrounding people are tied down with their careers and family. It’s a natural progression. I don’t and can’t blame them. They are just heeding the call of nature to reproduce. I do hope SHE can come sooner than later, kill my boredom and let me feel loved again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-7540499557541918675?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7540499557541918675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7540499557541918675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7540499557541918675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7540499557541918675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/05/finding-love-at-wrong-places.html' title='Finding Love at the Wrong Places'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-2981376846065812812</id><published>2009-05-14T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:13:45.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturity vs Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week has been great so far. And it can only get better. :) I guess after dishing out the “orientation pack” (the name that my Auntie Irene gave for the sweets I gave) to my colleagues, that should strengthen the bond between them and me. And I totally love that idea!! Giving joy now has just become my priority…hahahhaah…I felt so relieved and delightful after doing that deed. It’s like I’m floating. Deep down, I’m just glad my integration into the team is quite seamless, thanks to my auntie and Gimmy. Both should have bridge the gap for me, so I’m very happy to have them as my mentors. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Miss Japan again and the femininity she eluded proved that, once again I’m attracted to maturity than cuteness. It’s the old age question of maturity vs youth. I can’t explain it, but I keep attracting older women and I totally have a thing for them. It’s the aura of maturity and ageing (sometimes it’s the wrinkles that add to the whole look…laugh lines can be sexy too) that keeps me from wanting them. It’s like a drug and you can’t kick it away. Cuteness can only bring you so far, but to be mature and able to hold oneself, that’s not every girl can. So if I come across any of them, I’m totally in awe and worship them…hahahahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD week and I’m TOTALLY looking forward to the weekend!!! Yayyy!!! So much to buy and check out…here’s the list and you might want to give some suggestions.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jacket for D&amp;amp;D (buy or rent…)&lt;br /&gt;2. Brown Oxford’s&lt;br /&gt;3. Brown loafers&lt;br /&gt;4. Brown belt&lt;br /&gt;5. Cuffed shirt (yellow, pink, white…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that’s enough for this week…and I should check out &lt;em&gt;Tampines 1&lt;/em&gt; next week!! Swee!!!&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/10663668-2981376846065812812?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/2981376846065812812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=2981376846065812812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2981376846065812812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2981376846065812812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/05/maturity-vs-cuteness.html' title='Maturity vs Cuteness'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8584127136791057801</id><published>2009-05-10T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:22:42.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time round, my forgetfulness has really done the deed. I've forgotten my colleague's mum had passed away and still wished her, Happy Mummy's Day and that she must be having a great time with her....WHAT THE FUCK!!!! That was the 1st reaction I gave myself when I realised it...What stupidity loh...she might think I'm super insensitive, but I swear I didn't do it on purpose. Long time friends who know me, knew that I have short term memory..so they can vouch for me. I hope my friendship with my colleague has not been jeopardised bcoz of that, even though she didn't blame me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since afternoon, I've been feeling very bad about the whole incident. I felt like an ass!! I swear I'll forever remember this day and keep it firmly etched in my mind. Stupid brain!!!.... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8584127136791057801?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8584127136791057801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8584127136791057801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8584127136791057801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8584127136791057801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day_10.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day?'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-4469080249760564028</id><published>2009-05-10T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:10:37.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrinkles &amp; Dry Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think this posting gonna kill all my readers out there. My mum said I got wrinkles, and I have more than her when I smile!!! Hahahahaha….She said bcoz I’m losing weight all that fats have been displaced and nothing filled the void, so the lines are super obvious. Kekekek…I just told her I’m showing signs of wisdom. Hahahahahah….Anyway she’s right lah. Do you ever see a fat person with wrinkles?? No rite…so it’s just plain obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, during dinner, my auntie commented that my skin is dry and need moisturizer and sunblock. Wah!!! Like that she also can tell. Power loh!! I reckon it’s bcoz of my Saturday’s swim that made it even obvious. But then again, she got a point. So, I said I’m gonna moisturize and apply sunblock religiously from now on….except when I swim and exercise. Kekekeke :p it’s such a hassle to apply all those yucky stuff on my face. I’m an au naturel guy, so putting those stuff makes me feel very eeky. YUCKS!!! Anyway, if it’s just moisturize and sunblock, then that I can do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be a good boy from now on… :p listen to your mummy and you’ll never go wrong. Happy Mummy’s Day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-4469080249760564028?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/4469080249760564028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=4469080249760564028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4469080249760564028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4469080249760564028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/05/wrinkles-dry-skin.html' title='Wrinkles &amp; Dry Skin'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6924401986626372687</id><published>2009-05-09T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:46:21.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Induction Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This has been a hell of a week. Ever since I turned permanent on Monday, I’ve been super busy. It’s as if the last 4 months is just an illusion and what comes after that is the true test of grit and perseverance. I’ve been doing OT almost every single day. Though I’m not complaining, but I’m wondering how much longer can I take this. I didn’t know what I’m in for when I signed the papers. The workload was easier, but after I signed on the dotted line, it seems that the magical moment has burst and welcome to misery. Hahahah… :p haiz……don’t know whether to smile or cry. Oh well, I’ll take it as a challenge and see how far I can push myself. Just like how I completed my last 2 marathons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET’S DO IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the stress kicks in, the yearning for alcohol heightens. Gotten my fix with Charles and what a relief it was. Beer and fried chicken wings…yummy!!! Doing this once a fortnight could do the trick for me. Any more than that, I will go broke. Kekekek… :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-6924401986626372687?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6924401986626372687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6924401986626372687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6924401986626372687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6924401986626372687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/05/induction-week.html' title='The Induction Week'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7032676399597027727</id><published>2009-05-01T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:25:42.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOING BOING...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My &lt;em&gt;adidas Cumulus&lt;/em&gt; just went BOING-ing away when I laced them up. Bloody hell, I felt that I’m bouncing on a ball!!! It gave me the headaches for the 1st 2.5km and after which, I slowed down my pace to minimize the BOING-ing. It’s plain crazy!! Hahahah…shouldn’t have bought such high cushioning type. Maybe my next shoe will be a mixture of stability and cushioning…I think that should do it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-7032676399597027727?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7032676399597027727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7032676399597027727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7032676399597027727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7032676399597027727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/05/boing-boing.html' title='BOING BOING...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8020101812075016966</id><published>2009-05-01T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:12:56.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Upright Again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Done and dusted. Finally after 7 arduous months without a job, it came full circle and offered a permanent job in my current company. The 1 person I must truly thank (from the bottom of my heart) is my senior, Gimmy. I reckon, without his persistent recommendation, I wouldn’t have gotten it on my own merit. Ever since I was told I would not be offered this role, months ago, I had already given up…except for him. That’s why I’m really grateful to have met such a great colleague and now, a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God must have given me a benefactor, in the shape of Gimmy, to help me tide through these tough times. And indeed it does soothe the occasional mental breakdown and his on-going encouragement has really helped tremendously. What made yesterday a great day was, I’m offered 2 jobs in a space of a few hours. And today, a possible 3rd. I’m really flattered that people are seeing me as a hard-worker and able to contribute consistently. Especially I was touched and humbled that the previous offer I turned down, was actually impressed during my 1hr time with them and on the spot offered me. If that is not good enough, when I rejected them today, the manager even called, hours later, to offer me the job with open arms if I were to change my mind. Suddenly I’m at the top of the world, and for no apparent reason! Life can be playing a trick on you and the highs and lows can have devastating effect on one’s sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And instead of floating upwards after signing the letter, I told myself to be composed and keep my feet firmly planted on the ground. I guess it’s becoz I’d gone through so much that I only want to work hard and have a simple life. All that raw excitement has to be placed in the backseat for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just glad I get a decent job and able to provide for my family again. That has always been my proudest moment, i.e. to be able to contribute to the daily expenses and take care of my family. I guess that’s what pushed me to get a job on a permanent basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe becoz some romance has been flying around the atmosphere that made my luck changed for the better. Good vibes have been coming off the right way and hence portraying me in the right/good light. But no matter what is the cause, I’m sure glad to have a job in this time of need. Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else matters more than drawing a salary and resuming my dignity to its rightful place. A man with no job is like a pugilist without his skills. He’s crippled and forever unable to stand tall with his head held high. That’s the feeling I have for the past ½ year. I feel so small and unwilling to walk the streets, fearing that I would bump into familiar faces, and not knowing what to say when asked about my current status quo. To me, I’m just ashamed to face it, but it’s still a decent job and revealed it nonetheless. It’s difficult to walk among people when you’re jobless. Your confidence takes a beating and your self-esteem just went from 0 to another record low. It’s off the charts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure if anyone reads my blog, but I would just wanna give thanks who have supported me throughout this ordeal and help me tremendously and keeping me sane. I swear I would have gone to depression if I were without these people. But I’m sure my willpower isn’t that bad either. Kekeke…Positive thinking does really helps to keep your sanity in check. Without that, my mind would definitely give way months back.&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/10663668-8020101812075016966?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8020101812075016966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8020101812075016966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8020101812075016966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8020101812075016966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-upright-again.html' title='Walking Upright Again..'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-2918296772691567081</id><published>2009-04-24T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:09:45.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni Degree: Necessary or Junk??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is getting a university degree easier now than compared to 7-8yrs ago? I feel there’s a tinge of YES in my mind. Coz everyone is taking this paper qualification and passing it without breaking a sweat. Or maybe the institutions that they enrolled themselves in, are of sub-standard quality? Or maybe, just maybe, that I underestimated myself and my learning capability?? Kekekek…I beg to differ but really, maybe I’m really that stupid. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Justin is contemplating to taking his Masters next year, which I feel it’s a good thing but not necessarily useful if you’re not successful in your job. You may be over-qualified for that position that you so dearly wants, but you are deemed “too good” for it. That’s why getting such a high level of education may defeat the purpose, unless you really are interested in the course of studies, then yes, please do ahead and satisfy that thirst for knowledge. Unless you’re hungry for success in the corporate life, then getting that cert is important to ease your way up the ladder. Coz I always feel that you can’t have a clerk holding a Masters while his boss is only diploma, right??!! That’s the case in my previous job. But then again, they will argue that experience counts. So, my point is, getting experience is more relevant in the working life than chasing paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to weigh the pros and cons. If you feel you need this to succeed, then you have my utmost support…but if not, then getting a Bachelor is more than suffice in the working world…at least in our time. 10, 20yrs down the road, it might be a different case altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-2918296772691567081?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/2918296772691567081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=2918296772691567081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2918296772691567081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2918296772691567081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/04/uni-degree-necessary-or-junk.html' title='Uni Degree: Necessary or Junk??'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6359100746728569945</id><published>2009-04-19T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:51:14.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picturesque!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wasting a perfectly good day is a SIN!! And today is 1 of them. The blue sky, the bright green flora as backdrop is so vivid and vibrant that I wish that scene could just stand still forever. It’s so picturesque. But, I just couldn’t bring myself out of the house!! Hahahah…lazy me.. :p The weather’s best to go for a swim, a jog or just laze around in the sun @ &lt;em&gt;Fort Canning Park&lt;/em&gt;!! I even thought of going to &lt;em&gt;Bedok Reservoir&lt;/em&gt; to get some shots of the beautiful water feature. If I could get a companion, I would go straight away. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;sayang&lt;/em&gt;…………&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-6359100746728569945?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6359100746728569945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6359100746728569945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6359100746728569945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6359100746728569945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/04/picturesque.html' title='Picturesque!!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-1914240135013268070</id><published>2009-04-18T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:21:40.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pack of Ciggies???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gotten help from the least expected places….through &lt;em&gt;Facebook&lt;/em&gt; from my secondary school classmate. The thing is, we hardly had anything to say to each other then. There were definitely less than 10 words we conversed during our 2 years in lower sec. But still, she offered to help when she saw my “distress” signal via my heading. That was so so sweet/nice and definitely HEART WARMING (I think it’s my 2nd or 3rd time using this word in consecutive days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice was the last person I knew who would lend a hand. We weren’t close then (for sure) and we only got in contact like few months ago. So, I really appreciate her help….from way deep down. I also had friends like YS to send his regards and the latest to join the bandwagon was Xiao Long. I guess it’s really comforting to know that people do care about people; no matter how minute the offering was, it’s the gesture and thought that put into it. That’s huge enough for me. And oh ya, Su. She’s 1 hell of a supporter too. Hahhaha…I was always there for her listening to her shit and stuff and the time had finally came for her to do the same for me, and she promptly did it, w/o me asking. And that’s COOL. *pump fist to the heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I’ve likened my state to the current economy. I was doing very well for the past 3 years until the bubble burst in Sept 08, and everything went downhill from there. It’s EXACTLY the replica of what the economy is right now. There’s always bad news every single hour. You hear it everywhere; news, radio, word of mouth. It’s practically in the air we breathe. There’s no escaping. So I’m just praying hard traces of recovery can be sighted soon, so maybe my own luck will do the same concurrently. Hahahaah…it’s funny but I think it’s related. You cannot be lucky all the time, but similarly, you cannot be &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt; all your life. There’s yin and yang, and the balance must almost be met in life. So, I’m just waiting for that day to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to all you guys out there who showed your care/concern. Really appreciate it…every single drop of it. Love ya guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can get out of this rut faster and emerging a stronger person. I really do. Hope that time will come soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-1914240135013268070?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/1914240135013268070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=1914240135013268070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1914240135013268070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1914240135013268070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/04/pack-of-ciggies.html' title='A Pack of Ciggies???'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-3415532888488755068</id><published>2009-04-16T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:16:16.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting my Dream Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Remember the time when you get so much forwarded texts that you get sick of it? I knew I was. But that was about 7-8 years ago, when everyone is banging on the technology to send their greetings/jokes/rumors. It’s still is now. Just that, I don’t receive it until my colleague sent me yesterday. It felt like a gazillion years ago when I received my first ever forwarded text. Hahahah…In the past, I would think the people who created those texts must be either too free or damn happy people. But now, after so long, it’s nice and heart-warming to receive one again. It felt like someone does care about your well-being, be it whole-heartedly or hypocritically….when it needed most. It still meant something. At least they bother to send. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another happy thing to note today is, I saw my dream Japanese girl again. She lived opposite &lt;em&gt;Tiong Bahru Plaza&lt;/em&gt;. So whenever I waited for the shuttle, I might have the chance of seeing her. Today on my way back, I saw her!! That really made my day. She’s all what I want in a prefect woman. Slender, long locks of flowing hair, mesmerizing eyes and those irresistible pluckers. Her demeanor is so captivating, her every move is so precise and always wearing a smile on her face, all the time. She’s at least into her 30s and possibly married. But I’m always attracted to mature ladies for some reason. I guess it’s the femininity that made me head over heels. It’s like aged wine. Awwwwww….the feeling you get is, you wish you can protect her with all your life, even means dying for her. You know that feeling?? It’s the first time I have such strong feeling for someone I don’t know..!? kekekek…what irony…I guess, I should get myself a Japanese wife somehow or rather. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. doesn’t mean I’m giving up my ang mohs ok…kekeke :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-3415532888488755068?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/3415532888488755068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=3415532888488755068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3415532888488755068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3415532888488755068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/04/meeting-my-dream-girl.html' title='Meeting my Dream Girl'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-1695998891104453939</id><published>2009-04-16T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:35:49.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Analogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;每人年年进步, 但我却年年退步.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每人年年越做越好, 但我却越来越糟!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-1695998891104453939?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/1695998891104453939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=1695998891104453939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1695998891104453939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1695998891104453939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/04/2009-analogy.html' title='2009 Analogy'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7683037312022832824</id><published>2009-04-15T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:40:57.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Self-Worth........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I’m think I’m crazier if I don’t get crazy at the circumstances I’m in right now. Jobless and losing self-worth is getting to me again. I can’t stand myself anymore at my past actions. The stupid things that I had done to get myself in this mess. It’s total horrid. I got a perfectly good job and ever-compliant wife, but I gave them all up, just bcoz people say “you should job-hop to get your pay increase, faster!”…and the wife part, is all onto me, no one else to blame. All is rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw away a perfectly good life and end up doing part time job for $7/hr. I can’t blame anyone just bcoz I’m too trusting or too stupid to evaluate my god-damn life. I was so good at my job and I have the backing of so many people there, but I gave it all up bcoz of a “step upwards”?? Bullshit!!!! It’s XXX who bloody tell me the company wouldn’t consider increasing my pay, just bcoz 8yrs ago, they didn’t do so for XXX…but it didn’t come onto me that it might be different for me!!??? Why am I so STUPID!!!!!!!!!!! Such a nincompoop!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even have to resort to begging my old job back, but still sabotaged by other useless/backstabbing people, or else I would be back there within a week!! Whatever I say now is futile, and I can’t turn back time. So all I can do is rant my frustrations here and get on with my miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thinks that I’m not anxious/nonchalant about getting a job soon. They really think I’m still so laid-back as before and smile my way through life now?? They are so damn ignorant!!!! They thought they knew me, but they know nuts about me. My acting must be good though, giving them the wrong impression. Coz there’s really nothing they can do about it, even if I give them a grumpy face every single shit day for the past 7 months, right?? If they can, I’m more than obliged to do that to satisfy their ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not asking for much. I just want a job to get my life back together again. Is it that difficult???!!! Is that too much to ask??!!! Why no fucking one wants to give me a chance???!!!!!! At least I’m a uni grad, with 3 yrs working experience…doesn’t that count one FUCKING BIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST FEEL LIKE SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF MY VOICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I even contemplating whether to turn to a life of monkhood and serve the people, like all great men before me. People like Mahatma Ghandi and Mother Theresa are worth following and learnt, rather than Donald Trump and Bill Gates. I rather see a smile on an ailing man than sucking them dry of their paycheck with my proposed products/properties. What has this world come to??? I’m becoming more and more disillusioned about the last 27yrs that had past, and more importantly, how will the next 27 more years that were to come??? Will I still be a jobless wreck, still playing cool and laid-back or living comfortably with my cosy family??? It’s becoming a blur all of a sudden. Without a job, I cannot see my future. Without a future, there is definitely no self-worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe You need me more, so can You please take me away now???!!!! End my sufferings!!!!! Let me spread your teachings to a wider audience through their dreams and thoughts. At least that will bring me joy and tranquility. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-7683037312022832824?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7683037312022832824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7683037312022832824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7683037312022832824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7683037312022832824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more-self-worth.html' title='No more Self-Worth........'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-4168739493669402652</id><published>2009-04-05T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:03:08.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days of feasting and for no apparent reason!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; These 2 days had been really enjoyable. 2 days of sun and fun and the outcome, a golden tan that is long overdue. Kekekek…miss the days of swimming and in on Saturday, I finally got to complete 1.5km. Though it’s not enough, but that should do for the time being. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been gorging myself with good food and drinks for the past 48 hours!! I’m so stuffed everyday, I wish I could vomit them all out and be more selective of my choices. Hahahah…that sounds disgusting but that’s the whole truth. Kekeke…I’M SO FULL!!! Think I’ll detox over this week before embarking for another foodie trip in KL on Friday. Need to take in more veggies and fruits man…and water!!! Have been indulging too much le, need to be a good boy now…if not, I’ll never gonna succeed in my running regime for the next couple of months…no more temptations!!! PLEASE!!! Kekeekek…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-4168739493669402652?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/4168739493669402652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=4168739493669402652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4168739493669402652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4168739493669402652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-days-of-feasting-and-for-no-apparent.html' title='2 days of feasting and for no apparent reason!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-3232390795562809083</id><published>2009-03-28T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:02:49.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmares &amp; Asking a Girl Out...which is Worst???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had 2 very bad nightmares few nights ago. It’s so scary I woke up sweating. The only 1 I can recalled is, having acid eroded teeth after drinking &lt;em&gt;Sprite&lt;/em&gt; earlier on in the day (which also happened in the dream). My dreams are so vivid it can span over days!!! I’m HORRIFIED!!! The 1st thing I thought of doing when I woke up was to make an appointment with my dentist…!! Hahahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scare the shit out of me man…haiz…thank God is not real. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thought that ran through my mind was not having enough guts to ask a girl’s number. It's my 1st time!!! I NEVER ASKED FOR A NO BEFORE..!!! I guessed I’m those who bark-but-don’t-bite kinda person. The girl was really sweet and had a killer body…I just gotta have to ask her out, but at crunch time, I failed….oh well, I’m not the gung-ho type so don’t act like one. Anyway, the feeling doesn’t feel right either. There’s no butterflies flying and there’s an inner voice telling me it wouldn’t work out either way….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then how the hell I’m gonna find a partner!!!??? I’m out of school and out of work…so where to find??!!! Hahahah…and &lt;em&gt;Facebook&lt;/em&gt; girls are just so dao!! I reckon I have to be contented with porn for now..hahahahaha…back to normality man, back to the 1 love I grew up in….SPORTS. She wouldn’t desert me for another man and will always be so inviting. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-3232390795562809083?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/3232390795562809083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=3232390795562809083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3232390795562809083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3232390795562809083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/03/nightmares-asking-girl-outwhich-is.html' title='Nightmares &amp; Asking a Girl Out...which is Worst???'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-793575463433214705</id><published>2009-03-15T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:59:26.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SO GOING TO AUSTRALIA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I’M SO GOING TO AUSTRALIA!!….Canberra, Perth &amp;amp; Sydney. Just saw the rerun of a travel log hosted by Darren Lim and I feel so attracted to the place already!!! This gives me another reason to go there asap!! Followed by visiting my beloved couz, Yanfen in Perth and army mate, Beng Seng in Sydney. Awwww……there is this fuzzy feeling that pulls you in. It’s AMAZING. I NEED to go there!!! I might even stay there, if I have a job there..kekeek…it’s just beautiful. The weather, the serenity, the nature. It’s just gorgeous. There’s no words in my vocabulary can describe what I saw. It’s totally the perfect place you want to raise a family in. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June is out of the question, coz it’s winter and December just seems so far away… :( sob sob….anyway, this will be etched in the back of my mind for a long time. If I were to travel for a few weeks, Aussie will be my 1st destination. Then again, I’ll have to re-look into my budget…hahahah.. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-793575463433214705?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/793575463433214705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=793575463433214705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/793575463433214705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/793575463433214705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-going-to-australia.html' title='I&apos;M SO GOING TO AUSTRALIA!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8417918676487582497</id><published>2009-03-12T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:04:07.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's ME all over again.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pushed myself to run and not let my lazy bones take over. I need to run to have my nasi lemak breakfast today with Gimmy. Hahahah…need to burn off those extra calories before stuffing myself down with all that yummy rice, chicken wing and sambal chilli!!! Yummy!!! And that was only breakfast!!! Lunch was chicken rice @ Redhill. It was ok but bcoz I was so damn full (even had gastrics bcoz of that) , I didn’t finished… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was just about eating and more eating. Met Su for dinner and eat again..hahaha…had ramen…so was STILL ok la. Just nice. :) Was busy as usual for the past don’t-know-how-many-weeks but still loving it…kinda getting too comfortable here that I keep forgetting that it’s only temp! Yeks!! Gonna send out some resumes soon once I’m done with my PGI. Keep telling myself that every single day in order not to lose focus…coz I need the money for a gazillion reasons…shopping, traveling, nice dinners, buffets, clubbing…n the list just goes on…………………………………….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8417918676487582497?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8417918676487582497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8417918676487582497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8417918676487582497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8417918676487582497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-me-all-over-again.html' title='It&apos;s ME all over again.. :)'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8525404622676332627</id><published>2009-03-08T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:44:19.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Blood Cells RENEWAL..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After months of MIA, I managed to lace up and hit the road. And the feeling was FANTASTIC!!!!!! I felt rejuvenated and totally clear in my head. That’s the high I’m looking for after out in the cold for so damn long. It felt good to be able to run again. For once in my whole sporting life, I thought that was it. The BIGGIE. The Achilles heel that brought me grounded for good, was terrifying. Thank God, the physio said it’s showing signs of recovery and only then was I relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months of inactivity and the phobia of injuring it again, really sends some nerves shaking when I took my 1st few steps. But after a distance, I knew I’m BACK!!! What came rushing through my head was the possibility of registering the remaining events for 09. Hahahah…maybe I’m too far ahead for my feet. But for sure, I’m not gonna miss the Vertical Marathon and SCM this year. Hell NO!! Gonna plan my training regime in weeks to come and build that rock hard body back. This year’s gonna be GREAT again!! Kekeek ;) I just can’t hide my elation!! I’m ECSTATIC!! For a sportsman not able to do what he was born to do, is just plain torturing. Now I can fully understand how the pros feel when they are hesitant to play after a long injury lay-off. It’s human nature man. If another serious injury hits them again, their careers might be over, worst still, they might be paralysed or bed-ridden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phewwww…the feeling of the sun and sweat rolling down felt good. And the cold bath after that just makes it even more shiok!! Well, I guess this week is getting off to a great start. Best part is, I finished studying for my PGI..Yahooo!!!! Play time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. time to get my new pair of shoes, full length tights and cap!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p.p.s I think if I never change some of the words, I might used many "great"s!!! hahahah...but it's a GREAT word to use!!! kudos to the inventor of this word ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8525404622676332627?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8525404622676332627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8525404622676332627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8525404622676332627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8525404622676332627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/03/red-blood-cells-renewal.html' title='Red Blood Cells RENEWAL..'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8921853280642341941</id><published>2009-02-17T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:32:42.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12th Feb 09.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12th Feb 09. It’s a date that I’ll never gonna forget. It’s the day that I crash my head into my glass cabinet. It’s way cool but I ain’t gonna do that again, unless it’s tempered glass. Hahahah…just wanna note this down for my future amusement. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cut eye, a bruised brow and minor cuts were my victory rewards. Who say you can’t look good like Rocky?! It brings my analogy of manhood to another level, i.e. plain silly but awfully sexy. Kekekek…this beats bungee jump anytime!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8921853280642341941?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8921853280642341941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8921853280642341941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8921853280642341941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8921853280642341941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/02/12th-feb-09.html' title='12th Feb 09.'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7555893800125032931</id><published>2009-02-07T09:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:31:49.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb 09: Month of Partying and Emotional Roller-Coaster.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Didn’t blog for a few weeks and it didn’t even bother me that much anymore. Maybe I’m always out partying ever since the start of Dec 08 that the mood is maintained at that level for the longest time. CNY has been good and my gatherings with ex-colleagues and friends were AWESOME!! There wasn’t 1 weekend that I was alone, so that’s good news to me. Apparently, yesterday I made a last minute dash to make an appointment with my friends and THANK GOD they obliged..hahahhah…I need to keep the momentum going ma… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Su and she’s looking good but kinda off-color in a way. Feel for her man…she’s exactly the replica of Irene (emotional wise). They are both girls with an ever-forgiving heart and they don’t ask for much. So they suffer the most, sometimes physically (definitely not abuse, but lesser hugs and kisses or even holding hands) and definitely mentally. That alone can kill someone. Anyway, I really hope she could heed my advice and get on the road to recovery soon. The faster she do this, the lesser the pain it will be. It’s gonna be sharp, but it will be shorter. I know that, coz I went through shit as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-7555893800125032931?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7555893800125032931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7555893800125032931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7555893800125032931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7555893800125032931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/02/feb-09-month-of-partying-and-emotional.html' title='Feb 09: Month of Partying and Emotional Roller-Coaster.. :)'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-2352933545949848716</id><published>2009-01-16T09:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:41:52.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past 2 weeks...The Enjoyable 2 weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life’s going strong for me. I’m like living the life that I thought I would like during my secondary school years. Carefree, happy with no worries. But I guess it’s different now that I’m at that age, whereby I’m suppose to support my parents and family. It’s tough and maybe I’m just putting on a brave front, and I’m damn good at doing that!! hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t spend as before, but I know I’m happier. Have been more sociable of late; meeting my godsister, Agnes and going out with my not-so-close ex-colleagues. So maybe I’m changing, or evolving?? Changing for the better, of coz. I feel more at ease with myself, less conscious of my appearance, more inviting when meeting new people. You know what I mean? It’s like euphoria and it keeps building up. It’s way cool!!! :p To put the icing on the cake, I register for an insurance exam to let me be available for work in that industry. Is that out of this world or what!!??? In the past, I definitely will not do that, but given the situation I’m in now (and I love my job), I just give it a try. No harm done. Extra cert will do me good. Hahahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my packed schedule, I’m feeling a sense of fulfillment and the hustle is doing me good. Lesser unnecessary thoughts in my mind and more useful actions. I reckon this will keep me going for a while, or until the festivities die down. Kekekeke…anyway, what the heck!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-2352933545949848716?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/2352933545949848716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=2352933545949848716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2352933545949848716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2352933545949848716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/01/past-2-weeksthe-enjoyable-2-weeks.html' title='The past 2 weeks...The Enjoyable 2 weeks...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6987740060980844856</id><published>2009-01-05T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:51:04.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriends vs Girlfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I keep attracting the wrong types of girls. I kept meeting girls who make great “girlfriends” but not girlfriend material. OH MY GOD!! I’m not itching to get myself back into a relationship, but I’m just wondering why. It’s fun to have more girlfriends around to hang out with and bitch about people, but it’s also stimulating to have girlfriend material lurking round the corner. The forces of our love ain’t blowing my way yet, and I’m not asking for it…at least not now. Anyway, just bumped my way into 2 girls’ “girlfriend list” in 2 weeks!! It’s nice to be in that list, but I’m might turn gay overtime!! Hahahah…if this carry on, I might just be. Kekekek… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mojo’s still there but the bitchy side of me creeps out from time to time without me knowing, especially when I get hot on a topic. That side of me sure to surface! I love my girlfriends and it’s beginning to grow in size. Maybe that should be another resolution for 09. kekekeek… :p Being around girls is just more fun. You’ll have something special that you can’t get from hanging out with the blokes. I can’t explain it but it’s very comfy and fuzzy. Makes me all girly when I’m with them. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-6987740060980844856?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6987740060980844856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6987740060980844856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6987740060980844856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6987740060980844856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/01/girlfriends-vs-girlfriends.html' title='Girlfriends vs Girlfriends'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-3072237819827494381</id><published>2009-01-04T12:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:59:37.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA5VVe-AvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nkKfJu_V2eo/s1600-h/n622346808_1634878_555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287289001240036082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA5VVe-AvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nkKfJu_V2eo/s400/n622346808_1634878_555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA48gRXkvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vPmMvAvNVbM/s1600-h/n622346808_1634922_4329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287288574639051506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA48gRXkvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vPmMvAvNVbM/s400/n622346808_1634922_4329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA4ie_UUdI/AAAAAAAAAPY/59WouQWChCE/s1600-h/n622346808_1634927_6092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287288127618306514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA4ie_UUdI/AAAAAAAAAPY/59WouQWChCE/s400/n622346808_1634927_6092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA3765LrfI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U8FADHjdjAU/s1600-h/n622346808_1635125_3585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287287465093869042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA3765LrfI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U8FADHjdjAU/s400/n622346808_1635125_3585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA3YrcDaCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NrT132f7n_8/s1600-h/n622346808_1635105_8531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287286859649738786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA3YrcDaCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NrT132f7n_8/s400/n622346808_1635105_8531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s the 1st entry of the year and I wanna make it a BLAST!! Last 2 weeks had been crazy as hell. Festivities were all around the corner and there’s no escaping. Booze, good food, party dates were the main agenda for all. Good vibe were everywhere and spirits were lifted from this economic downturn. Though moments of despair catches on with me from time to time, I tried not to let it get to me…at least for that 2 weeks. The full blown recession hasn’t reached yet, but the gloom is already very clear. I think I gotta embrace it with the best of my capability and mental strength, in order to pull this through. Job postings are fewer and far between. Like what Soon said, maybe I should try to venture out of my industry and seek employment elsewhere. But I already did!!! Applied for a few government sector jobs, now awaiting for their calls. Well, I’ve already done my part, and now it’s God’s part to turn on his magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said of the gloomy stuff, it’s getting to me as I write. Well, NYE was a HUGE success given the last minute arrangement we made at 6pm!! Hahahah…to give some incentive for the &lt;em&gt;West side kids&lt;/em&gt;, we headed to &lt;em&gt;Wala Wala&lt;/em&gt;, and we didn’t regret it. I reckon it’s even better than celebrating in town. The crowd would have stampeded us all over the place. The food was surprisingly great and cheap booze too. I’m beginning to love 1-for-1 all over again! Hahahha…and there’s MORE. We were given party hats, poppers and other stuff in a gift box while we were there. Isn’t that GREAT!!?? We saved on that as well…it was totally worth it!! Even before the night was over, I was already suggesting we make more trips down here in the future!!! The atmosphere was wild, the crowd was fanatic, and the staff was obliging (we took photos with them!!) too!!! What more can we ask for!!?? For half the price, and twice the fun, who wouldn’t want to visit &lt;em&gt;Wala Wala&lt;/em&gt; again..WE WOULD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz there’s so many pubs/clubs there days, that the heartland businesses got affected, which is good for us on occasions like these. There’s definitely a shorter queue and finding seats weren’t a problem. And we went down at 10.30pm!! So, it was great. Normally in the past, &lt;em&gt;Wala Wala&lt;/em&gt; would be overflowing with people by then, but I guess most of them head down to &lt;em&gt;Clarke Quay&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;St James&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Dempsey&lt;/em&gt; for the celebration..well……….GOOD FOR US. The funny thing is, after the countdown, immediately I saw people leaving. SO FAST!!!?? That to me was a funny sight. At least stayed on for a drink or two ma…Anyway, the pub closes at 2am, so we left at 1 and headed to a prata shop to sober ourselves up. Kekekek…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ain’t drunk but still we got high on the atmosphere. Everyone was in high spirits and we had games which forfeit was to take photos with fellow party revelers. Hahahah…it was FUN!!! We did something we wouldn’t do in the past and it was liberating in a sense. We did something new and I guess that’s what life is all about. Discovering new stuff, doing it and enjoying the process :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Year started off pretty well and I’m hoping to build on it and eventually holding a job in the coming month or two. That’s my main resolution for 09. Get a job and buckle down to business. It’s been a while, since I experience some hectic in my life. Hahahah…I enjoy the hustle and bustle of work life. It makes me feel ALIVE and USEFUL. Now when friends asked what I’m doing now, I rather shy away then reveal full details. The self esteem is gone and I want to capture it back sooner rather than later. Lately, many things have opened up my perspective on life and how it should be run. I try to incorporate it into my own and be less skeptical of myself. Let it flow and deal with it when it comes. Life ain’t so bad when you look around you. And money isn’t everything but life experience is. It’s more valuable for the soul than money can do. I was watching rerun of this local drama, &lt;em&gt;Sense of Home&lt;/em&gt;, and I’m inspired to just leave home and explore what the world can offer me. I know it sounds very irresponsible and drama, but isn’t what life is all about??!! I felt free inside me when I thought of that. even though I can’t have the monetary comfort, but I know I gain a lot more elsewhere. Very hippy thinking rite…hahahha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, what a freaking long entry!!! Not gonna say anymore. It can go on forever…Happy 2009!!&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/10663668-3072237819827494381?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/3072237819827494381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=3072237819827494381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3072237819827494381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3072237819827494381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SWA5VVe-AvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nkKfJu_V2eo/s72-c/n622346808_1634878_555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5353721123283835222</id><published>2008-12-25T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:13:55.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can Xmas be without chocolate!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SVd7g4IlGwI/AAAAAAAAAPA/z_DqO65cFS8/s1600-h/P1020586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284828492496968450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SVd7g4IlGwI/AAAAAAAAAPA/z_DqO65cFS8/s400/P1020586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SVd6VFN_qHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vlkMy8J3lUo/s1600-h/P1020443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284827190339283058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SVd6VFN_qHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vlkMy8J3lUo/s400/P1020443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another event well-done again. The 2nd potluck held at my place went on pretty smoothly. Though rain dampened the streets and destroy our initial plans of going to &lt;em&gt;ECP&lt;/em&gt;, it didn’t dampened our hearts to hold a party! Everyone gathered and indeed we had fun eating and playing mahjong, &lt;em&gt;Taboo&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Bluff&lt;/em&gt;.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so stuffed loh. Everything was bloody delicious especially the vegetarian &lt;em&gt;popiah&lt;/em&gt; bought by Lao Ma. Crispy and hearty…well done man!! And not forgetting my fruit salad, I could do with a bigger serving bowl and a lettuce dryer (you put the lettuce into a dryer and spin the water out..way cool!! Saw it in Jamie Oliver’s cooking show).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really were going for broke this Xmas. We actually planned for 2 parties. 1st half and 2nd half. It ain’t easy and almost couldn’t pull it off. Hell ya!!! We did and it was worth it. eventually we went bowling and spent the final hour @ Kallang Mac!! Kekekeek…well, it’s not the best of choice, but no one’s complaining. :p If the stupid bowling alley didn’t dim the lights, we could have better quality photos loh. Idiot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the clock struck 12, we were already in the midst of planning for NYE..One thing for sure is, we need more party poopers!!! Hahahah…each of us need to be “armed” with 2 cans, at least. Kekekek…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. just realize this morning that, I didn’t eat any choco for Xmas!? It’s weird, so I popped in a couple of &lt;em&gt;Cadbury’s&lt;/em&gt; this instant….hahahaha…funny rite. But I just feel that at a festive season, choco is a MUST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s was also very very happy to know the turnout was great. For the 1st time, we have double figures! Yippee!!! Kudos to our extended network. :) We really couldn’t do it without you guys…join us for NYE ya!!&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/10663668-5353721123283835222?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5353721123283835222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5353721123283835222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5353721123283835222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5353721123283835222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-can-xmas-be-without-chocolate.html' title='How can Xmas be without chocolate!!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SVd7g4IlGwI/AAAAAAAAAPA/z_DqO65cFS8/s72-c/P1020586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-881012916142532944</id><published>2008-12-18T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:01:46.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggi Expert &amp; Self-worth..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 months hiatus has made me a Maggi expert. Hahahah…I know how much water to fill up the pot, the time management to make that perfect bowl of noodles. Cool!! :p Maybe I can take heart from my time at home, to learn a new skill. Kekekek…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emotions ran high over the past days and it’s terrible!! There’s a couple of friends who were sweet to ask about my well-being. That’s very sweet and well-appreciated. :) Thank God I’ve friends like them…bless them ;) This job hunting is hard work and it’s taking a toil on my mental state. About to go into depression again and it’s gonna be difficult to get out of it…I’m sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festive holidays ain’t doing any help but accelerate the bad feelings in me to go FULL POWER. I can’t spend and it’s a yucky feeling. I don’t want to have that again!! I need my self-worth back. That’s what I need for X’mas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-881012916142532944?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/881012916142532944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=881012916142532944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/881012916142532944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/881012916142532944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/12/maggi-expert-self-worth.html' title='Maggi Expert &amp; Self-worth..'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-2926414088077259732</id><published>2008-12-10T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:04:51.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was spring cleaning my room for the past 2 days and came across old photos and letters. It brought back fond memories of my younger years, the foolish things I did and also the fun stuff as well. I did come a long way to end up the way I am now (which can be better, of course!). That’s why the camwhoring now to preserve the present for the future to reflect on. Cool eh ;) Maybe it’s the confidence that got a bit on the high side as age catches on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do my 2009 resolution early this year, coz I might not feel the urge to do it on 31st. 2008 has been a wretched year for me, in terms of sporting achievement and work-wise. So far, I only competed in 3 events and absent for the final 3. I think I should thanks rollerblading for my ankle injury that kept me off for those 3. Haiz….I thought 2008 would be the year I break the record for the number of events that I would compete in. And 2009 doesn’t look favorable as well, given my injury will be a long term lay-off. Couldn’t run is really a low for me. My shoes are raring to go, but I can’t. Sian….just hope to stay more healthy next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for work-wise, my itchy backside just have to move when I was doing so well in &lt;em&gt;PIL&lt;/em&gt;. Then came giant, &lt;em&gt;Samsung&lt;/em&gt;, but lasted for only 3 miserable weeks. It just went downhill from there. I’m not sure I’m picking myself up, but I’m doing my best. It’s been a roller-coaster ride ever since 19th Sept. My emotions were at its lowest and shittest. At the turn of events, Irene came into the picture a few months back. We rekindled, but maintain an open relationship. We were much happier that way, i.e. no strings attached and fewer burdens on our shoulders. Sending out resumes wasn’t a problem, but getting a call was. Never did I sent so many and not get a call. It’s damn demoralizing. Backed by the recession (oh, what a GREAT timing!!) and axing of jobs like a forest fire, I’m not sure when will I get employed. Optimistically, it could be months…but years is what I’m most afraid of. Me and my itchy backside…shitty!! For once, I’m feeling scared for the longest time. Everyday passes by, seconds, hours, days, months, I’m feeling insecure about my future man. To maybe help things turn better, my birthday wish was to get a job before 2008 ends!! Realistically, it’s possible but I don’t think that wish will fulfill. If you’re talking about the $5.60/hour nett job as a P/T admin clerk as work, ya it is…but it’s only for a few months. And the pay is really SUCKY! I REALLY HOPE it’s a sign of good things. A permanent job is on its way…..I’m really praying hard for that. I’m not even fussy now. I’m even willing to take up weird jobs to get my bank a/c moving again. No wonder they degree holders are all over the streets…jobless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is retribution for being greedy or not contented. But I’m not asking much. I just want a better life and doing so with my hard work. Is that wrong??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or another analogy that I always think of; it’s the retribution for dumping Irene. Oh well, if that’s the case, I got nothing to say. I think it’s about time he shine some goodness into my life and let me off this time round. I reckon I’ve been punished quite badly liao….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-2926414088077259732?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/2926414088077259732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=2926414088077259732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2926414088077259732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2926414088077259732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-resolution.html' title='2009 Resolution'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5616095824670938970</id><published>2008-12-04T09:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:37:32.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Krabi...Back to SINGAPORE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcz3IP9SrI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/C6xTPee3uSM/s1600-h/P1020331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcz3IP9SrI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/C6xTPee3uSM/s400/P1020331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275742510688062130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcxyaQ3H6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QePvQbMFWf8/s1600-h/P1020330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcxyaQ3H6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QePvQbMFWf8/s400/P1020330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275740230601088930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The final day of this wholesome trip. We did relaxed a lot, with the hot spring and Thai massage (only 200baht for 1 hour!!) summing it up for the 5 days. Today, we headed for our ½ day tour of the mangrove forest and caves via canoe. It’s the other best activity that was installed for us. We learnt about the 1st man ever to live in Krabi or even Thailand, some 5,000 years ago. So, it was pretty cool to learn all these historial happenings from my hippy guide, Mel. He gave me the vibe of a environmentalist and naturalist. His long flowing hair, goatee and dressing totally gave it away…without a doubt. He even asked us to mediate during a part of the trip on our canoe! What a zen feeling that was!! He totally is in love with nature and I respect him for what he’s trying to impart these knowledge to people whom he viewed as Earth people, one people. Sounds very great rite…he is that ;) kudos to you, Mel…  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5616095824670938970?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5616095824670938970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5616095824670938970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5616095824670938970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5616095824670938970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-5-krabiback-to-singapore_04.html' title='Day 5 - Krabi...Back to SINGAPORE!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcz3IP9SrI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/C6xTPee3uSM/s72-c/P1020331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-2994708362351717790</id><published>2008-12-04T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:16:08.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - Krabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcs6HJ8AdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/V26i3-cpUfM/s1600-h/P1020272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcs6HJ8AdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/V26i3-cpUfM/s400/P1020272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275734865352589778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcrJNDdeGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/7mHIDxJfsFc/s1600-h/P1020276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcrJNDdeGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/7mHIDxJfsFc/s400/P1020276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275732925610817634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the better activities was rafting. The ele and ATV rides are nothing compared to this. The ATV was actually a ripe-off coz I was expecting a jungle trail instead I got a track. Super pissed when I saw it loh…any hot blooded male will feel the same way as me. It’s no fun man! Too restricted and we can’t ram the rpm..idiot people!! :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the rafting. It was a level 2/3 river and it’s perfect for  beginners like us; not too choppy but still get the adrenaline rush. Our guides  even splashed us with water with their paddles to keep us “high”. Hahahah…and we  did it to other rafters as well…kekekeke…it was a splashing good time!!! We only  wished it could be longer. I reckon there are longer courses elsewhere, but this  time, that will do :).&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/10663668-2994708362351717790?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/2994708362351717790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=2994708362351717790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2994708362351717790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2994708362351717790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-4-krabi.html' title='Day 4 - Krabi'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcs6HJ8AdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/V26i3-cpUfM/s72-c/P1020272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6916368799611040770</id><published>2008-12-03T23:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:45:22.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Krabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcoEg4sV9I/AAAAAAAAALw/p8In5qZ3laI/s1600-h/P1020037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275729546500134866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcoEg4sV9I/AAAAAAAAALw/p8In5qZ3laI/s400/P1020037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STa0mqRWtqI/AAAAAAAAALo/Gd6_JheeVY4/s1600-h/P1010985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275602589786224290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STa0mqRWtqI/AAAAAAAAALo/Gd6_JheeVY4/s400/P1010985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We planned our activities in such a way that we have recovery time from each strenuous package. So today, the tour was relaxation. We catered for hot spring, some waterfalls to soak in and visitation of the Tiger Cave Temple. The tour wasn’t fantastic but the guide, Jami, was a joker and it made it less boring. Only the hot spring was worth the ticket. The rest, we can do without.&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/10663668-6916368799611040770?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6916368799611040770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6916368799611040770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6916368799611040770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6916368799611040770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-3-krabi.html' title='Day 3 - Krabi'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STcoEg4sV9I/AAAAAAAAALw/p8In5qZ3laI/s72-c/P1020037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5268548850140362652</id><published>2008-12-03T15:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:52:41.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Krabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY6jtTRGWI/AAAAAAAAALg/qjstJvn_9fE/s1600-h/P1010850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275468398641355106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY6jtTRGWI/AAAAAAAAALg/qjstJvn_9fE/s320/P1010850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY5bDvSCEI/AAAAAAAAALY/1awBD3xjboE/s1600-h/P1010730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275467150533986370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY5bDvSCEI/AAAAAAAAALY/1awBD3xjboE/s320/P1010730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The official 1st full day of the trip started off with the &lt;em&gt;Phi Phi Islands&lt;/em&gt; tour. We went island hopping and snorkeling. The snorkel was particularly disappointing, coz I was expecting more and it didn’t fulfill my expectations. Nonetheless, it was an experience. Have to go to other countries to snorkel liao…like Rendang, Bocaray, Lombok or even Maldives!! Hahaha…the list runs wild when the festive mood is just round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even saw Andrea Foncesa at &lt;em&gt;Maya Bay&lt;/em&gt; with her partner. Pretty lucky eh… ;) Well, that pretty summed up day 2. Coz the nite activities I rather not talk about it, as practically every nite we patronize the same &lt;em&gt;Ao Nang Village&lt;/em&gt;…hunting down &lt;em&gt;pad thai&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Tom Yum Goong&lt;/em&gt;. The crazy fav of my people…don’t know what up with these 2 dishes…haiz…anyway, we had that for like 3 straight days..it’s crazy, but I’m not complaining. :p&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/10663668-5268548850140362652?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5268548850140362652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5268548850140362652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5268548850140362652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5268548850140362652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-2-krabi.html' title='Day 2 - Krabi'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY6jtTRGWI/AAAAAAAAALg/qjstJvn_9fE/s72-c/P1010850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-841442216027901425</id><published>2008-12-03T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:28:17.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Krabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY13ZCtmNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_5tGtqX2FBU/s1600-h/P1010564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275463239242455250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY13ZCtmNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_5tGtqX2FBU/s320/P1010564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY0mothnMI/AAAAAAAAALI/7rp7kfY5ls4/s1600-h/DSCN2711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275461851879152834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY0mothnMI/AAAAAAAAALI/7rp7kfY5ls4/s320/DSCN2711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was pretty apprehensive about the weather for the next 5 days after I read the weather forecast from FOUR different websites. So you know how I was feeling when I got there. The weather was cloudy and rain clouds were forming, so we didn’t get the best of starts. Later it did rained while we were negotiating franticly with the tour agent, Mona. Hahahah…it was funny coz we kept slashing prices until she’s scared. :p especially from me. She always gave me the “stare” whenever I say, “6 people only!” hahahah…coz that may lead to more cost cutting. Anyway, it was fun and we got on with the packages for whole 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out Krabi town and sniff around the area with delight. Food and more food were the order of the day. Basically, there isn’t much shopping you can do there except eat. So we ate our way for the next 120 hours. Kekekek… :p&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/10663668-841442216027901425?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/841442216027901425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=841442216027901425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/841442216027901425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/841442216027901425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-1-krabi.html' title='Day 1 - Krabi'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STY13ZCtmNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_5tGtqX2FBU/s72-c/P1010564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7673417746050494974</id><published>2008-12-03T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:33:09.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BIG 26!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STYyIZT6RzI/AAAAAAAAALA/zmWNAbctoW8/s1600-h/n622346808_1518769_1698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275459133325854514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STYyIZT6RzI/AAAAAAAAALA/zmWNAbctoW8/s400/n622346808_1518769_1698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STYyEoFT1rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lpL2dnPOKYI/s1600-h/n622346808_1518767_1219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275459068571670194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STYyEoFT1rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lpL2dnPOKYI/s400/n622346808_1518767_1219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year’s birthday was good as ever. Had a surprise party @ &lt;em&gt;Happy Daze Café&lt;/em&gt; on our soccer nite where my fav gf was there as well. Really happy that she came. Bloody hell, if she didn’t…kekekekek… :p Anyway, my birthday celebrations really stretched from 23rd all the way to 30th. Seems like I’d a mega party rite? Wrong! It’s just that many activities were linked up that whole week and I would like to think that they are doing it for my big 26!! Kekeke…it’s fun to think that way :). It definitely spills over to our Krabi trip, where we had tremendous fun and lots of camwhoring as well!!! Of coz!!! With me around, the cam never leaves my hand. Hahahah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, the shocking prezzie I received was &lt;em&gt;cK&lt;/em&gt; undies!!! Oh my god, those people of mine are going for broke this year. Hahahah…they are a bit too big for me, but I’ll try to fill it up..kekke ;) *naughty, naughty*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a shirt from my sista and I end up exchanging it for another shirt, coz it just don’t fit. But I love her thought though :) kudos to her!! As well as receiving many well wishes from my friends, far and near, close and acquaintances. Thank you all for that…really made this year a special one. :) Indeed it was. At least the settings and “procedures” were different and it was refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch more of me in my next few posts on my Krabi trip ;)&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/10663668-7673417746050494974?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7673417746050494974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7673417746050494974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7673417746050494974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7673417746050494974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-big-26.html' title='My BIG 26!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/STYyIZT6RzI/AAAAAAAAALA/zmWNAbctoW8/s72-c/n622346808_1518769_1698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5689443080814852771</id><published>2008-11-17T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:21:41.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s crazy money!!! Still can’t believe that I spent 4.5K in just 3 months!! I got a shock of my life when I update my passbook. My jaws almost dropped man. I know I spent but didn’t realize it’s so much loh. &lt;em&gt;Sibei sian&lt;/em&gt; now…really lost the zest for life. I can’t even put the smile back on my face…no job, I really lost the meaning for life. Now I fully understand why people say jobs gives them purpose in life and motivation to live. Jobs are damn important loh. Not only it gives you monetary independence, it also gives you SELF WORTH. That I reckon is more important than anything else in the world. I suddenly feel real small when I walk along the streets. How I hope I can work like them…at least they get to be stressed out for the right reasons. Haiz….me and my dumb brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know how long I can tahan this hiatus. It’s coming 3 months and not a single meaningful interview. Hopefully those I sent out last week will work out something for me. &lt;em&gt;*need to go temple and pray liao…wish for luck man..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5689443080814852771?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5689443080814852771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5689443080814852771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5689443080814852771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5689443080814852771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-crazy-money-still-cant-believe-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-1635075097324625192</id><published>2008-11-14T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:29:59.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst week of my life..........sob sob sob... :_(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When one is sick, the yearning for a hug is ever more intense. Had fallen ill for the past 2 days. Sore throat, flu and finally the biggy…FEVER!! It subsided and now only left with the running nose. Sian……hated to be sick. It’s like my world is in shambles. Jobless, sick, single…feel like a loser, a fallen crest. The thought of going into my birthday and X’mas being jobless is scary. My only wish is to get a job before the 24th, but I reckon it’s getting more and more impossible…………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind runs wild every time I think of this. Everyday has been a bore and routine. And the gloomy weather ain’t helping much either. Everything is not going my way. What must I do to make things right??!!! Can someone show me a sign??!!! I follow my heart but it always turn out worst than expected. Lady luck may have already starting to shine on others and deserted me.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-1635075097324625192?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/1635075097324625192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=1635075097324625192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1635075097324625192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1635075097324625192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/11/worst-week-of-my-lifesob-sob-sob.html' title='Worst week of my life..........sob sob sob... :_('/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-4909766516915843347</id><published>2008-11-11T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:42:57.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Lost That Loving Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Received bad news today. I’m not going back to my old company. I feel it’s a very political decision. It’s all about policy, policy. Actually one word from my AGM (aka son of the Chairman) can overwrite the HR GM (aka outsider). It’s a matter of whether he wants to do it or not. He’s a good guy but a big softie. He crumbled under pressure and gave in to a bloody HR executive! Anyway, the verdict is out and I accept it. I’m not ever gonna step into that office again..! I just feel bad about my colleague, Thomas and my manager, who both help outside their power to push this issue across. Really feel grateful to them and owe it to them. Now, my only concern is getting another job fast. The money ain’t gonna last me long. Most probably, I’ll have to stay home till I find work!! Hahahah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of the bad stuff and I don’t wanna talk about it so much. It’s not worth it…rekindle the retro part of me and heard this song from Top Gun, which is originally sang by The Righteous Brothers..enjoy my link:&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sVrDQQIiweE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sVrDQQIiweE&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful… :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-4909766516915843347?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/4909766516915843347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=4909766516915843347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4909766516915843347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4909766516915843347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-lost-that-loving-feeling.html' title='I&apos;ve Lost That Loving Feeling'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-3635392327494824318</id><published>2008-11-05T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:17:09.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week just crept past...so wasted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The past few weeks had been great and fun. Rekindling old friendship and regaining my exercise regime back into the limelight have been the focus of late. Bcoz of the many foodie trips I had with Irene for the past weeks, had gained 2kgs!! That’s a lot loh…that’s why my swims and runs are more so important. In order to keep up with the glorious food, I just have to do it, i.e. to run more, to swim more. It’s also to train for the fab body for the Krabi trip in few weeks time. A good bod and golden tan is important to make the photos turn out great. hahaha…ohhh, I’m such a camwhore. Kekeke… :p Love me or hate me, girls.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1 month blading class had ended and thinking very hard whether to continue. My only issue is money. Haiz……if I’m working now, it’s not a problem for me. But it’s really fun loh…sian…I reckon in the end of the day, I might still sign up! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. oh ya, I just bought my million bucks swimming trunks. It bled me $107!!! Aaarrgghh!!! Oh well, this is the price to pay for wanting to look more sexy. Hahhahah….kill me girls.. :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-3635392327494824318?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/3635392327494824318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=3635392327494824318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3635392327494824318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3635392327494824318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-just-crept-pastso-wasted.html' title='A week just crept past...so wasted...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-93462025207119775</id><published>2008-10-30T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:09:32.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 44...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As usual, Susan’s skills are at its best. My brows turned out marvelous…as usual :p Neat, clean and nicely shaped. Looking clean and prim again, and ready to take over the streets again. Hahahah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went for a short distance swim and was pretty ok. Only did 2km, but already panting like crazy. I better start running soon and on a regular basis, before I finished flat at my 10K race in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Jap class was fun but the homework is getting more and intense. &lt;em&gt;Sibei sian&lt;/em&gt; loh…I love the conversation and in-class lessons, but the homework is what I dreaded most. Haiz……lost the motivation to carry on another term. Anyway, we’ll see…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week is pretty boring and only looking forward to my blading class over the weekend. FUN TIME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-93462025207119775?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/93462025207119775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=93462025207119775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/93462025207119775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/93462025207119775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-44.html' title='Week 44...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-543851332437405437</id><published>2008-10-22T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:05:25.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MotoGP Genting Trip 17-19 Oct</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back from my KL trip and it was disappointing. Don’t get me wrong. The &lt;em&gt;MotoGP&lt;/em&gt; was fantastic!!…it’s the city that was sucky. It’s expensive and outdated. It wasn’t as good as before. Partly bcoz I’ll been traveling and KL just doesn’t match up anymore. There is totally no fashion trend, lousy/expensive food and practically nothing to buy back!!! It’s took me 2 shopping venues before locating the humble sour plums. It’s miserable man, I tell you. You thought it’s a simple/convenient tidbit, but when you want to find it, you just unable to find it. I find damn stupid and funny that day loh… :p Besides that, I didn’t buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, enough of complaints and back to &lt;em&gt;MotoGP&lt;/em&gt;. The sound was deafening for the final &lt;em&gt;MotoGP&lt;/em&gt; catergory. It was shiok!!! The seats were vibrating when they zoomed past. It’s exactly like F1. the smaller bike categories, i.e. 125cc &amp;amp; 250cc, were less noiser and bearable. But when it comes to &lt;em&gt;MotoGP&lt;/em&gt; (800cc), I have to put on my ear plugs. Hahahaha….it’s a very powerful noise!!! I LOVE IT!! You can get high, just by listening to it..No joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed S$200 just to buy Vale (for those uninitiated, he's the MotoGP World Champion 2008!!!) merchandise, but it was disappointing. I couldn’t find the ones I want. I wanted to get a visor and it wasn’t on sale. Then the pit crew shirt doesn’t have M size. So, imagine Justin &amp;amp; my face…black and long…just like a kid loh. Idiot!!! When I came back and checked online, the visor is totally out-of-stock now. Hmmm…have to wait loh. Hopefully, can get my hands on it by X’mas J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, there’s nothing much to write for my 3 days trip. YES, it’s that boring…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Genting was lousy loh. the rooms was really nice and the beds are comfy, but there isn’t any mini-bar, safe, hand towels &amp;amp; proper wardrobe!! Damn insufficient for me..How can the rooms be so nice but lack in amenities?? Anyway, it will be the last time I’m ever gonna step foot into M’sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. wanted to post the raw sound of the 250cc but the stupid blogspot takes ages to upload...so you guys can't have the luxury to listen to it...SHIT!! Too bad loh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-543851332437405437?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/543851332437405437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=543851332437405437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/543851332437405437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/543851332437405437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/10/motogp-genting-trip-17-19-oct.html' title='MotoGP Genting Trip 17-19 Oct'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-1944745865135135322</id><published>2008-10-14T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:30:16.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the HEAT...No birthday gift this year???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With my birthday looming in 5 quick weeks, I’m wondering whether I’ll be able to celebrate in style or in shambles…by then, if I’m STILL jobless (crossing fingers) by end of October, my mood will most probably go downhill from there. Haiz…it will be the only year in my working life, that I’m jobless come my birthday. Really REALLY &lt;em&gt;si bei sian&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know when this hiatus will end…feeling the pinch now, especially in this time of recession (YES!!! It’s here!! Wake up guys…!! :( ) No more fine dining (not even &lt;em&gt;McDonald’s&lt;/em&gt;!), no more shopping (that’s the killer…hits my sore point.. :( ), no more outing that costs money. I guess I need to sanction what I can do and cannot do. Most importantly, weighing the costs, if involved any. Best if it’s free or someone is sponsoring me!!! Kekeke…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I resume my lifestyle again???????? I hope not too late…feeling very lethargic/restless/&lt;em&gt;sian-ness&lt;/em&gt;/unglam. I’m screaming inside man…I WANT TO WORK!!! The boredom is killing me…my butt is gonna have piles if I continue to sit in front of the PC and &lt;em&gt;facebook&lt;/em&gt;, day in day out…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEELLLLLLPPPPPPP!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-1944745865135135322?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/1944745865135135322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=1944745865135135322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1944745865135135322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1944745865135135322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/10/feeling-heatno-birthday-gift-this-year.html' title='Feeling the HEAT...No birthday gift this year???'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5192569466488607391</id><published>2008-10-13T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:05:09.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore ankle &amp; an ASSHOLE HR Mgr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Weekends pretty good. The only downside is, my Achilles is sore now after 2 days of blading. I reckon must be my overzealous attitude on stunts. Hahahah…oh well, I got 3 more days to walk properly before leaving for Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During mid-week, actually didn’t enjoy the best of it. I was &lt;em&gt;tua&lt;/em&gt; by the stupid HR manager and didn’t receive her phone call for the final interview. And it comes to a point that I need to chase for it. Even so, the agency girl told me today that they are still interviewing more candidates and will revert by this week end. I was thinking, “What the FUCK??!!”, they are not hiring a manger. They freaking looking for a JUNIOR POSITION!!!!!! What’s there to search high and low for a miserable post. It’s plain dumb and cost inefficient. I guess this post is not urgent and they can afford to play with the time. DAMN!!! I FUCKING NEED A JOB MAN!!! If I get another offer, I would fucking accept it straight away, just to spite them….MOTHER FUCKERS!!! They don’t know what they are missing…ASSHOLES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to icing my sore ankle &amp;amp; wrist…………….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5192569466488607391?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5192569466488607391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5192569466488607391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5192569466488607391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5192569466488607391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/10/sore-ankle-asshole-hr-mgr.html' title='Sore ankle &amp; an ASSHOLE HR Mgr'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5905310588049767048</id><published>2008-10-10T14:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:11:40.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL, Krabi &amp; Blading...can life be any BETTER!!??? Yippee!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My interview went pretty good but this HR Mgr is sickening. Told me to complete the survey and she will call me the next day, but it’s been 3 days and I STILL YET to receive her call…bloody BITCH!!!! Even the agency girl called and offered to chase her for me…very good service :) anyway, it’s just a waiting game now….haiz….sian…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, went for a 4km swim and got a damn good tan. Hahaha…starting to itch now…skin’s peelin anytime!!! SHIT!! :p Then Thursday, went to book my &lt;em&gt;MotoGP&lt;/em&gt; trip to KL with Justin. Pretty cheap loh, only $250. But the downside is, we’re stayin in Genting and have to travel longer…but anyway, it suits Justin’s new work schedule, so I’m ok with it….if not, we’ll be staying in &lt;em&gt;Berjaya Times Square&lt;/em&gt;!!! 5*!!! Awwwww…..*drooling already*….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to collect my &lt;em&gt;New Balance&lt;/em&gt; race pack…and my waxing session…nice &amp;amp; prim now!! Yummy!!! Kekeke…oh well, I’m all set for my blading tomorrow and Sunday… ;) Feeling all set and ready to take on the world!! If I manage to master the &lt;em&gt;T-stop&lt;/em&gt;, I’ll go blading next week to blade on my own…kekeke….getting tingling already…hahahaha…hmmm….once I get my job, I’ll definitely get my own set of wheels!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya, my grandma is on the feeding tube, and she's getting more nutrients now. And she definitely look MUCH MUCH better...she can talk louder, joke more and smile...feeling more relieved now :) Will be praying hard for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has been an eventful week…looking forward to my KL &amp;amp; Krabi..and blading too!! SHIOK-NESS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5905310588049767048?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5905310588049767048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5905310588049767048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5905310588049767048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5905310588049767048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/10/kl-krabi-bladingcan-life-be-any-better.html' title='KL, Krabi &amp; Blading...can life be any BETTER!!??? Yippee!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7396454008119699124</id><published>2008-10-07T11:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:17:26.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough times ahead...but still travelling!!??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just confirmed my trip to Krabi and most probably tie up the trip to KL as well, by the end of this week. Another good news was receving a call from the job agency. It took me 4 hrs to return it back. Hahahah…coz I was comtemplating whether to go for the interview with Thome Shipping. Despite the internal struggles (worries given by the stupid interviewer), I decided to call back and arrange the 2nd interview. So, now waiting for her call to tell me the firm time/date. After which, if they really offer me the job, I’ll call back my ex-company and see whether they are willing to terminate the new guy and take me back. I know it sounds bad, but it isn’t what you think. Coz this guy got issues and my colleague reckon he will be a problem in the long run, so that’s being taken into consideration. Anyway,……….I’m just hoping for the best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda half hearted about the trips, but I know I’ll enjoy them even in the situation I'm in now. Haiz…trying not to think so much about it and living life by the day. Hoping to snag a job real soon and I can resume my routine shopping spree and contribute to the family allowance…praying damn hard…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s tough now….not so rosy after all.&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/10663668-7396454008119699124?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7396454008119699124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7396454008119699124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7396454008119699124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7396454008119699124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/10/tough-times-aheadbut-still-travelling.html' title='Tough times ahead...but still travelling!!??'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8164448012668981741</id><published>2008-10-03T09:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:10:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobless Streak........this can go on Forever!!! Noooooooo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The interview was kinda sucky after knowing the background of the company. Furthermore, it’s the different company from my ex-colleague…haiz…sian :( It was raining and forced me to buy at lousy brolly…then when I was putting back my earrings, the backing dropped and lost amongst the granite flooring. Bloody hell, what a lousy day man!!!! Couldn’t be worst than that……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it did get better, my grandma got a heart attack. What a day!!?? It wasn’t too serious and she’s doing ok for now. I just hope she can gain back her breathing regulation and walk again. That’s my only wish for now. The only comforting thing that came out of this is seeing her smile. It really breaks my heart to see her there…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s coming 2 weeks since I’m in my work clothes. The job openings have been few and far between. Didn’t even receive any this week. Market is bad and it’s coming year end, so everyone is hanging onto their job for the sake of bonus. Come January, all the young punks will graduate and compete with me in the job market. But I doubt they will affect me much, given the niche of my job scope and shipping line normally required experienced people. So, I can take heart from this :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much I can do now, but &lt;em&gt;facebook&lt;/em&gt; everyday and &lt;em&gt;MSN&lt;/em&gt;. What a lousy way to spend my hours…isn’t there better ways to spend my precious time instead of frivolously wasting Father Time away…I’m hopping mad, but there’s little to stop this until I find a job…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cross my fingers to receive some interview calls SOON!!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8164448012668981741?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8164448012668981741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8164448012668981741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8164448012668981741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8164448012668981741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/10/jobless-streakthis-can-go-on-forever.html' title='Jobless Streak........this can go on Forever!!! Noooooooo!!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6793567435419975585</id><published>2008-09-29T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:31:09.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I REALLY let myself go... :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really let myself go today. Was bingeing the WHOLE day…choco, fruits, peanuts…coz I was too bored at home and I just have to stuff myself with food. That’s why I dread staying home! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically, I feel that I gained 2kg or more…so idiot loh…gonna put in more exercise soon loh…ab crunches, pull-ups, runs &amp;amp; swim!!! Gonna do them all (if I can…kekek..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received an inviting call from some gf of mine this afternoon. Hahaha…we went for dinner, did a bit of shopping and chill out at &lt;em&gt;Starbucks&lt;/em&gt;. But the best part for me is the handphone themes!!! She bluetooth-ed me the &lt;em&gt;Black Melody&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Garfield&lt;/em&gt; (the &lt;em&gt;Pink Melody&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Carebears&lt;/em&gt; were corrupted loh…so sad…I really like those 2 also.. :( ) and some ringtones as well. Hahaha…totally adore them. Now, I can assigned them to the really important people ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the time spent and seeing her again. But she needs to get herself together again. It really shows on her face loh…must take care ok ;) Then we were exchanging updates about one another and bitching over other people/stuff…hahahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good news is that I’ll be going for an interview @ &lt;em&gt;The Plaza&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;em&gt;Beach Road&lt;/em&gt;. Hopefully, I’m shortlisted and we’ll take it from there. Good luck to me!! If I get it, I might (MIGHT) treat myself to a mini shopping spree (ya rite…you girls must be thinking, who got such thing as a mini spree…hahaha…yaya, I’m just bluffing myself.. :p you’re talking about Nick, for Christ sake!! He will go crazy when it comes to shopping!!)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…I totally agree with you!! Hahahah….no la, I promise I’ll control ya ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. if you’re wondering, the gf of the day is Jo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-6793567435419975585?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6793567435419975585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6793567435419975585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6793567435419975585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6793567435419975585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-really-let-myself-go.html' title='I REALLY let myself go... :('/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5510813511425778868</id><published>2008-09-29T09:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:33:30.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blading is FUN but Aching...hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The weekends were aching yet fun! We managed to pick up blading within 2 days of learning. It’s pretty amazing. I’m amazed at the rate I picked up the sport. We gave ourselves 1 month to fully in-sync with the skates and glide away in victory. Keke…it’s a great form of exercising too. I never realize it can be so taxing on the body. The back, the legs especially, are the main body parts that we utilized. So it’s a good workout but without you knowing it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Saturday nite, went for the F1 Qualifying Race. It was grand...many people, many road closures (hahaha...), and lots and lots of heat!! It was humid and I had to walked a bloody long way just to get to my seat. Anyway I stayed for 30mins and off I go. I don't wanna get stampeded when it ended and the crowd starts to disperse. I couldn't get any good shots, but here's the sound of the raw power of the machines racing my way ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df4d70e4b34392d3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf4d70e4b34392d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331267714%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D202059E09C21B42D66E5901FD31C8993386D044C.65D293130668884A234D126B8EEA8EFF69433237%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf4d70e4b34392d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKmJrgCwHTCbhaJSlWtLU5M96f0k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf4d70e4b34392d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331267714%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D202059E09C21B42D66E5901FD31C8993386D044C.65D293130668884A234D126B8EEA8EFF69433237%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf4d70e4b34392d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKmJrgCwHTCbhaJSlWtLU5M96f0k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the good weather and appreciate him for that. *a round of applause* Apparently, today’s beaming with sun-rays yet again. Hahaha…the big guy is in the mood of summertime and delaying the fall of the autumn leaves. Hahahaha…anyway, I love my weekend and it WILL carry on to the next ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I got 2 calls from the job agencies, and hopefully I can get my some interviews…that’s it folks. Cya!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5510813511425778868?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=df4d70e4b34392d3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5510813511425778868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5510813511425778868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5510813511425778868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5510813511425778868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/09/blading-is-fun-but-achinghahaha.html' title='Blading is FUN but Aching...hahaha'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-2970132088003418057</id><published>2008-09-25T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:51:53.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship, Marriages, Babies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, with everyone around you getting older, having a relationship is no longer a hip thing. It’s now-or-never kinda thing. Coz at our age, we’re expected to have a relationship and progress to marriage in due time. We no longer can have a relationship for the fun of it. We’re totally out of that league now! Hahaha…how the tables have turned in such a short time. Once you’re over 21, it’s all about commitment and those “for life” thingys. Cannot &lt;em&gt;play play&lt;/em&gt; liao… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, people get married, people get attached and going for long term relationship, it occured to me that I’m getting older and that bio-clock may start to tick anytime. Time has taken my friends away from me. Hahahah…so funny. I was once in the position of a sweet 16, playing my youth away at the courts, and now here I am, 25 and single. Though once married, it was a bittersweet experience. I’m not here to spill the spoils for you love birds out there…just stay strong and work things out…and most importantly, be trustful and TALK!! Very, very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many surprises along the way; as in finding out some of my friends are married and have kids. Especially those unexpected ones. I’m happy for them to found their calling to be parents. :) I reckon I should hear more wedding bells coming my way in the next 5 years for sure. Hahaha…it’s always nice to be part of something like that..maybe my clock is ticking whilst I’m writing this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time and age, it’s so difficult to find a girl here to fit the bill. Ok, I’ll be fair…most of the things on my bill. It’s not easy. Maybe I’m too choosy, but hey, it’s for life dude! Choosing a wife and choosing a girlfriend is totally two different issues. The all time favourite is, “a wife need not be gorgeous, but a girlfriend must be”…bcoz they are for show-off!! Kekeke…you guys out there must be sniggering now rite. ; ) But the truth is, these facts are old, but true. You need someone whom you know can help raise your family, respect and trust you, have maternal instincts…there’re more down the list, but these are the essentials. It differs from people to people, but to me, these are the KPI. Hmmm…have yet to find “Ms Right” to wholly fulfill my criteria, so I guess it’s back to the drawing block and wait. Either that or strike off some of the criteria…oh well…let’s see about that. ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-2970132088003418057?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/2970132088003418057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=2970132088003418057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2970132088003418057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2970132088003418057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/09/relationship-marriages-babies.html' title='Relationship, Marriages, Babies...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-8817361721798629473</id><published>2008-09-25T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:23:58.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on...pretty well so far : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The week’s been pretty kind to me. So far, it’s packed with activities. Had lunch with Charles on Monday; Tuesday went swimming and shopping with Jasmine @ &lt;em&gt;Haji Lane&lt;/em&gt;…great stuff but cannot buy!! Sian…; Wednesday, had coffee with Sherlynn after 3yrs of not meeting while working in &lt;em&gt;PIL&lt;/em&gt;…hahahah…ironic rite…anyway it’s was great that we met up and had a fine time :) it was brought over to the night when we chill together with her friend, Angeline @ &lt;em&gt;alleybar&lt;/em&gt;. It’s been a month since I drank, so it’s pretty nice…but no more &lt;em&gt;Frozen Magaritas&lt;/em&gt; for me!! It’s too girly!! Hahahah…; then today, had lunch with Justin and Henri…it’s always nice to have lunch with my ex-colleagues. They are no longer colleagues, they become family. There’s always a urge in me to go back and visit them, especially my ‘uncles’. It’s comforting to see everyone is doing well and living well. Later, gonna enrolling in blading. Cool!!! Wooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life’s pretty wrapped up now…plenty of activities going on. And when I got a job, I reckon more will come. The 1st thing that come to mind is cable ski @ Batam. For $90, you get to ski for the WHOLE bloody day (or until your hands fall off) with lunch as well. BEST man!!! It should be real fun…and maybe I should seriously get a racer bike if I want to get into duathlon. Been thinking hard about this…keep on cracking Nick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and I cannot forget my “missed buys” at &lt;em&gt;Haji Lane&lt;/em&gt;. The really cool jacket and tops that I’ll been salivating ever since I tried them on…I know the jacket’s still there, but the tops…hmmm….let’s hope it’s not taken ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there’s the plan for the whole month (actually only 5 more days…machim sound a lot…kekekek :p)…I guess that’s about it, unless I come up with more stuff to do…hahahaha…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-8817361721798629473?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/8817361721798629473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=8817361721798629473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8817361721798629473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/8817361721798629473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-goes-onpretty-well-so-far.html' title='Life goes on...pretty well so far : )'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-6747896440080964200</id><published>2008-09-22T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:01:47.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good, The Bad &amp; The FUN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There have been ups and downs for the week. Bad news first. The downs were my resignation from &lt;em&gt;Samsung&lt;/em&gt; and I got a lashing from my MD. I don’t want to list out the things he said coz it really affect me that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd thing was my grandparents are in really bad shape. My granddad is in nursing home and he’s doing pretty well there, but when he held me hand I can feel his sadness and when I left and turned my head, I saw him wiping his eyes. I can feel the tears too. There’s nothing I can do as this is the best arrangement for him. I will try to come and visit more often. My grandma’s health have been deteriorating the past few years. This is the worst year that I can remember. I can see her from shouting to talking softly now. From walking to sitting on the wheelchair. It really breaks my heart to see her like that. She’s been in and out of hospital like nobody business. I just hope she gets better soon. I’m praying everyday to make that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for my maternal grandma, it’s the most saddening. She got only 2 weeks to live. I was taken aback by this news. She’s actually the most healthy among my 3 grandparents, and also the oldest, at about 90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world’s just come crashing down on me suddenly. I quit my job, my grandparents all are in poor health, for once I really feel that life’s very fragile and everyday matters. I don’t want anything bad happen to them, but there’s nothing I can help to stop this cycle of life…only God can take over from here. Please take care of them when they call upon you……..thank you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now for the good news!! Thank God I got my best bud to listen to our worries. He’s there to listen and help. Appreciate it bro!! ;) Then I had the best Sunday in a long time. We went cycling, flea market and bowling!! It was relaxing and I wish it didn’t end. I even thought it was Saturday!! Oh well, I hope we can arrange more of such fun stuff in the future….and I know we are capable of ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taking rocks too!!! Oh ya, and I got my 1st turkey &amp;amp; high scoring game…way cool!! Linfu &amp;amp; Lao Ma got broke the 100 mark and record their personal record…hahahaha….we ROCK guys!! :p&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/10663668-6747896440080964200?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/6747896440080964200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=6747896440080964200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6747896440080964200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/6747896440080964200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-bad-fun.html' title='The Good, The Bad &amp; The FUN!!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-3621999699924351792</id><published>2008-09-14T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:31:54.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Finds @ Haji Lane!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SM0SCQqHzqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Hz7P4xIkuKc/s1600-h/P1010029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245868970997173922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SM0SCQqHzqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Hz7P4xIkuKc/s400/P1010029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SM0RHUly4zI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NDo7blB5ZsU/s1600-h/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245867958440485682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SM0RHUly4zI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NDo7blB5ZsU/s400/P1010027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was great!! Went shopping with Serene and Wei Hao. Kekek…it was fun and fulfilling. We headed out to &lt;em&gt;Haji Lane&lt;/em&gt; to snatch some good deals, and indeed we did. I managed to see some great jackets, coats &amp;amp; tees, but I didn’t buy…*sob sob*…I need to triple check my expenses coz I’ll be jobless soon, so every penny counts. Anyway, I could have easily clock up $500 worth of merchandise if not for my strong willpower. :p There was this one black jacket that looks like deconstructed with shiny buttons @ $159…and there’s a black, long cardigan from &lt;em&gt;White Room&lt;/em&gt; @ $80…and finally 2 tees @ $39.90/each. You see! It’s easily $300…no problem for me..hahahah…anyway, that 2 got a buy each and I’m happy for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we settled at this fashion shop-cum-ice cream parlor called &lt;em&gt;Pluck&lt;/em&gt;. It was so cool!! Coz, the last 2 times they went, it was closed. So I was kinda like the lucky star!! Hahah…and I kept emphasizing it. :p The lady owner was super nice and so were her staff. It was very cosy and neat. You just wish they can stay there longer…here’s the card I took from them: *see up!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Operating hours:&lt;br /&gt;Weekdays – Monday to Thursday, 2pm to 8pm&lt;br /&gt;Weekends – Friday &amp;amp; Saturday, 2pm to 10pm&lt;br /&gt;Sunday – 2pm to 5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The rum-and-raisin ice cream is addictive! The rum was super strong and that’s the way I like it!! yummy yummy!! I’m sure to go there again to get my alcohol fix. And their brownie was nice too…it wasn’t hard, soft and slightly warm…awwwww…so chocolately loh…it’s a rather big piece, so it will be nice to share :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still moaning over my missed buys, and I hope I can get them soon…gonna get a job soon and off to shopping again!!! Jacket, cardigan and tees….wait for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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/10663668-3621999699924351792?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/3621999699924351792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=3621999699924351792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3621999699924351792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3621999699924351792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-finds-haji-lane.html' title='Great Finds @ Haji Lane!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SM0SCQqHzqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Hz7P4xIkuKc/s72-c/P1010029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-2495057108614545938</id><published>2008-09-14T11:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:29:43.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ordeal is over...time to trot the globe!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The 2nd week of work had passed and the 3rd beckons. I’ve tendered last Friday and awaiting a session with my GM on Monday. I’ve feel more relieved now but I still jumped out of my bed over the weekends at 3am!! No joke! I really JUMPED OUT of bed..it’s scary loh. I must be super stressed out and frankly, I didn’t get much beauty sleep these 2 days. It’s incredible but I’m just glad I’ve done it. It’s a load of my mind and it’s time to plan my next step. Travel!!! Gonna do that before I embark on another job hunting craze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting fat and lazy now…didn’t been running for the past 3 weeks, as well as swimming. I reckon I’ll plan some sessions after my last day and squeeze in as much swim and run sessions in the coming weeks. Need to get my 28” waist back. Hahahha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perth, Japan (still contemplating Tokyo or Osaka), KL &amp;amp; Redang…hope at least ONE of them coming true…I don’t want to be known as a man of no words… :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-2495057108614545938?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/2495057108614545938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=2495057108614545938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2495057108614545938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/2495057108614545938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/09/ordeal-is-overtime-to-trot-globe.html' title='The ordeal is over...time to trot the globe!!'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5571072978375612338</id><published>2008-09-09T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:11:43.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Turn of Fortune??? Seems like it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apparently, I’m hooked to alcohol once I have stress. The first thought that came to my mind is a good, cold drink when I’m super stressed out. Mondays are the worst, and once it passes Tuesday, it’s all down hill from there. I meant it in a good way. Down hill is fast!!! Like the roller coaster..so the mood tends to be better from then on. Hahahah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work seems to be more interesting, once I put the boring operations and report writing aside. The sourcing aspect is damn interesting. I just like the sound of it. Supplier visits is common here and I can go anytime I want! Cool!!! I can definitely learn more and pick up faster :) I’m super delighted to know I can do that here…the culture is definitely more linked with what I studied, i.e. supplier visits, local and overseas, to check their operations and quality. I didn’t do that often in &lt;em&gt;PIL&lt;/em&gt;, besides in Shanghai. Locally, I didn’t get the chance loh…not a single chance in 3 years. Makes no sense…haiz….anyway, now’s my chance. I know I will benefit much from this ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…should I ask my colleagues to go clubbing this Friday?? *pondering* I need a drink now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5571072978375612338?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5571072978375612338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5571072978375612338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5571072978375612338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5571072978375612338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/09/turn-of-fortune-seems-like-it.html' title='A Turn of Fortune??? Seems like it...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5808440941569316159</id><published>2008-09-06T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T20:37:27.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week of HELL..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s been hell of a week. It’s my 1st week in &lt;em&gt;Samsung&lt;/em&gt; and the first 4 days is a torture. I think I went into a state of panic and fear. On the 1st day I was already talked into meeting the management’s high expectations of me. To add more that I can handled, my AM and SM told me the same stuff that I need to learn fast, meet expectations blah blah…I was actually frightened for the 1st time in a very long time. It’s even worst when I first stepped into &lt;em&gt;PIL&lt;/em&gt;. And on the 2nd day, I already have thoughts of tendering. I even called my ex-boss that I want to go back. I talked to my HR as well, and both said the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s only a few days, give yourself a chance to adapt.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my ex-boss just wants to cover her ass bcoz her job is on the line if I go back. Management needs justification from her side and it’s very difficult to do that. Humbug! Anyway, I don’t care now. I will NEVER GO BACK TO &lt;em&gt;PIL&lt;/em&gt;, even I’m jobless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st 4 days were living hell. I whined to practically anyone I could get my hands on, especially my family, Justin, Jerry and Nas. Hahahah…I’m glad they stood by me and offered advice and comforting words :) Thanks guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was shiok bcoz we went for a farewell dinner for a ex-colleague. Only 1 yr in &lt;em&gt;Samsung&lt;/em&gt;!!! Wah lau!!! The turnover rate damn high man. Only 1 lousy year…anyway, the Korean food at &lt;em&gt;Jang Shou&lt;/em&gt; @ &lt;em&gt;Esplanade&lt;/em&gt; was fantastic. As usual, I forced myself to eat the kimchi until the main course was served. BBQ pork and beef!!! Yummy!!! Then we had drinks with my GM. Hahaha…he even said, “Now I like Nicholas more..”, just bcoz I drank more and he kept refilling my glass. Hahahaah…funny loh. He and my MD had already suggested that we should have more drinking sessions from now on. ON lah!! It’s only from then on that I’m relaxed and happy. I guessed what I needed was liquor. Eases my body and mind. All that undue stress was gone and I’m feeling good about myself all over again. Great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work on Monday. Hahahah…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5808440941569316159?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5808440941569316159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5808440941569316159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5808440941569316159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5808440941569316159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/09/week-of-hell.html' title='A week of HELL..'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-625863305809602045</id><published>2008-08-31T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:53:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sucky 3 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Weekend was rather laid-back and restless. Friday night was spent with Justin and the guys @ &lt;em&gt;Robertson Quay&lt;/em&gt;. We had a chill-out session and time just quietly slipped by. Reached home about 2am and slept at 3. Though I enjoyed the company, but I felt it could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was even worst. I was just rotting at home, literally! In and out of my room, pacing up and down of the hall, not knowing what to do. So, I end up stuffing myself with food and lying on my bed. Took a short nap and still I was restless. I reckon the best thing that ever happened yesterday was the night’s TV shows. If not, I might hang myself!! Die of boredom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most eventful day would be today; the &lt;em&gt;Nike Human Race 10K&lt;/em&gt;. All that hype about this race is immediately wiped out when we were ushered in the various pens. We waited for about 15-20mins before it started. Technically speaking, it was 5mins late and we’re already complaining. The route was badly organized due to the width of the route. I understand it’s daylight and there was traffic, but the route was very narrow and I got knocked into many times during the course of the race. Didn’t really enjoyed it thoroughly. I’d been through so many races and it’s the 1st time I had been knocked into soooooo many times. Idiotic man!! The runners have no sense of their body movement. Anyhow swing, anyhow out-stretch their body parts. So infuriating. :( It would be my 1st and last time joining this race. If not for the charity nature of this race, I would think twice. Furthermore, it cost me $48.15. It’s expensive for a 10K race loh…and I just found out that only 20% is going to the charities. SHIT!! Not fair loh…stupid &lt;em&gt;Nike&lt;/em&gt; people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow’s Monday and it’s my 1st day at work in &lt;em&gt;Samsung&lt;/em&gt;. Hope it will turn out well and my colleagues are nice. That’s the most IMPORTANT. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-625863305809602045?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/625863305809602045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=625863305809602045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/625863305809602045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/625863305809602045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/sucky-3-days.html' title='A sucky 3 days...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-1719688738847499447</id><published>2008-08-29T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T20:43:13.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was reading my 1st entry and skimming through the rest and I found out how much I’ve grown. Maybe less childish, but definitely I lost the essence of being myself through the years. The older I get, the more vague I see myself coming through in the things I do, say or portray. I’m becoming less of me. The once youthful, fun-loving, innocent guy is a thing of the past. Out come the down-to-earth, family-oriented and somehow serious man at the end of the 25yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading past entries brings a smile and tear but all’s good. It’s always fun to know what you have been through and compare to what you would have done differently now. But one thing I notice is, I’m always the willing party for the gathering organizations. It seems like I’m the only free person around to do all of these things. Where have the camaraderie gone to?! Friends are often taking advantage of this and yet complain the inadequacy. Then step up your game and take over the reins!! Stop whining and start doing something useful. Sick of being so “extra” and the simple “thank you” is not enough at this time of age. It’s not sincere enough! Actions speak louder than words. So do something!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve grown to love my family and myself more, and maybe include some close friends. And that’s about it. My love well is starting to dry up, so rationing is now the word. I don’t want to spread love like plague in an instant. Nothing’s free in this world…even love. I’m happy for those who found love and basking in it now. Congrats :). And for those who haven’t and don’t intend to, don’t fret coz there’s plenty more to be done on this Earth. Like volunteering, saving us from global warming, tons of other charities to sign up and lend a hand to. It brings purpose to your life and you’re doing for a good cause. Save others to save yourself as well. Who knows, you might find a like-minded half when you least expected it. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My male testosterones are back in place and the man is back. No more sissy matters for now. I’ve no tolerance for nonsense and unconformity. When I need it perfect, I want it perfect. I’m a neat freak and perfection is a must. Every corner must be of the right angle and every line must be straight. If not, I would go berserk. Hahahah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know why I’m writing this, but it feels good to pen down my thoughts and reflect it later. Different moods in different settings listening to different music affect my writing…like right this instance. Wong Lee Hom’s &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mOXImYNlw2Q"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Utada Hikaru’s &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HIovJZ-uoz4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flavor of Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are both touching and subtly sad…befits to the entry of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&gt; &lt;em&gt;click on the song title to listen&lt;/em&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-1719688738847499447?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/1719688738847499447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=1719688738847499447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1719688738847499447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/1719688738847499447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-4703225994986795424</id><published>2008-08-28T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:39:09.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneezy Day... :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking my Sunday’s best, I got talent spotted today at &lt;em&gt;CityLink&lt;/em&gt;. This China girl said I got style…blah blah…gave her my email anyway. It’s better than my mobile. Kekeke…it feels shiok to know I still got it! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the flu bug bugged me the whole day, and it has to be today. Met up with Jasmine (for those who don’t know, she’s my Jap classmate) to go &lt;em&gt;Comex&lt;/em&gt;. She’s going to do ground work for her job, and as me, I’m just looking a &lt;em&gt;Besta&lt;/em&gt; translator dictionary. Costs a bloody $499 to $699…gonna hold that thought and count my monies 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumping in H2O now and gonna a early rest tonight. Tomorrow’s PARTY NITE with the boys!!! Hahahah…yippee!!! Gonna paint the town red…ehhhh, I hope so lah…kekekek :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a week it has been. Full of activities and hardly a day off. I’m loving it and savoring every moment. Life’s great and adrenaline’s pumping. Everything’s in order and ready for me to kick-start my new career in the electronics industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*thank you for everything you’ve done for me and I appreciate every single moment.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-4703225994986795424?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/4703225994986795424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=4703225994986795424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4703225994986795424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/4703225994986795424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/sneezy-day.html' title='Sneezy Day... :('/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-3042883647196503787</id><published>2008-08-28T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:02:09.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Age? I would like to think it as coming of Age.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seeing my friends are having so much fun in their prime just makes me jealous. Everyday seeing new parting pics posted on &lt;em&gt;Facebook&lt;/em&gt;, just brings out the green-eyed monster in me. *sob sob* Just hoping my new colleagues are more happening and we will have a hell of a time PARTYING!!! Die Hard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…life’s been good lately. Other than what’s mentioned above, everything’s going smooth. But somehow I feel I’m not getting enough sleep?! Slept at 1am, then wake up at 6.30am!!!??? It’s crazy man! What the fuck was I thinking?! And lazing on bed for the next 2hrs wasn’t gonna help, but it did help me pass time. A few more days of partying/resting/eating and it’s back to the workforce. Excited and nervous. The same emotions that rushed through my body when I 1st entered &lt;em&gt;PIL&lt;/em&gt;. Somehow, the nervousness is lesser now; maybe due to the working experience I’d garnered and there’s lesser to be afraid of. What I’m afraid is, what’s my colleagues like. Crazy and rowdy, silent and selfish, or what? I prefer the earlier one. It’s closer to my ex. Hahahah…a fun bunch of people working with you always makes you day pass faster :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, getting older now, 25 going on 26 in less than 3 months. my desired laugh lines are getting more prominent and those crow feets are getting deeper. Think &lt;em&gt;Wong Li-lin&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;George Clooney&lt;/em&gt; respectively. Kekekek…I love these flaws. Maketh a man looks wiser (not necessary) and mature. Nick…ol’ Nick, you’re coming of age and those white hairs are sprouting faster than you can spot them. Better make full use of your life before time runs out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-3042883647196503787?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/3042883647196503787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=3042883647196503787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3042883647196503787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3042883647196503787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/old-age-i-would-like-to-think-it-as.html' title='Old Age? I would like to think it as coming of Age.. :)'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-3600938901959177393</id><published>2008-08-25T09:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T09:59:18.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SBR &amp; Marina Barrage SHIT!!...Good Timing :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Completed another rather easy run of 21km. Didn’t trained much for it, especially the last 2-3 weeks. I lost the motivation to train and the momentum just didn’t catch on. Anyway, I’m glad I did ran the race and clock an impressive 03:04:38.38 (ranked 4453 out of 5099 that finished that race). To a person who didn’t train and clock that timing, I’m really happy. :) I managed to run the 1st 15km without much problems, but the trail at the &lt;em&gt;Marina Barrage&lt;/em&gt; just killed off my interest. It was uneven and took more out of me, thus I decided that was enough and walked the last 4km and dashed at the final 1km to the finishing line. Everything was perfect. My knees didn’t give me any problems, but my ankles felt sore though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did rained in the early morning and God was kind enough to stop it for my race. (even though I prayed it would rain, so that I can miss the race…kekekek.. :p) The weather was cooling and the best ever since I came back from HKG. Anyway, next week’s &lt;em&gt;Nike Human 10K&lt;/em&gt; is gonna be easy. It’s like taking a stroll in the park. I’m just hoping there’s no major injuries this week that lead up to Sunday’s run. がんばって!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m officially on leave now and there’s plenty to be done!! Like clearing up my room, filing my Jap notes, creating a vocabulary list for my Jap, soaking my new tees…hmmm…think that’s about it. Doesn’t sound a lot hor…hahahah…but I reckon it will take me a 1 week to accomplish all these, coz I’m such a lazy bug!! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-3600938901959177393?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/3600938901959177393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=3600938901959177393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3600938901959177393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/3600938901959177393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/sbr-marina-barrage-shitgood-timing-p.html' title='SBR &amp; Marina Barrage SHIT!!...Good Timing :p'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7954980207823895884</id><published>2008-08-23T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:18:04.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Festival!! Food, Fun &amp; Fashion.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SLIINXGzFTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/syx-V1gipOg/s1600-h/P1000986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238258342219158834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SLIINXGzFTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/syx-V1gipOg/s400/P1000986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was raining the whole day and it made me restless…I rather sleep than go anywhere, but nonetheless I pulled myself out of bed and headed to the &lt;em&gt;Bon Festival&lt;/em&gt;. The rain did subside a bit and made the outing a bit more enjoyable. My sis and me took the wrong bus and end up taking cab. Idiot!! Anyway, it was a tad too quiet than I would like it to be. Maybe bcoz it’s raining and the crowd had lessened. But still, there was a healthy group of young, old and trendy people having fun there. The kids were sooooooooooo cute!!!! Kekeke…wished I brought my cam loh. I did bring but left the battery and SD card at home…another stupid thing I did. Low batt, that’s why I charged it and the card was bcoz I download old photos and forgot to retrieve out…haiz…anyway it’s over… :( Next year ba… ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere was Japansy. Everyone was looking so nice in their yukata (ゆかた). The food wasn’t that fantastic as it all turned cold and stale. The best thing we ate was &lt;em&gt;Meiji&lt;/em&gt; green tea ice-cream. The best part was, it cost only $2!! Reasonable loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis bleed my wallet when we walked past the fashion stalls and came across this bag stall. The totes were really nice and cute. The downside, the price tag was $28. Being a shopaholic and after 5sec of decision-making, we decided to buy it but I’m the one paying!! Aaarrggghhh!! At least the bags are nice and unique. Anyway, it’s ok lah…She’s still studying and I forgive her for that…coz she’s gonna pay me double in the future. Hahahaha…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-7954980207823895884?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7954980207823895884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7954980207823895884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7954980207823895884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7954980207823895884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/bon-festival-food-fun-fashion.html' title='Bon Festival!! Food, Fun &amp; Fashion.. :)'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SLIINXGzFTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/syx-V1gipOg/s72-c/P1000986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5347955076086218675</id><published>2008-08-21T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:00:52.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conclusion &amp; What Have You…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The weather’s damn good for anything!!! Shopping, tanning etc…but sunscreen and moisturizer is equally important, if not the skin will die young. And lip balm is very very important too…I got cracked lips on the 3rd day loh. Shit!! Lucky now at the midst of recovery, and back to my plucky lips. Kekeke.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youths there are fashionally dressed and right for the occasion. Their style is right up there with the Milanese and Parisians. There are more willingness to don shades, fedoras, suits and accessories. That’s why their trend is always in front of us, and us, getting the tail-end of it when they are done with it.. :( One thing about the guys is, 8 out of 10 carry a tote. It’s a necessity loh. Haversacks and briefcases are not uncommon, but rarely seen in the shopping areas. Maybe &lt;em&gt;CBD&lt;/em&gt;s got more ba…My point is, guys are not shy to wear their feminimity on their sleeves. They are willing to don stylish and fashionable trends readily and do it WELL. No joke!!…WELL DONE!! They do us Asians proud ;)…kekeke…Oh ya, the girls there don’t musk themselves with overwhelming powder and perfumes. There is no tinge of fragrance when I walked past them. It’s amazing!!! Our girls should learn from them loh. More is not necessarily good. One more thing, HKG girls do ROCK!! They look better their features also better…haiz….our girls??? Haiz….buck up babes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also many other nationalities thriving at &lt;em&gt;Mong Kok&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;TST&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Central&lt;/em&gt;. You have Filipinos, Indonesians, &lt;em&gt;ang mohs&lt;/em&gt;, Africans…very amazing loh. It’s just like Singapore but more diversified and cosmopolitan. Don’t know why, but I just feel that way loh. Just feel weird when I see so much other nationalities in an Asian country…very funny feeling loh…even though it’s a common sight in Singapore. :p I think it’s just me..kekekeek…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a great trip with many different experiences and buys. I’ll definitely visit the land of style on a regular basis to get my fashion fix. I could get anything from totes, polo tee, tees to ties, scarves and accessories. Great food is also awaiting me like Mango Ice dessert and dim sum!!! Yummy yummy!! Till next year or 2010!! Hmmm…’09 I should be in Taipei raiding their fashion and getting my fashion staples. Hahahaha….がんばって!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-5347955076086218675?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5347955076086218675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5347955076086218675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5347955076086218675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5347955076086218675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/conclusion-what-have-you.html' title='Conclusion &amp; What Have You…'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7345580938140571244</id><published>2008-08-21T22:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:01:19.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - Hong Kong Trip 15-18 Aug 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK2Cr1QylhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/irdgxTgqQcw/s1600-h/P1000955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236985631245243922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK2Cr1QylhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/irdgxTgqQcw/s400/P1000955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK2CBWCN3BI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5AwugS3t5Ow/s1600-h/P1000940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236984901308111890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK2CBWCN3BI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5AwugS3t5Ow/s400/P1000940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK2BHTM6nuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EgXRoN529Lc/s1600-h/P1000921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236983904115269346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK2BHTM6nuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EgXRoN529Lc/s400/P1000921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK2ANiiROQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eFCQkcOLNuo/s1600-h/P1000903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236982911798950146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK2ANiiROQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eFCQkcOLNuo/s400/P1000903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally my gastric recovered and it had to be on the last day…idiot!!! My flu had cleared as well. We had practically nothing to do after breakfast, so we head to the &lt;em&gt;TST&lt;/em&gt; and boarded the ferry over to &lt;em&gt;Central&lt;/em&gt;. It’s just to kill time. My bus is coming at 5pm and we had 9hrs to kill, so we need to do what we need to do..hahahaah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Star Ferry&lt;/em&gt; costs only HK$2.20 for upper deck and HK$1.70 for lower. It’s 10 times cheaper than &lt;em&gt;MTR&lt;/em&gt;!! All thanks to Jane, now we know of this cheaper alternative. Headed to the &lt;em&gt;Ave of Stars&lt;/em&gt; (aka HKG Walk of Fame). We took photos with famous stars’ handprints like &lt;em&gt;Jackie Chan&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Andy Lau&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Jet Li&lt;/em&gt;. After which, we loitered around &lt;em&gt;Central&lt;/em&gt; then headed back to &lt;em&gt;TST&lt;/em&gt; and loitered somemore. It’s very paining coz we have no agenda….slowly but surely, the time passed and it’s time to head to the airport…what a relief!! Hahahahah…goodbye Hong Kong and welcome home!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/10663668-7345580938140571244?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7345580938140571244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7345580938140571244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7345580938140571244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7345580938140571244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-4-hong-kong-trip-15-18-aug-08.html' title='Day 4 - Hong Kong Trip 15-18 Aug 08'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK2Cr1QylhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/irdgxTgqQcw/s72-c/P1000955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7413893037902355390</id><published>2008-08-21T21:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:07:07.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Hong Kong Trip 15-18 Aug 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1-pP0omGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/smM5Qg0D47E/s1600-h/P1000885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236981188788787298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1-pP0omGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/smM5Qg0D47E/s400/P1000885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK17cAysi1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sWsTBnuIO-U/s1600-h/P1000864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236977662880942930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK17cAysi1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sWsTBnuIO-U/s400/P1000864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1xMhEMYRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cTOsTaT0RGE/s1600-h/P1000861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236966401550082322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1xMhEMYRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cTOsTaT0RGE/s400/P1000861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1wW20IypI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LhlGrIszrwc/s1600-h/P1000860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236965479675382418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1wW20IypI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LhlGrIszrwc/s400/P1000860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1veWa4PZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/nAxAtF7-D8w/s1600-h/P1000859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236964508906831250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1veWa4PZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/nAxAtF7-D8w/s400/P1000859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, we decided to hop to Hong Kong Island to discover &lt;em&gt;Causeway Bay&lt;/em&gt;. It’s definitely the most expensive place in Hong Kong. It’s like the &lt;em&gt;Orchard&lt;/em&gt; of Singapore, but more pricey. After shopping for 3 straight days, my budget is more or less exhausted and I rather head back to &lt;em&gt;Mong Kok&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;TST&lt;/em&gt; for cheaper but quality buys. &lt;em&gt;Chanel&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;LV&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Prada&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Coach&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Vivienne Westwood&lt;/em&gt; are just sprouting everywhere in every place that I went. Hong Kongers are just rich. They really are the fashion capital of Asia (besides Japan). But I don’t give a damn, coz I just couldn’t afford it…so it has no bearing on me. Kekek.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also met up with &lt;em&gt;Charles’&lt;/em&gt; colleague, &lt;em&gt;Jane&lt;/em&gt;. She was very nice and utterly friendly. She’s getting married this year, so it was a very thing for this trip. All these lovey dovey stuff…makes you feel very rosy and fuzzy. :p Maybe it’s just me… ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had no agenda at night and totally poofed out, we slept in at 9pm. Hahahah…1st time in a long time that I slept so early.&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/10663668-7413893037902355390?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7413893037902355390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7413893037902355390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7413893037902355390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7413893037902355390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-3-hong-kong-trip-15-18-aug-08.html' title='Day 3 - Hong Kong Trip 15-18 Aug 08'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1-pP0omGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/smM5Qg0D47E/s72-c/P1000885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7183674337900985113</id><published>2008-08-21T21:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:00:21.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Hong Kong Trip 15-18 Aug 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1tM8fRAbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_bJ-YKiLl8Q/s1600-h/P1000856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236962010864878002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1tM8fRAbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_bJ-YKiLl8Q/s400/P1000856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1r5xH-JKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jc5JaDyVWZ8/s1600-h/P1000811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236960581885240482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1r5xH-JKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jc5JaDyVWZ8/s400/P1000811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1q-NEM1wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NwtPxn4tTQw/s1600-h/P1000801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236959558593468162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1q-NEM1wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NwtPxn4tTQw/s400/P1000801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1p2YeiqNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/sEuvZ5AywLI/s1600-h/P1000788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236958324706158802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1p2YeiqNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/sEuvZ5AywLI/s400/P1000788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1ot8aMKzI/AAAAAAAAAIw/78nGtpAvMXg/s1600-h/P1000777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236957080221133618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1ot8aMKzI/AAAAAAAAAIw/78nGtpAvMXg/s400/P1000777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another day of shopping will begin @ &lt;em&gt;Mong Kok&lt;/em&gt;. We took the &lt;em&gt;MTR&lt;/em&gt; there and raided every possible shopping malls and specialty shops at the roadside. Lucky for guys the selection wasn’t a lot, if not it will definitely be not enough time for me to cover ALL the shops. The fashion scene there is massive. Too many and too much variety to choose from. There is no escape but to enter every one to kill my curiosity. Kekekek… :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also hopped to &lt;em&gt;Central&lt;/em&gt; to see the sights and shopping as well. Oh well, there’s nothing to do but shop, eat and more shopping!! Hahahah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun set, we headed to &lt;em&gt;Temple Street&lt;/em&gt; to soak in the local atmosphere. It’s like a long street of shops, just like &lt;em&gt;Chinatown&lt;/em&gt; during &lt;em&gt;CNY&lt;/em&gt;. The food stalls could only be found on the other sides of the street, so it’s just solid clothes, accessories and other knick-knacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, we also went to the &lt;em&gt;Peak&lt;/em&gt; to soak in the night scenery and it’s worth the trip!! kekekek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long day and night of shopping can be very tiring. Kekek…but who’s complaining!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/10663668-7183674337900985113?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7183674337900985113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7183674337900985113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7183674337900985113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7183674337900985113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-2-hong-kong-trip-15-18-aug-08.html' title='Day 2 - Hong Kong Trip 15-18 Aug 08'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1tM8fRAbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_bJ-YKiLl8Q/s72-c/P1000856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-5744585289312621183</id><published>2008-08-21T20:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:05:39.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Hong Kong Trip 15-18 Aug 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1mQjmOE6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/lDIfVzvXWQ8/s1600-h/P1000771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236954376321242018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1mQjmOE6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/lDIfVzvXWQ8/s400/P1000771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1lUTps0-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/dN1oWlHknXs/s1600-h/P1000761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236953341248721890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1lUTps0-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/dN1oWlHknXs/s400/P1000761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1jqk0Jw9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/DmuAKWN2WPI/s1600-h/P1000757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236951524789830610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1jqk0Jw9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/DmuAKWN2WPI/s400/P1000757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1ikRBD_DI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bqxJxJQCUXY/s1600-h/P1000749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236950316884425778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1ikRBD_DI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bqxJxJQCUXY/s400/P1000749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Prayed the day before I slept that the weather in Hong Kong will be sunny and blue sky everyday, and the big man didn’t fail me. He gave me the best weather I could ever get for shopping!! Love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning glare/rays greeted us when we touched down at the airport. Everything was smooth and crowded as usual. Our hotel was the last drop-off point and to my horror, the ground floor of the hotel is in the process of renovation. The thing is, I didn’t even realized it’s the hotel until Charles guided me there…coz it looked real damn crap from where I was standing. So, together with 2 more couples, we went to the lobby for check-in. Oh ya, for your info, the name’s &lt;em&gt;Largos Hotel&lt;/em&gt; (ex-&lt;em&gt;Mayfair Hotel&lt;/em&gt;). Anyway, the room was really cramped, sliding door for the bathroom (with no lock!!), no safe and the thermostat is only for show!!! Basically, the temperature control is just 1-2-3 and on/off. That’s the real turn-off for me. I can’t take burr-ing temperatures and I have to fight flu and bad gastric for the 1st 3 days of my trip :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dumping our luggage, we head out for lunch. We had this lovely beef stew with rice. It’s very difficult to find good ones in &lt;em&gt;Singapore&lt;/em&gt;, but there it was…in front of me!! Kekek…if my dad was there, I bet he will order the same dish as me. :p How I wish he was here with us too…anyway, after that we’re off for bargain shopping!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to &lt;em&gt;Tsim Sha Tsui&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;TST&lt;/em&gt;) from my hotel (&lt;em&gt;Jordan&lt;/em&gt;) and along the way made my 1st purchase @ &lt;em&gt;Giordano Concepts&lt;/em&gt;. Kekeek…snapped up 2 tops and set me back for S$100. It was a difficult decision but a happy one though. Hahahah…I still have much more to buy, so the rest I budgeted to the things “I want” than what “I wish I can have”.&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/10663668-5744585289312621183?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/5744585289312621183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=5744585289312621183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5744585289312621183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/5744585289312621183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-1-hong-kong-trip.html' title='Day 1 - Hong Kong Trip 15-18 Aug 08'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SK1mQjmOE6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/lDIfVzvXWQ8/s72-c/P1000771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7795498899661244856</id><published>2008-08-09T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:59:06.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Problems...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My hair feels very heavy and dry this week. I can feel it when I apply the conditioner. Feels coarser now. But cannot be coz I uses two types of conditioner…hmmm…what have I done wrong or needs to be done??? Been bugging me over these few days. I need a remedy fast. I need to be my diva-best when I leave for &lt;em&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/em&gt;. To prove to them &lt;em&gt;Singaporean&lt;/em&gt; guys have a touch of class and fashion in their clothes &amp;amp; well-being. Kekekek… :p ok ok, I just wanna be pretty and gorgeous for myself. Ok? Satisfied? Kekeekek…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…or I need a trim??? Nah…it needs to be long enough for me to style my new style?! Can’t wait for it come true…maybe by December you guys will be able to see my new cut ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10663668-7795498899661244856?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7795498899661244856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7795498899661244856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7795498899661244856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7795498899661244856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/hair-problems.html' title='Hair Problems...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10663668.post-7050844909882352498</id><published>2008-08-01T22:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:21:52.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems like my last week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJMbHQDoBSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-DBJ0Fyo0JI/s1600-h/P1000733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229553403690485026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJMbHQDoBSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-DBJ0Fyo0JI/s400/P1000733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my $82 top...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This whole week had been a roller coaster ride. Emotions ran high at some points, while the rest is jovial and calm. But we are still as rowdy as ever. Kekek… :p I tendered but the atmosphere is still good and business as usual. Obviously, Misna and Uncle Lim were the first to know, and the rest followed. They were happy for me and congratulated me in their own way. Hahahah….they just gave me a wide, genuine smile of approval. That’s all I need :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Japanese class went on pretty well but I disliked the teaching style of おやせんせい (Ms Oya, my teacher). It’s different from my poly せんせい、美津子 (Ms Mitsuko). She would explain to us in English for each word, but my new teacher doesn’t. She only does it when someone asked. I feel that it’s weird loh. Why wait till then…she can just easily explain while teaching. But I still have to somehow adapt loh, if not I’ll die man! Furthermore, she’s not the pretty type!!!! No eye candy…haiz…..lucky a couple of my classmates are lookers, if not it will be very boring. I reckon me and Roger (new classmate) will be the rowdy type. Don’t ask me why, but I just knew it when we introduce ourselves. Kekekeek…PARTY TIME!!! The rest consisted of 2 40-somethings uncle and auntie, 1 Irish, 1 Swiss, 1 German and 1 M’sian. So it’s quite an international gathering of the same kind. Hahahah…Great fun await us!! ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Thursday went pressie hunting with Soon. He bought a &lt;em&gt;Hello Kitty&lt;/em&gt; bag for Jess’ birthday and I ended up buying a &lt;em&gt;adidas&lt;/em&gt; top, breaking my bank a/c by $82!. Coz while waiting for the pressie to be wrapped, we walked around and went into &lt;em&gt;Leftfoot&lt;/em&gt; @ &lt;em&gt;Far East Plaza&lt;/em&gt;. It’s limited edition goods and I saw this light blue with pink checks top, then I tried loh. Fits me to a T! Was contemplating whether to buy and when I walked out of the shop, I turned back and buy it. Hahahah…idiot rite! I can’t resist temptation!!! Sheeesshh!! And it also helped that the salesgirl has a great face and with a whimsical aura on her. ; ) Anyway, I’m not complaining since it look bloody good on me. Hmmmm…if I can spend like this here, wondering what will happen when I step into &lt;em&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/em&gt;…Die ah….!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was a treat day from me to my beloved colleagues. Only the guys were invited. The girls are scheduled for next Friday though..kekeek...Indo food! Anyway, we went &lt;em&gt;Ocean Curry Fishhead&lt;/em&gt; and had a mini-feast...haiz....for me it's pretty sad but I hope we can have more luncheons after I leave. :) **hope there aren't any tears on my last day....**&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/10663668-7050844909882352498?l=nicklestat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/feeds/7050844909882352498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10663668&amp;postID=7050844909882352498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7050844909882352498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10663668/posts/default/7050844909882352498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicklestat.blogspot.com/2008/08/seens-like-my-last-week.html' title='Seems like my last week...'/><author><name>Nicky Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105421591108142049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJ1iPx8OuwI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGIyGsNlPoA/s1600-R/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zdSWzVrM5rU/SJMbHQDoBSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-DBJ0Fyo0JI/s72-c/P1000733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
