<?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-28833046</id><updated>2012-02-06T13:44:55.922+08:00</updated><category term='leisure'/><category term='talking'/><category term='faint'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Spinach goes Picnic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-1272947929618840092</id><published>2009-10-12T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:26:11.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An unexpectedly nice weekend</title><content type='html'>Didn't planned anything for the last weekend except to go to the denist on Saturday morning.   Fortunately the denist was at Tampines central so after the visit, Flabby and me went the library first ( yay, I manage to get some nice books) and then Tampines One for a while . Shopping was quite enjoyable as there wasn't a crowd and we get to look at some winter jackets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's really nice was that on Sunday morning, Flabby impromptu suggest we go cycling. Guess someone really is getting abit flabby to offer that as we "attempted" a few times to go East Coast but always end up not going due to laziness. This time we almost didn't make it as usual when sleepyhead went to nap just 30mins before we supposed to head out. Woke at 4.30pm..quarrel quarrel , slap slap, then finally rush to East Coast. Luckily we found a parking spot near the bicycle rental and start to cycle soon enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we did manage to cycle 1 hr (the rental was for 2 hrs),  we manage to waste 1hrs going toliet la, buying food la and returning the bikes 30mins earlier! Not exactly a thoughout workout to me but i guess to flabby , it was good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-1272947929618840092?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/1272947929618840092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=1272947929618840092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1272947929618840092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1272947929618840092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2009/10/unexpectedly-nice-weekend.html' title='An unexpectedly nice weekend'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-3188085411908680469</id><published>2009-06-17T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:25:01.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bye bye day...</title><content type='html'>Today me and 2 other colleagues were suddenly called into the bosses offices..and we were told one of them is being made redundant and today is his last day. Although I cant say I'm shocked, I'm truely surprised because I though the restructuring was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boss started this office from london but I can't really say he have been on top of things or know everything when he should. He had a very very good life for 5 years in a way and he knows it. And good things do come to an end ...abruptedly mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back, I was thinking  it seems that one can never celebrate the good things to extravangantly because it is like alerting the higher power that you are having too good a life and it will be taken away from you. Look at those who were once rich and famous..usually they will sucrumb to failures eventually. Look at Warren Buffet, richest man in the world, highly successful and yet he still lives in the same old house for 30 years and had only a few suits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the price of being rich and successful is that you can't flaunt it ...how many of us can make it? Not many and that's why this dream remains largely as a dream to most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my boss, looking at how sad he is and how badly he is taking it( although he did put up a brave front) , I remember my resolve to be independent of paid wages. During the 1998 recession, it doesnt feel good to be transferred around depts and worried whether I will still have money.  Thats why I was so determined to be able to make money without depending on anything but myself and trading is the only option. After 5 years now, I am lucky to say I have finally made it and although I won't be super rich, I won't starve too. But maybe its a good thing that I am ok to stay in a HDB . As long life is comfortable with simple pleasures, I do not need to stay in a condo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-3188085411908680469?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/3188085411908680469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=3188085411908680469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3188085411908680469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3188085411908680469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-bye-day.html' title='A bye bye day...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-495862359576475179</id><published>2009-06-03T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:43:26.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to love a Jelly</title><content type='html'>June is here and we are going away for a nice 7 days in Cairns...yippeeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until then, there are more work and stress to endure....haiz...the market have been crazy and we have been kept so busy.  MY poor eyesight didnt get time to recover before it got worse again...have to endure an 2nd laser again, so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream of owning a private property is all but slipping away. All thanks to the silly people pushing up the prices...think I have to wait till 2010 when the horror of rising interest rates forced people to sell off their property. Does this remind you of the US mortgage crisis?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maybe its a good thing too so that I can focus on my trading. Things are going so well that I think I could be free of labour work in a couple of years. Then I plan to set a goal to trade $50k USD to $1 million in 5 years time - that would be my ultimate ambition and gratification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before I forget, there is something I find very amusing that happened a few weeks ago in a bookstore with flabby. We came across a book with a title " How to love a popcupine -a guide to dealing with difficult people" . Flabby show me the book and say do I need it and I said nope. Then she says, " yala, you dont need it, you are one big popcupine yourself."&lt;br /&gt; " Oh, then you better get this book for yourself" I retorted.&lt;br /&gt;"No need, I'm a big Jelly, you can poke all you want! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flabby never fail to amuse me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should write a book - How to love a Jelly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-495862359576475179?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/495862359576475179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=495862359576475179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/495862359576475179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/495862359576475179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-love-jelly.html' title='How to love a Jelly'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6267327453161742713</id><published>2009-04-16T11:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:08:27.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mood, better recall</title><content type='html'>Lately there have been 2 articles on yahoo which mentioned that researchers find that bad mood make people remembers better. This totally solve a mystery for me : why flabby's memory is bad and why she is always so happy and confident. Me on the other hand , is known as Ms Grumpy and Ms Grouchy with a photographic memory. We can be totally different but yet this complements us. Flabby needs me to refresh her memory and to remember important things ( p.s she uses POST IT in her her wallet!! ) and I need Flabby to entertain me with her joyous antics. I always find it so amazing that someone could be so happy go lucky 90% of the time....especially when she does her cartoon style kind of dance with her arms. Nothing seem to be able to get her down...for long . Most probably already forgotten what bothered her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I think its not the bad mood that causes me to have good memories and be careful when doing things. It is actually the opposite -I need to be constantly be careful and remember things ( in the course of my work and trading and for flabby) so much  that it actually caused me my bad moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting isnt it ? So would it be better if I be more lax in order to improve my moods??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6267327453161742713?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6267327453161742713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6267327453161742713' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6267327453161742713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6267327453161742713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-mood-better-recall.html' title='Bad mood, better recall'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-7897399120150832293</id><published>2009-03-31T19:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:34:41.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"As long got earn can liao...."</title><content type='html'>It seems everytime I want to post a entry , I always want to write " how time flies...." so I skipped that this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt that its been so long I blogged and although many things have happened , I don't know where to start. Maybe I should try twitter and no wonder it is so popular...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...life been peaceful and good. Can't complain nowaday as long you still have a job and not in debt. Been scouting for a condo for the last 5mths. It started out as fun and as time goes...it becomes more of a chore as it is so hard to find the ideal one. And when i found it...just got sold! Really crappy....praying that another unit will come into the market soon. Will keep all my fingers , toes and eyes crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, I happily remarked to Flabby that for the month of March, manage to close my trading book up 7.5%. Although down from the 8% in Feb, I'm still quite satisfied as I missed some trades which could have easily taken me to 10%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what she says?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I prompted her, " How come you didn't ask what is the figure?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" As long got make can liao ...no need to be too greedy, *pat pat* " came the reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.....interesting response I thought. But it can be interpreted as a good response after I thought about it. Here is someone who is not really interested in how much I made. Its a " keep me rooted" kind of response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you read the below paragraph which was extracted out of a chat with my lovely flabby( while I was writing this blog) , one will understand how "rooted" she makes me feel....ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G.W says: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;----- ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell u ... i thk i will get assasinated&lt;br /&gt;blury says: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;----- aka Flabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ya, i think so too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bleah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-7897399120150832293?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/7897399120150832293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=7897399120150832293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7897399120150832293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7897399120150832293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-long-got-earn-can-liao.html' title='&quot;As long got earn can liao....&quot;'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-5213753564646107370</id><published>2009-01-12T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:11:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years plan..</title><content type='html'>2009 - Complete deal to buy a private apt in D09-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 - Continue to grin and bear it in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 - Enjoy living in my new apt classy environment for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 - After being eligible for HDB, buy a HDB and rent out the apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2013 - Quit my job , collect rent and trade for retirement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-5213753564646107370?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/5213753564646107370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=5213753564646107370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5213753564646107370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5213753564646107370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2009/01/5-years-plan.html' title='5 years plan..'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-4753637288490708192</id><published>2009-01-09T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:47:02.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quants</title><content type='html'>With 2009 just came into the picture, time to do some reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past To Do List-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To work behind a trading desk - done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Overseas - done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head a trading desk - done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unsettled, restless , craving for some mind simulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a quant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about the money. It's about utilizing, maximising my capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recognition&lt;/span&gt; that I want now and I know where I am now can't get me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest work needs to be done before the recognition is given. But at least now I have a direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-4753637288490708192?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/4753637288490708192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=4753637288490708192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4753637288490708192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4753637288490708192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2009/01/quants.html' title='Quants'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115417201867058306</id><published>2008-12-30T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:51:22.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I should remember and live by...</title><content type='html'>It's far greater to dare to do mighty things, even though checkered by failures, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much because they live in a gray twilight that knows neither defeat nor victory....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115417201867058306?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115417201867058306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115417201867058306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115417201867058306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115417201867058306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-i-should-remember-and-live-by.html' title='Something I should remember and live by...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-401124195051259179</id><published>2008-11-24T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:08:02.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeeeeee...</title><content type='html'>Last sat, i bought flabby a Wii and flabby also bought me a Wii!! Yup...we both bought the same things for each other birthdays! ..........caused we shared it ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after we installed it, flabby appropriately named it as " Weeeeeee...." as in we. ( but im sure she didn't think of it that way) Nintendo is also very smart to called each character as Mii...as in Me. Flabby created a nice Mii for me and for herself....a very lookalike Mii in a very weird way...but it is so funny!! Everytime i think of her Mii, i cant help laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wii is more than funny then fun...we really laughed so much yesterday creating those Mii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to get more games...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-401124195051259179?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/401124195051259179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=401124195051259179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/401124195051259179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/401124195051259179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/11/weeeeeeeee.html' title='Weeeeeeeee...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-4401000864125666097</id><published>2008-10-13T19:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:43:36.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after vacation....</title><content type='html'>Actually I have many times got things to post but always too occupied with something else to really blog. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now , all I want to say is that everyday seem to be a struggle struggle....maybe i demand to much. Work seems fine..but haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got cute pics from our US trips to post..so many things like in my mind to write but just either too lazy or too pre occupied to focus on leisure thing....if only I can get my mind to be at peace. Unless that happens, guess everything will still be on the backburner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just want to post these few silly pics before flabby beats me to it..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/SPMyXS63GtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/P4wWspUENYU/s1600-h/25092008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256600565868600018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/SPMyXS63GtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/P4wWspUENYU/s320/25092008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like her head being beaten by a creature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....As usual, someone trying to act cute.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256600742949901138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/SPMyhmmVU1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Q1ecXR9kEKM/s320/28092008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256600895263718834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/SPMyqeAxvbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pwmA7zWeITo/s320/30092008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;....Looks more like a viking helmet...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we work each day, seem to miss US more even though we were complaining throughout the trip. But at least we were carefree..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The flights were scary as they were so exhausting...and sickening. But lucky no cancellation or delay flights though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will hope to post more soon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-4401000864125666097?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/4401000864125666097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=4401000864125666097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4401000864125666097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4401000864125666097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-vacation.html' title='after vacation....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/SPMyXS63GtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/P4wWspUENYU/s72-c/25092008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-7597667826648612443</id><published>2008-07-25T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:03:20.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How long have it been since I update</title><content type='html'>Here I am blogging on a Friday night as that is what I told flabby I would do since I hardly am free nowadays. Today is an exceptional night as Flabby is out with colleagues. This weekend with Flabby will be a short one I guess as I will be out with my ex colleague tml afternoon and only meeting Flabby in the late afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much have happened since I blogged ...more in terms of work arena. Was so busy from late May till mid July due to company's migration of system. So bad that I think I was burnt out and suffered from work stress. Lucky saw a doc and seems better now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside that, me and flabby also visited the zoo 2 weeks back and are going to the night safari this Sat ( pray it doesnt rain again).  I guess our weekends are usually quite busy although I remember a time when we were quite bored during the weekend..hmm... Nowadays we don't even have time to watch the piling movies that we downloaded...Really not sure where did the time disappear to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then very soon, it will be time to go VACATION...can't wait. But nowadays we seem to be too preoccupied to imagine how the trip will be. ...I also quite stress whenever I think of the trip cause so much things I need to familarise again before we go as much of the planning were done quite long ago..Haizzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trading have been not bad lately. Pretty excited about the recent US trading ( after a long dry spell)...got an idea and been testing , so far quite promising as it mimic the similar strategies I used successfully in the Singapore and Hong Kong market. Hope there will be good news the next time I blog. Heeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-7597667826648612443?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/7597667826648612443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=7597667826648612443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7597667826648612443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7597667826648612443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-long-have-it-been-since-i-update.html' title='How long have it been since I update'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-4949080172641260803</id><published>2008-05-03T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:12.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st weekend without flabby flabby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Actually its not the 1st weekend without flabby...but in singapore context , it is the 1st time. Flabby had went to climb mountain in Kinabalu to shed some flabs...but think she load up on the flabs beforehand liao.. It's been a long long time since I wake up in my own bed on a Saturday and spending a quiet Friday night at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel weird going to Flabby house as usual after work on Friday but not expecting to see her but just to check on Fartie. Fartie was more dull looking compared to Thursday. Maybe she is bored locked up and maybe she missed Flabby too. But she still hestitate to enter flabby room as usual...haha...all the furry things all stuck at the doorway....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196105553445037378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/SBxGeICGpUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CbIwSy0DnrI/s320/02052008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to meet some friends for lunch..very nice but talked till thoart very dry....Also feel weird driving in the car without flabby lately ..hmm...think just not used to it bah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-4949080172641260803?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/4949080172641260803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=4949080172641260803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4949080172641260803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4949080172641260803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/05/1st-weekend-without-flabby-flabby.html' title='1st weekend without flabby flabby...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/SBxGeICGpUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CbIwSy0DnrI/s72-c/02052008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-5981003829207503680</id><published>2008-04-09T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:09:37.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop to wonder....</title><content type='html'>Life is ever so busy, always flowing..so much that people hardly stop to think back how far they have travelled.  I happen to think about this especially regarding my career wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years back  I was struggling to learn how to trade..working partime basis to realise my naive dream of trading forex for a living...earning a pitiful amount of around $1k a month. The struggling never seem to end. I was dreaming of a job called a trader- those people working behind those platforms that I was trying to learn to trade on.... how nice I imagine it must be to be working with trades everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Year down the road. I am working behind those platforms where I used to struggle to trade on. I am in fact in charge of the trading desk now with 3 people under me...with me making many trading decisions regarding client's trades fate earning many times over.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't stop to think, I may not have realised I have realised at least 1 dream.  It wasn't easy. I was thinking what I did to achieve this.... I cant put a single reason to it. It wasnt one thing I did, and it certainly not because of the way I dress or look.  It was just a continous learning of the industry,  process of extending/ sharpening my skills and knowledge , exposure to all kind of readings and platform experience from all corners.  But I also attribute to luck..because I have been down on my luck before so I know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to reflect and at least give some gratitude. Humans always find fault with what they have..I have my share of grudges now  about life but if the current package was given to me 5 years back, it would have been a miracle. Our perpective is always clouded with complaints , hence it is wise to stop and be grateful for many things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-5981003829207503680?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/5981003829207503680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=5981003829207503680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5981003829207503680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5981003829207503680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/04/stop-to-wonder.html' title='Stop to wonder....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6097480707964383822</id><published>2008-03-24T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:42:08.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treetop</title><content type='html'>Like blury said...its was finally conquered. However, it was abit of a disappointment cause the scene is just ....a lot a lot of jungle trees thats all.  And the hike there was.....1 word...unexpectedly LONG. I would recommend anyone who want to go up there to be prepared as I see alot of people who seem to dress too "nice" to go up there. For us, the weather have been kind as it rained overnight. Kinda muddy but at least not that hot. So I can't imagine if someone chose a typical hot there to climb the tree top..it will be very trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk back after the treetop of about 5.5 km was kind of numbing as it is just walk n walk without any scenary ( as it is jus walking in the jungle) and too tired to think also. At night I have to put some Salonpas to prevent any muscle cramp the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also confirm dango's Thunder thigh indeed powerful as it can really walk n walk. Think she shouldn't have much problem for the hike up kinabalu...GAMBATE THUNDER THIGH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6097480707964383822?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6097480707964383822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6097480707964383822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6097480707964383822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6097480707964383822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/03/treetop.html' title='Treetop'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-3738738148618469681</id><published>2008-01-24T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:17:37.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been 1 month...</title><content type='html'>It has been only a month since I moved back to SG for good but life in Vietnam is already like a vague memory to me - something when I think back made me try to remember how I dreaded life then but now.. I am like not doing any better. Guess its the boredom. But soon it will be CNY and time will pass fast....Feb, Mar, April, May..then it would be SEPT - Going US!  Now I only dread starting work even though I'm bored because I hate to see a person at work and I think my life would be made terrible by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hmm...I still remember the dreary time when I was working in SG : morning rush to squeeze for bus..and evening same thing. I was thinking then life in Viet with taxi would be so great.  Actually it was good in vietnam with the daily shuttle bus in a way. But not good in another way. So much pros and cons in life.  So tiring.  One moment it is wonderful , another moment it is dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans beings are like this : You see me good, I see you good but the fact is everybody is no good. Everybody have their own headaches, own perspective of " lack of " something. But is it possible to have the "perfect" happiness? The moment in time where everything falls into place and life is perfect? It have to exist  since isn't that what we are all looking for?  Or are we? I think subconsiously we think we all want the same thing : good jobs, more money, buy a house, buy a car, good health, travel to far places ( and not regional only) , eat good restuarant etc .  But on the consious level, most of us are just slugging away not knowing what tommorow brings. Just like a friend said to me," Nobody likes to work but we all have to work."  Another advise me, " Don't think so much , don't be stressed up over work security."  *headache*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-3738738148618469681?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/3738738148618469681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=3738738148618469681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3738738148618469681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3738738148618469681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/01/been-1-month.html' title='Been 1 month...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-4472743362021886702</id><published>2008-01-15T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T15:27:03.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Slow dayyyy....</title><content type='html'>Kinda bored today hence thought that I might as well contribute to my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..been doing much thinking lately so I will write about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking about what happened throughout this last 1 year... many things happened but yet, it is like nothing afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a stable "girlfriend" before I left for Vietnam. But soon, I find that there are other more exciting "plays" out there. Those that need less patience and time and effort and yet seemingly will be "nice" to me . I started a quest to look for such a "gem" and forget about my stable girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I think I found "the one", I will start to rave about how "she" is suitable for me. But usually after 1 month or less, I will start to get skepitical after some faults that I didn't expect to see. Then maybe I will try to look for someone similar but do not have those faults. Then the history repeat itself again. The latest is being one that can keep me happy 90% of time but during those other 10% of the time, I will really be turned off. Makes me wonder whether will I be better off over a longer period of time or worse off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what set me thinking the last week and I looked at all my the past history.&lt;br /&gt;And it seem that my stable "girlfriend" was the right one all these time. Although have to be patience with her and can only have fun when she allows it, there is no terrible faults to begin with. I did however, "modify her" abit to suit my excitment crave but will have to put up with any side effects there might be. But I still think it is better over the long term. *sigh* This is what I meant that so much yet nothing really changed after 1 year -- back to the same old same old but its nice also as too much excitement makes me hard to sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the "girlfriends" I referred to above are all my trading system models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yar...I am that BORED to write in this analogy. And I hope Flabby didn't faint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-4472743362021886702?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/4472743362021886702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=4472743362021886702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4472743362021886702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4472743362021886702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/01/slow-dayyyy.html' title='A Slow dayyyy....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-9019010170727369620</id><published>2008-01-08T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:12.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a day......</title><content type='html'>Just last Sunday, I went hiking at MacRitichie Reservior to see the Treetop which everyone say is wonderful. But too bad halfway it rained so we turned back without reaching the peak.&lt;br /&gt;Who did I went with? See for yourself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153093330098391282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/R4N3FNrzCPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jUPMBI5xmIM/s200/DSC00421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S.... IT'S...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153092638608656610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/R4N2c9rzCOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-O1wK3mf1Ew/s200/DSC00420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;....... FLABBY RED RIDING HOOD!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Yup...so flabby till can't button up properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-9019010170727369620?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/9019010170727369620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=9019010170727369620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/9019010170727369620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/9019010170727369620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2008/01/once-upon-day.html' title='Once upon a day......'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/R4N3FNrzCPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jUPMBI5xmIM/s72-c/DSC00421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-1477834228989257816</id><published>2007-12-27T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T15:15:03.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So nice. so lazy....</title><content type='html'>Been back for about 5 days ...been so relaxing although I have been running around to do some errands but still it feels better to be back. There is continuity with things I can do with Dango...no more hurry do this cause we have limited time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice to lie on the bed and listen to music. So lazy to get up and do my regular stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-1477834228989257816?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/1477834228989257816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=1477834228989257816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1477834228989257816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1477834228989257816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-nice-so-lazy.html' title='So nice. so lazy....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-5463972569162483703</id><published>2007-12-21T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T10:57:39.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM COMING BACK</title><content type='html'>Today is my last working day in Vietnam and tomorrow early morning I will be flying back to Singapore FOR GOOD!!  It has been 6 weeks since I last seen Flabby. The previous longest record was 5 weeks. Really excited…back to my old life as I used to have…back to everything. Can’t wait to see Flabby….I can stay with her everyday. I can lay beside her and hug her anytime I want. I can share a kiss every night and every morning. WE CAN PLAY TOGETHER AGAIN! Of course I mean play sims la…play facebook la...play fartie la.  We can go dinner any where we want.  We can go shopping for never-ending groceries anytime. We can go for Herstory nights. We can jalan shopping centres at leisure  WITHOUT needing to think when I will leave again.  It has been an eventful yet boring year. Thank god the nightmare is over with everything I wanted to accomplished done and heading back home with the bonus I conned ( as put it by Flabby)  and with a well paid job heading my way as I planned.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really missed the comfort in Singapore where people can understand what Im saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sufferings have finally be over and its time to reap the reward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-5463972569162483703?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/5463972569162483703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=5463972569162483703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5463972569162483703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5463972569162483703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-coming-back.html' title='I AM COMING BACK'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-2027139003045289354</id><published>2007-12-07T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:11:14.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An article that motivates</title><content type='html'>Below is an article I find very realistic and it remind me what I have to do ...and keep doing. I can't give up. Sometimes I will be trading smoothly but sometimes I suffer losses . It is no big deal and I shouldn't let it get to me and give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="Section1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surviving Chaos&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that some people who are very successful in demanding professions have trouble gaining confidence as a trader? Why do some people buckle under pressure, yet others thrive on it? Perhaps because markets are often unpredictable and uncertain; causing some to act impulsively, abandoning their trading plans prematurely. Traders, who are able to weather the storm to make enormous profits, have a combination of characteristics that make them winning traders.&lt;br /&gt;Of course there is no substitute for experience. The winning trader has experience with the markets and with his or her own personality. New traders are very much like beginners learning a new sport, such as skiing or tennis. They haven't experienced the variety of events that may come up. They see the market as a structure of random movements. The winning trader sees structure in what others see as chaos. Over time, comes an intuitive feel for the markets. They can sense when particular market conditions have emerged and they know that the odds of success are on their side.&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty is anxiety provoking and new traders succumb to the fear. When they are ready to put on trades, they aren't calm and focused; they are scattered and afraid. Winning traders, in contrast, have experience, and confidence. They know that the odds are in their favor, and that if they make enough trades under these ideal market conditions, they will come out ahead. Since they know that in all likelihood that they will succeed, they are calm and relaxed. Of course there are no guarantees, but they truly believe that it won't be the end of the world should they hit upon a series of losing trades. Should they encounter the worst-case scenario, they know they will live to trade another day and make the losses back.&lt;br /&gt;When a trader has genuine trading skills, he or she knows that there is little to worry about in the long run. He or she is never stressed out. The uncertainty and unpredictability of the markets that produces stress in the new trader is seen as excitement and opportunity by the skilled, seasoned trader. The more trades you make, the more success you enjoy, the more likely you will gain experience and hone your trading skills. It will not happen over night, but it will happen eventually. In the meantime, you might as well accept your fate and patiently wait until you build up superior skills and confidence. If you stay optimistic, working hard, you will gain valuable market experience, and survive the chaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-2027139003045289354?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/2027139003045289354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=2027139003045289354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2027139003045289354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2027139003045289354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/12/article-that-motivates.html' title='An article that motivates'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-7552477783630044415</id><published>2007-12-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:50:54.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally here comes the end of the year....</title><content type='html'>December is finally here....I am looking forward to it for more than 1 reason. Firstly of course is I am going back sg for good..another reason is that Dec 11 was a day in astrology that is supposed to meant something. In fact, I am mixed about Decemeber as it is the most eventful month in terms of cosmic activities : many planets are moving in December and with so many of them moving, the cosmic sky is anything but peaceful. There will be good as well as bad things and they will certainly not go unnoticed thats for sure. I guess all we can do is just be more careful in everything we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crossing of a New Year also cast a dark sky as Mars meet Pluto. Mr Aggression meets Mr Death. War? Terrorism? Hmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-7552477783630044415?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/7552477783630044415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=7552477783630044415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7552477783630044415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7552477783630044415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally-here-comes-end-of-year.html' title='Finally here comes the end of the year....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6305113896872666791</id><published>2007-11-04T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:25:38.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep too much....</title><content type='html'>Wake on Sunday with something like a headache. Think I slept too much over the weekend...was lazing on the bed and take my HP to clean out inbox cause its getting full. Was reading all the smses that the now "flabby" sent me. All the way since I moved to Vietnam. Can't imagine that it is November now..I won't say how times flies cause it wasnt a easy 8 mths so far...but when I looked at the messages and the date they were sent, they felt recent. Maybe cause everything around me is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But glad I'm going back soon although still got 2mths to go...but much better than 5,6,7 mths before. Another thing that I observed from reading the smses is also from " dear cutie fatty bom bom" , I am now only "fatty" ... hmmm... that is what Time and Distance do to relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6305113896872666791?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6305113896872666791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6305113896872666791' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6305113896872666791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6305113896872666791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleep-too-much.html' title='Sleep too much....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-4127714188752693331</id><published>2007-10-21T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T11:50:54.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Context ...</title><content type='html'>...... in Sg of course...  What I mean is that this morning after seeing the landlord wasn't back last night, I proceed to make a cup of nice coffee and bring out Sg newspapers to read and  remember to click to taiwanese variety show channels.  Usually I just read papers abit before going online but today I really read slowly and with chinese speaking programs on the TV, i really for the 1 hour, seem like transport back to the time when I was still living in Sg...so noslagic...ahhhh...very soon  I would be able to do that for as much as I want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-4127714188752693331?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/4127714188752693331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=4127714188752693331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4127714188752693331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4127714188752693331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/10/local-context.html' title='Local Context ...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-1654064747801026593</id><published>2007-10-15T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T16:37:42.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiring Quote</title><content type='html'>Not sure did I remember to post this previously but it make very good sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; " Those who take risk will earn the big houses and cars for themselves whereas those who dare not take risk will always work for those that who dare"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-1654064747801026593?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/1654064747801026593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=1654064747801026593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1654064747801026593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1654064747801026593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/10/inspiring-quote.html' title='Inspiring Quote'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-1093395633930016006</id><published>2007-10-13T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T13:22:52.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no update..</title><content type='html'>It has been some time since I lasted blogged and so many things have happened or progressed nicely. Most importantly , I coming back SG soon!   Ex employer finally realised how they have screwed up and is desperate for me to go back and is willing to pay for my 2 mths notice  when I resigned in late Nov after I get my bonus. They would be willing to pay for my bonus too if it hasnt been too big for them..keke.  Been Quite tired with the constant up and down feelings associate with leaving and going back SG. Very hard on relationship as I don't stay long enough to spend quality time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been back sg last week and it was a short trip only but in Nov I will be coming back for 5 days and after that, I believe it will be a breeze cause Dec will be more like a holiday month for me as I will go to HK for the company trip then I believe straight back to SG. Oh..shitty...luggage could exceed limit..hmm..been carrying stuff back to SG during my monthly trips and I guess I need to carry more back duing Nov..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another progess is my trading. Now looking at a potential client who want me to trade for him and share profits. And with me going back to my old company , he will be opening an account with me. Well..tats my role anyway as a Sales Trader - to make clients trade.  US trading is also progessing nicely as I gets into the rhythem ...small but steady while Sg trading is big but unsteady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Vietnam, experienced their worst ever flood. My office building was basically surrounded by water and there is not walking out as people was trapped. But I was determined to get to higher land to get a cab home and waddle through knee high water carefully in order to find the kerb to step down and step up. Thinking back , it was quite dangerous as I was carrying my lapstop. If I tripped, I wld be totally drenched with my haversack.  Anyway , I managed to scurry home only suffering a small cut on my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a lazy Saturaday. Quite glad that I could sleep till 10.30 am cause usually Im up around 7am. Last week have been waking 6am practically everyday as I need to go office early. Guess Im exhausted as well.  The morning breeze today was very nice. Makes me feel like I'm in SG...really can't wait to go back to SG and start living normally again with Dango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more months to go! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-1093395633930016006?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/1093395633930016006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=1093395633930016006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1093395633930016006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1093395633930016006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-time-no-update.html' title='Long time no update..'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-7143328660615324267</id><published>2007-09-23T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T19:48:39.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwanese shows..</title><content type='html'>There was no good shows on TV so I just flip channels to those that I never switched to before and I came upon those taiwanese funny variety shows...Really reminds me of the times when I just know Dango and often go over her place and we will cuddle and laugh at these stupid funny taiwanes antics... Really missed those times...But I will be back soon...really think I'm dying here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-7143328660615324267?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/7143328660615324267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=7143328660615324267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7143328660615324267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7143328660615324267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/09/taiwanese-shows.html' title='Taiwanese shows..'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-5652010406681511503</id><published>2007-09-15T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:04:52.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seminar day come and gone..</title><content type='html'>Yippee...was just back from the lecture I gave at the office on a Saturday morning. Was dreading this day from the day I was requested to do a seminar. Anyway , it went very well with a free lunch pizza galore thrown in. I must say that the company have always been very generous with employee welfare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home today, I was alot of expats family..husband and wife and sometimes with a kid thrown in..going on with their family outing on a weekend. Looks so nice. I was wondering if I have Dango with me, maybe living in vietnam wouldn't be such a dread. It is really not where you are but who you with. Same goes to when going on tour. Makes me miss Dango who is enjoying herself in Bali on her company trip. I will have a company trip to HK in dec too...heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its today rainy weather, makes me abit nostalgic. I thought about the old times when i was younger, seem everything was so nice...tour with family. Maybe I miss my family life ... spending time with sis and mum. Maybe Im really getting old cause I keep missing younger times...oh dear....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-5652010406681511503?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/5652010406681511503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=5652010406681511503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5652010406681511503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5652010406681511503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/09/seminar-day-come-and-gone.html' title='Seminar day come and gone..'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-2578654802517381176</id><published>2007-09-09T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T11:56:12.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stilfed</title><content type='html'>Feel like I wake up from the wrong side of the bed this morning. Everything just feel so bleak. Tired of everything I'm doing.  Feel that I'm wasting my life while other people are having a great time. Feel so breathless but yet there is no recourse..just ranting I supposed.  Don't know what I'm going to do for next year and the next 10 yrs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-2578654802517381176?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/2578654802517381176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=2578654802517381176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2578654802517381176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2578654802517381176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/09/stilfed.html' title='Stilfed'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-3003297311316108806</id><published>2007-08-28T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:57:49.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back soon...</title><content type='html'>While walking outside today...I suddenly miss bom bom..ya ..the two boms boms back in sg.. Just miss being with them and playing with them etc etc and cant wait to be back ....yippee..going soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-3003297311316108806?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/3003297311316108806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=3003297311316108806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3003297311316108806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3003297311316108806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/08/going-back-soon.html' title='Going back soon...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6690078868710509965</id><published>2007-08-05T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T12:30:48.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally , going back for a break..</title><content type='html'>Going back sg on Tues for 6 days...finallly after 6 long weeks. It had been tedious this time, really going to go bongkus anytime. Can't wait to spend some good times with dango and fartie.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really been tired..mentally exhausted about trading. Maybe it was myself that was looking for new ways and end up trouble. Things was fine so what people like to meddle with things that aren't broken?? I dunno...idleness is the devil workshop i supposed. Damn it. Maybe i was too eager to get some fast success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workwise is actually getting better compared to the times i just came here as least people is starting to give more recognition and respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6690078868710509965?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6690078868710509965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6690078868710509965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6690078868710509965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6690078868710509965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally-going-back-for-break.html' title='Finally , going back for a break..'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-2359229857969369659</id><published>2007-07-22T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T10:12:38.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a week make....</title><content type='html'>This weekend felt particularly lethargic...and down..maybe its pms.&lt;br /&gt;Ran so slow in the morning that I felt I was going nowhere. Can't remember when was the last time I encounter the same thing..maybe back in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking about checking with boss whether I can go back sg. But the chances that he will prompt is what I'm doing now. Either he will scout around work that need to be done ( which are many messy things) or he will think they no longer need me. I doubt the latter cause they still need someone to oversee the dealing desk portion of the new software but nothing much need to be done. .Its already near Aug..just 3 to 4 more months I will be free, not sure whether I should risk my bonus now. If I go back to sg without bonus or work waiting for me, I think there will be more bickering to come instead of less. Trading was ok..if talking of it as investment, I'm doing well. But not in terms if I want to live off it. It will be passable, but not ideal. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired... not sure exactly what is it... just tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-2359229857969369659?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/2359229857969369659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=2359229857969369659' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2359229857969369659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2359229857969369659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/07/wat-to-do-so-down.html' title='What a difference a week make....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6633332696222514988</id><published>2007-07-08T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T11:05:55.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks...</title><content type='html'>Been back in Vietnam about 1 week...still remember how last Sunday we went to have prata for breakfast then went to petfarm to shop then Bedok to eat...so nice. It was a relatively more pleasant trip this time round. Finally to get to see mini fatty bom bom real life...so cute...especially the sound she made when she ran passed us. Haha...cant wait to play with her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dango mentioned last night there was fireworks and it reminded that must be the NDP rehearsal. However , it was only this morning that i remember how we passed last year NDP period. I still remember we met after work at Marina Sq to watch fireworks and only missed 1 or 2 performances. Unfortunately, this year, I  think probably we will missed many since I'm only back 7 Aug. *sigh*... but good thing is that I be back for about 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise, I think July will be more eventful and maybe my benefactor have finally appeared. I have the possibility of running a small fund myself and if successfully impressed with the results, I will have the bargaining power to request to come back to Sg and still can trade for them.  Trading have been relatively stable since I discovered the Map and hope things stay this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6633332696222514988?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6633332696222514988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6633332696222514988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6633332696222514988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6633332696222514988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/07/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-2787470284054426536</id><published>2007-06-17T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:03:51.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week...</title><content type='html'>This week passed by fast. Everyday is wake 6am ,rush for the morning meeting..monitor sg trades. Analyse US trades. Do report. Go prop team meeting. Finish US research. Start SG analysis. Go home, no time for dinner, prepare for US trading. Finish up SG analysis. SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love my weekends jus lazing at home. Sadly these two days haven't been sleeping well.  Think its the silk bedsheets and over hyperactivity. Really miss going out with Dango and relaxing. The most is 6 more months to go. Can't wait to see cookie also...v fast 2 more weeks and I'm back in sg again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-2787470284054426536?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/2787470284054426536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=2787470284054426536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2787470284054426536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2787470284054426536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/06/busy-week.html' title='Busy week...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-8992192387738915662</id><published>2007-06-09T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:11:26.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookieeee</title><content type='html'>Its the 1st weekend after I came back from Singapore on monday..finally a time for me to catch a breather. So much happening....the markets going crazy; more work to be done in the office etc ...and of course Dango bought COOKIE!  She is so adorable when I see her on webcam and cant wait to play with her real life but I think she will be very wary of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good that Dango now have cookie to entertain her and I think she won't miss me liao and everyday she will be missing cookie at home....*bleah*  But the real thing is that now I know why people say long distance relationship is really hard, even with msn or skype , things are still hard cause nothing actually replace face to face conversation and physically togetherness. Many miscommuncation over msn cause one can't see the face or know the tone of words written.&lt;br /&gt;But hopefully things will at least be better or maintain till I get back end of the year..6 more damn mths.  Hmmm....too bad that I can't shop with dango for Cookie stuff ...but when I come back , we can bring our pet kid to jalan and patoh..haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-8992192387738915662?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/8992192387738915662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=8992192387738915662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8992192387738915662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8992192387738915662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/06/cookieeee.html' title='Cookieeee'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6080961290229415616</id><published>2007-05-20T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:32:42.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reminds me of.....</title><content type='html'>Watching the celebrity Journals show on Travel and living featuring Marisa Tomei..reminds me so much of Dango : long dark hair, fair fair skin and dark set features....just the type I like.  Made me miss her ...miss her antics..miss the way she moves, the way she eats...especially the old times with her long hair...Hmm..guess next time when I go back..her hair will be longer ... =) ~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6080961290229415616?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6080961290229415616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6080961290229415616' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6080961290229415616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6080961290229415616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/05/reminds-me-of.html' title='The reminds me of.....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-7407215866044790294</id><published>2007-05-20T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:13.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG rice cracker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rk_oB7qT3WI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_JlTeLk2znY/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066523225707765090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rk_oB7qT3WI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_JlTeLk2znY/s200/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw this a few times but didn't really tempted to buy cause it looks plain to me till a colleague bought and let me try.It was clean and crunch cause its not fried but hot airpoped i think. They eat it with meal dishes sometimes too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-7407215866044790294?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/7407215866044790294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=7407215866044790294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7407215866044790294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7407215866044790294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/05/rice-big-cracker.html' title='BIG rice cracker...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rk_oB7qT3WI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_JlTeLk2znY/s72-c/DSC00382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-5374686971801898669</id><published>2007-05-15T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T15:48:26.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another long time classic ....</title><content type='html'>Been sometimes since i posted classic things that you say ( on msn ) that make me laugh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been chatting about my trading and the market going down.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She says:hmm...... then u better stop playing for a while...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She says:if not i think i will have to cut up moo and meh for us to eat liao.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finque says:eat wat?&lt;br /&gt;finque says: cottom balls ah?&lt;br /&gt;She says:eat the furs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-5374686971801898669?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/5374686971801898669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=5374686971801898669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5374686971801898669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5374686971801898669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-long-time-classic.html' title='Another long time classic ....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-1842389921227945234</id><published>2007-05-13T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:13.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My bedside table....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rkbf-MUdTAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Q80fOTlwTR4/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063981090576616450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rkbf-MUdTAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Q80fOTlwTR4/s200/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was just lazing on the bed on a lazy Sun afternoon and with my hp handy , just thought I take a pic of my junky bedside table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...my "timing" can't be more "auspicious" hor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-1842389921227945234?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/1842389921227945234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=1842389921227945234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1842389921227945234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1842389921227945234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-bedside-table.html' title='My bedside table....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rkbf-MUdTAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Q80fOTlwTR4/s72-c/DSC00381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-8650499608323971595</id><published>2007-05-13T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T13:02:53.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful start to a Sunday....</title><content type='html'>Had a very nice sleep last night...one of the rarer ones cause usually I will wake around 6am due to the bright sun and noise. But I had a very restful sleep last night and only rouse around 9.30am and nice to lie in the bed awhile before I head our for a run. Weather was nice too..not too sunny and not raining cause it has been raining the whole day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest part is that I fried bacon for breakfast...heavenly smell. Glad I changed my mind about cooking tastless mifen again. The next best thing is to watch my favourite show on Travel &amp; Living introducing Perth while having my nice breakfast and siping iced coffee. Hmm... I didn't know Perth suburban actually had some very good beach. Nice...will make our way there...will enjoy the long drive with Dango... Hmm..miss Dango particularly this weekend though...hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-8650499608323971595?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/8650499608323971595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=8650499608323971595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8650499608323971595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8650499608323971595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/05/wonderful-start-to-sunday.html' title='A Wonderful start to a Sunday....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-5019950328391263712</id><published>2007-05-11T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T22:29:46.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to clear my jagged thoughts....</title><content type='html'>Finally Friday is here. It is so sad to live this way to keep looking forward to weekends...alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thru a traumatic day..cant imagine the panic that kept gripping me today from night till lunch till end.  And I simply don't understand the people here.. It is so messed up..maybe only for me. Cause I like things to be predictable and certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are nice people here....but I am just not in the mood for anything but to get my trading on track. It is right in concept but needs fine tuning execution wise. I see people and I wonder why I can't enjoy life as they do. .,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss dango...but she is out dating The Phantom. Hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-5019950328391263712?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/5019950328391263712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=5019950328391263712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5019950328391263712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/5019950328391263712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/05/need-to-clear-my-jagged-thoughts.html' title='Need to clear my jagged thoughts....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-2275145221371034670</id><published>2007-05-05T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T17:02:24.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooling day ..surprising</title><content type='html'>Been back since weds after spending 1 week with Dango...Time really flies after last friday..weekend just zoom by...everyday with Dango was great...had all my fave food while i was back ...think i gained a few pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa was ok and the Luge was fun cause I WIN DANGO...haha...even when I stopped to wait for her, I STILL win her. *bleh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office was as dreadful as before..but at least I make it to another week.&lt;br /&gt;Good old weekend..lucky for me today was a cooling day as it rained abit in the morning...but before that it was as scorching as ever when I did my run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...watch a nice show on tv and slowing doing my analysis...peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-2275145221371034670?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/2275145221371034670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=2275145221371034670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2275145221371034670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2275145221371034670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/05/cooling-day-surprising.html' title='Cooling day ..surprising'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-8609313326131725476</id><published>2007-04-22T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T15:58:13.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELLE</title><content type='html'>Just read an article in ELLE May copy called "Skinny Fat" and its says when the fats began to form at your waist and cause you to have a thick waist is because you are stressed. No wonder I have a pot belly although I'm generally slender. It says for normal weight gain, fats will go to the bum and arms but for me, its always the belly. And to make things worse, when stressed, people ( me included) tends to go for fatty food which made things worse. And the solution, to chill out.  Yes, to simply relax. No wonder when I'm more relaxed, I tend to eat less of those snacks at night. Hmmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it says laughing , sleep , hugging and kissing will reduce stress...hmm...hvn't had much of those since I was here. Hmmmmmmmm....no wonder Dango also complains that she seem to be have thicker waist..we are suffering the same symptoms. With Dango initally....was relaxed no matter what...but stress builds up when one grows older it seems....Hmm...have to think of ways to chill out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-8609313326131725476?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/8609313326131725476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=8609313326131725476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8609313326131725476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8609313326131725476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/04/elle.html' title='ELLE'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6493469599610968400</id><published>2007-04-22T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T14:41:25.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A cafe called Peaches</title><content type='html'>In a cafe near my apt called Peaches. Heard that it was opened by a Singaporean and it sells Chilli crab. A set of Chilli crab with watermelon juice is only $5 SGD. Maybe I will try it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was intending to have a quiet day at home till my landlord says he is coming home with some friends to cook. Didn't feel very comfortable so I came out but to see them talking so lively in the living room, bitching about another friend of theirs and little things make me long for such gathering. I have almost forgottern how its like to hang out with people. There are ABC gal and an chinese australian guy. They looked cool people with foreign accents and all and somehow I feel I can't fit into them. Been feeling this way since I arrived here. Last night dinner with the huge bunch of people are the same. There are singaporeans, americans, and many viet kieus but to me its more like business networking. I just feel that I might not have change my mindset to fit into the upper class living here. Actually if work is somehow to my liking as well as leave me alone to do my things, the living here is actually good when you are an expats. That is what i suspect what draws those expats here. *sigh* There are really many opportunities here cause things are quite lacking in terms of talented skills. I could easy set up a website doing stocks..if not you have the right people. The locals do not have the skills which is where the viet kieus come into the picture. Its a slow process. To live here and use their cheap resources is good, to work with them is another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel so doomed. Like why can't I like other people. I seem to avoid people. To totally shut them out. I was thinking was I always like this? In secondary school? In JC? I seem to be suddenly so withdrawn.. Is it normal that I don't feel the need to be in the company of people? Or is it at my age , its norm to not being able to make friends easily. Or maybe I so used to be alone that I'm more happy being alone. But yet on 1 hand, I know its not good but maybe I have lost the skills to talk with people. Or maybe its the price to pay to be able to strike gold. With my trading, it really enables me to make a very good living without depending on anyone at all. Maybe my personality seeks out a vocation like trading or is it trading that make me a hermit...hmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6493469599610968400?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6493469599610968400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6493469599610968400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6493469599610968400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6493469599610968400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/04/cafe-called-peaches.html' title='A cafe called Peaches'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-3336014659128651928</id><published>2007-04-14T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:13.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SAHARA DESERT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RiDkn9rBDfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wG3fF92yFuM/s1600-h/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053290157130714610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RiDkn9rBDfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wG3fF92yFuM/s200/DSC00369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is taken on my way back. See those tall buildings? My apt is ard there...that's how far I walked from this afternoon under the scorching sun. Lucky I waited till sun set to walk back or else I think I will be cooked halfway on the highway back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-3336014659128651928?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/3336014659128651928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=3336014659128651928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3336014659128651928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3336014659128651928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/04/sahara-desert.html' title='THE SAHARA DESERT'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RiDkn9rBDfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wG3fF92yFuM/s72-c/DSC00369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6963572361219623215</id><published>2007-04-14T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:02:03.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy sweaty saturaday.....</title><content type='html'>Woke up and had my run as usual....it was nice to finally have a nice cup of coffee while watching Tavel &amp; Living introducing Best Beaches... *daydream*  Then while channel surfing, a movie caught my eye and lucky I continue watching as its the movie CASINO..it was good..capitavate me that I delay going out of the house to the cafe even though it is damn hot in the apt.  Got a msg that I will be alone till night anyway, so no hurry to go to the internet cafe.  The show is kind of like showing how a mafia group who actually have a good thing going with so much money coming in but everything just fall apart when greed and idlness come into the picture. I was more interested in how the mafia boss treated his wife , a ex hooker so nice with so much money and jewelleries but still she want to hang around another useless man. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard there was a Highland coffee at dist 7 where I lived and I was curious to where is it as it could save me from going downtown everytime. So I asked around and people point me to a direction, giving  me the impression that its not far. Yeah right, I am in that cafe right now and I felt I just cross the SAHARA DESERT!  Really...I think they feel its very near cause they are all refering to scootering.  Hmm..anyway, I thought the cafe will be deserted since on the way I don't see many people but I'm wrong. Its so strange that people will find their way to civilizationh some how some way. It is not as crowded as in the downtown where I have to wait for a table.  Well, like me, I think many people would kill for some airconditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking  that exactly a week ago, I was still with Dango ...and we had breakfast at Boon Keng ..carrot cake and chwee kueh...hmm..so fast...but in another 10 days, I'm going back again.  But I worried that after April, it might not feel as fast. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I will take my super slow speed and do my things...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6963572361219623215?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6963572361219623215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6963572361219623215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6963572361219623215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6963572361219623215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/04/lazy-sweaty-saturaday.html' title='Lazy sweaty saturaday.....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-4081915048801516306</id><published>2007-04-13T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T18:03:51.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't help it...</title><content type='html'>About 1 hr to knocking off in the office, but I have been having wandering thoughts since afternoon. Usually I will blog only during the weekend cause that’s when I have plenty of time to kill.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway…I keep thinking times when I am with you… like going places during the weekend.. then I also think about last weekend when I came back.. and I remember how we kissed … and kissed. Hmm… hope to have more of that soon.&lt;br /&gt;( ) ___ ( )&lt;br /&gt;( ^ oo ^ )&lt;br /&gt;----&gt;! &lt;-- Saliva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-4081915048801516306?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/4081915048801516306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=4081915048801516306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4081915048801516306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4081915048801516306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/04/cant-help-it.html' title='Can&apos;t help it...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-3117264802614558291</id><published>2007-04-05T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T13:57:14.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay yay...counting down to HOME</title><content type='html'>Tml taking a morning flight back to SG to be with Dango for 3 days!! So happy...looking so forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at a clinic doing medical checkup when it reminds me of times in sg...whenever, whichever is it...be it a man by a lorry..it will remind me times in sg when i see such scene. Cause maybe the clinic has angmo, japanese etc and they all communicate thru English as if its very normal. It is a comforting scene I suppose, so much so as it reminds me of SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking back, I passed Rex Hotel. Remembered that time when Dango came with me and she told me her dreams about Rex Hotel. Hmmm...can't wait to cuddle with her while watching DVDs I bought here...it will be like old times. Ahhhhh.....can't wait! CAN"T WAIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-3117264802614558291?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/3117264802614558291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=3117264802614558291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3117264802614558291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/3117264802614558291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/04/yay-yaycounting-down-to-home.html' title='Yay yay...counting down to HOME'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6055024435106773130</id><published>2007-04-01T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:15.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally moving to apt...</title><content type='html'>Just checked out of the hotel and I'm going to move into the apt I'm sharing with a colleague's friend later on. Meanwhile in a cafe, killing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some photos to post for this week as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rg9OdHnq3tI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N4i02Wn8EUM/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048339969474223826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rg9OdHnq3tI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N4i02Wn8EUM/s200/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sandal seem like giving way any moment so lucky I remember I saw this pair of shoe near the Russian Market. The Russian market is actually just a floor of few shops in a 3 storey high Lucky Plaza. They sell mostly sports wear that are mainly fakes i think as well a shop selling thick winter wear. I bought this pair not at the Russian market, but just 2nd floor the plaza. There seem more things..and wow, I saw a very nice Bugalri watch that I think I can get it at about $40SGD..really cool but I don't know whether I should buy anot hmm.....something wrong with my Bygalri spelling I know. Wait for Dango to correct me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rg9J63nq3oI/AAAAAAAAADk/tO7FZQoJsYQ/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048334983017193090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rg9J63nq3oI/AAAAAAAAADk/tO7FZQoJsYQ/s200/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this pack of sugar cane at the supermarket one night after work and bought it cause its a long long time since i chew on sugar cane! I think it was the last time I went to China with my mum in 1993... Anyway, I finished the whole pack at one go and felt like sugar overdose like that..not a good feeling though. 20 cents of cheap thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rg9Kz3nq3rI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Kgboc2Id_M/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048335962269736626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rg9Kz3nq3rI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Kgboc2Id_M/s200/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the packet of something that looked like small tomatoes but they are not. Kinda nice..never ate b4 and it came with a small pack of their usual dip w fruits- salt+ chilli+sugar .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rg9Klnnq3qI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kLiD8aIMe_Y/s1600-h/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048335717456600738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rg9Klnnq3qI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kLiD8aIMe_Y/s200/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a swell time opening up a coconut with my trusty Daiso knife in my hotel toliet sink! It was good though but after finishing the whole coconut I was pretty dizzy..... It cost 60cents only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..but overall this week is not good. Don't know why..just feel very bad, like depressing like that. I'm no longer feeling cheery about things even though I try. I just feel very sian and sickening. At office is like the locals can't seem to be able to carry a decent mutually understandable conversation. So much so that I don't try to talk often. No doubt they feel I'm anti-social but I find that I don't care. Not that they are not important but I find that I too tired to care. I was supposed to go Hanoi for 5 days training but cause I'm coming back to SG next fri , I can't go and the boss seem not too happy about it. Just too bad. But I also don't know whether I should go. It have nothing to do with my present job BUT if I intend to join the other company in 2 months, then the training will be good for me.But now I don't even know where will I be then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking in bed after being rudely woken up by the music in the hotel this morning whether it was a right decision to come vietnam anot. If given a chance, I think I would think or at least plan things abit differently. 1st of all , the bonus I gave up is only worth it if I hang in vietnam till year end, if not, I would have been better off to hang in there in my old company for 1 more mth plus then quit and shake leg. I should have asked for a signup bonus and at least things didn't work out, I can go back without regret. But I thought the exposure would be good, as I'm stagnating in sg. And the money is matching providing I get the bonus at the end of the year. But if I don't find a way to see things differently, weekdays are going to kill me. On the other hand, I try to imagine will I be happier in SG if I go back without a job...hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm 1 week closer to meeting Dango after 1 month of separation, I don't feel as cheerio as last week. Maybe I'm pmsing. I also think coming down with something. But of cos I'm happy to see her, I think I'm just blogged down by current state of things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6055024435106773130?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6055024435106773130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6055024435106773130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6055024435106773130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6055024435106773130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/04/finally-moving-to-apt.html' title='Finally moving to apt...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rg9OdHnq3tI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N4i02Wn8EUM/s72-c/DSC00364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6387882958942611435</id><published>2007-03-29T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T15:04:17.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short entry in e middle of the day</title><content type='html'>Just feel so stale. Not that there is nothing here to interest , but I just feel dead. No interesting conversation here. Either with people who don’t understand what you talking about , if not, its about work culture and ambitious. I miss the talking about rubbish and nonsense with Dango. Like what she said , a nice chat. A nice chat about anything at all is a nice chat. Just watching tv is nice with Dango. Now? Got many shows on cable here, but its just so boring to me. Just to get by another day to me. I feeling more and more  tired day by day, by the idiocracies here and a lack of intelligent conversations. And very soon, my isolation will be taken as a sign of weakness and to be mocked at. Seriously I think Vietnamese are persistent people…in a way stubborn and impatient but they do want to get things done fast. However, the irony is that they are impatient when they don’t know what you are trying to do or say – especially when you are trying to tell them their mistakes. When they finally realized it, they will just laugh. Well, nobody is laughing with them though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6387882958942611435?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6387882958942611435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6387882958942611435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6387882958942611435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6387882958942611435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/short-entry-in-e-middle-of-day.html' title='A short entry in e middle of the day'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-4946203954426216342</id><published>2007-03-24T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:17.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired......and doggies galore!!!</title><content type='html'>Back in a internet cafe after a hiatus of 2 weeks. Thought my time in internet cafe are over once I moved into a apt but who knows Im on the move again barely after 10 days of stay cause my roomate didn't manage to continue the lease on time ....Don't think she knows what she wants. But it could be a blessing in disguise cause if not, I think I need to put up with her even longer! Can't stand the stinking sink with all her unwashed dishes as well as needing to fight with her for internet. And with the maid only coming once in a week, the place is actually pretty messy and unkept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found a room at Phu My Hung today sharing with the guy owner recommended by a colleague. It's cheap and good considering he is hardly home plus there is no lease involved, thats what I like best. BUT the room is only available after 6th April, so meanwhile I have to find some place to stay temporaily. I went to the backpacker district where I stayed with Dango during out last trip. I thought I could make it. But after looking at a few, climbing the forever endless stairs, my legs are actually wobbly already. The cheapest I can find with what I need decently is $13 USD a day. Considering I need to stay 10 days, its $130USD. However, the environment kind of put me off. It like walking with a $#!@ target on my forehead with biketaxi drivers harrassing non-stop. The only good things is that the food options there are endlless as well as cheap laundry. Laundry is one of my main concern but if I can put up with 15 days of no laundry serivice previously, I'm sure I can put up with 10 days. Oh yah, surprising is that the lady at theYellow House Hotel remembered me as I stayed there 4 mths ago! I thought she won't remember me but she did. I still like her English..it is so hard to come by. Sometimes I readlly can't stand their English. My other option is the hotel near my present apt now. It's $15 USD a day but the environment and condition are better with wireless internet so I don't need to fret over internet everynight. It's quieter also as it is an expat district. And when I moved to the guy's place, it will also be more convenient. I think I will move into that, and I will take a look at their rooms when I get back today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgT_JbF4bCI/AAAAAAAAACc/7yIiqsmzP7U/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045438019918130210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgT_JbF4bCI/AAAAAAAAACc/7yIiqsmzP7U/s200/DSC00351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, back to what I wanted to post which I can't cause the neighbour wireless seem to anti blogger.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is their "Bao" , I scout for 1 for my lunch one day and it cost $1 sgd but it's huge. Not bad..with a salted egg inside with the meat somemore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUCm7F4bII/AAAAAAAAADM/99Dbu20gZDM/s1600-h/DSC00352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045441825259154562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUCm7F4bII/AAAAAAAAADM/99Dbu20gZDM/s200/DSC00352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, another colleague gave out these around our dept..Hmm..those brown "big peanut" lookalike is actually tamarind. Its nice. They are sold in SG too but they would have taken the flesh inside out and packaged them instead of the raw form. This is the 1st time I see how Tamarind looks like. The green "dumpling" is actually meat w gluttonious rice but it taste quite horrible. Hm btw when they say with meat, it usually mean meat fats. Horrible again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also saw how dragon fruit plant is grown. Have you even though is dragonfruit grown on a tree or wat. It is a strange looking plant but too bad I don't have the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUA67F4bFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0Ix24BZ01Nk/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045439969833282642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUA67F4bFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0Ix24BZ01Nk/s200/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the grocery trip result. Guess how much for all these - half a pineapple and 3 yogurts? $1.20 sgd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUEV7F4bJI/AAAAAAAAADU/Lq1Hqg7s9p0/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045443732224634002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUEV7F4bJI/AAAAAAAAADU/Lq1Hqg7s9p0/s200/DSC00357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUBULF4bHI/AAAAAAAAADE/hiWKnZaO9TM/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045440403624979570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUBULF4bHI/AAAAAAAAADE/hiWKnZaO9TM/s200/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUBHLF4bGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/hOzGhTcShwc/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045445948427758754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgUGW7F4bKI/AAAAAAAAADc/oFJtTH4mMCI/s200/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pug in e cage is at one of the aquarium shop near my apartment. Its quite cute actually when you go near it cause it's wagging its tail nonstop. Dango says his eyes too bulging..hmm..I thought all pugs got bulging eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I encountered the white dog during my early morning runs. I guess it belongs to local cause it looks unkept and it was running around freely. When it 1st saw me, it was wary as I stop to take a picture of him. The funny thing was that when I did my 2nd run throught the same street, he saw me from afar and ran towards me. We are like running towards each other like a lovers like that...but when it gets near me, he stopped and wait...haha. The 3rd picture is just of a owner walking 2 dogs in the morning. One is a chihuahua which I think too small in the picture, the other looks like a spaniel mixed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, that it for all pictures at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quite like the current cafe as its very normal for a single person to plong down and suft net and no one would raise an eyebrown. In sg, I think they would look at you when you come in alone and sit for long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH yah, I also bought our favourite "carrot cake" when I passed Ben Thanh market today. the shop now is like quite popular with tourists stopping for a taste. I haven't eat it yet, I'm going to bring back and add an extra egg and heat up in the microwave. Yum yum!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went into the Ben Thanh market as I try to see if I can get a pair of pumps but its too hot and I was so tired so I gave up after awhile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...hope to be able to chat with Dango tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-4946203954426216342?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/4946203954426216342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=4946203954426216342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4946203954426216342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4946203954426216342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-tiredand-doggies-galore.html' title='So tired......and doggies galore!!!'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RgT_JbF4bCI/AAAAAAAAACc/7yIiqsmzP7U/s72-c/DSC00351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-1649743488319092433</id><published>2007-03-20T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:18.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early morning pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just kena suan whether I know what is keh keh....Huh..if I dunno..hw I keh keh the previous night ....=PP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf_f-rF4a8I/AAAAAAAAABs/fMqBWiZPtS0/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043996375490522050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf_f-rF4a8I/AAAAAAAAABs/fMqBWiZPtS0/s200/DSC00347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ice cream I bought came in a styrofoam box..cute. Iniatlly i tot it was cheap $1.5sgd for 450ml..then later I realised their yogurt cheaper ..and nicer too. The durian ice cream taste was so fake....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf_hGLF4a-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ARvww7JksV0/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043997603851168738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf_hGLF4a-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ARvww7JksV0/s200/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf_gsLF4a9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/44fXiomQ37M/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043997157174569938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf_gsLF4a9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/44fXiomQ37M/s200/DSC00349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When running this morning around my apt and saw a korean lady walking her two dogs. This is a rare sight cause having pets is that not well known idea in vietnam..at least for the locals.  One is a chihuahua and the other seem to be like a big pomenarian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf_hfbF4a_I/AAAAAAAAACE/F4OeHzuYGY8/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043998037642865650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf_hfbF4a_I/AAAAAAAAACE/F4OeHzuYGY8/s200/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the many nicer houses I saw in my runs...... You might think many people lived in a house like this...you be surprised cause it could only be 1 person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-1649743488319092433?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/1649743488319092433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=1649743488319092433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1649743488319092433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/1649743488319092433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/early-morning-pictures.html' title='Early morning pictures...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf_f-rF4a8I/AAAAAAAAABs/fMqBWiZPtS0/s72-c/DSC00347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-8124422198186914804</id><published>2007-03-18T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:19.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf1WJ-vCFyI/AAAAAAAAABk/fcH-VDghx84/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043281887183902498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf1WJ-vCFyI/AAAAAAAAABk/fcH-VDghx84/s200/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to a bigger supermarket in the evening today...on the way I saw this...no prize for guessing what this shop sells .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043281590831159058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf1V4uvCFxI/AAAAAAAAABc/CxnSw-AjhTM/s200/DSC00345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this is my "condo" seen from afar...look like tampines dango says...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-8124422198186914804?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/8124422198186914804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=8124422198186914804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8124422198186914804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8124422198186914804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-pics.html' title='Some pics'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Rf1WJ-vCFyI/AAAAAAAAABk/fcH-VDghx84/s72-c/DSC00344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6868683984873175416</id><published>2007-03-18T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T17:09:10.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my apartment....free show...</title><content type='html'>Moved in on last Thursday with a fren who is kind to share her flat..for a price of course. Was telling Dango that I have something to blog about living with my roomate --  someone brought up in holland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st night here got a shock when she started changing into very short short and wear spagetti without bra...I try not to appear surprise and avoid looking at anything. But ever since the 1st night,  it like I have seen her naked breast everyday  cause she wears skimky nitegrown everyday. One way or the other without even trying. hmm.... I think I'm the envy of every man. Good looking girl ..good body..although not voluptous but very slim..hmm.. but it did nothing to me leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta move by end of march again..so if i can find a nice apt near here, i rather stay alone..its not what but jus feel restricted in some way. Hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6868683984873175416?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6868683984873175416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6868683984873175416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6868683984873175416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6868683984873175416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-my-apartmentfree-show.html' title='In my apartment....free show...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-6716842129831222664</id><published>2007-03-15T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T18:38:19.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st night at my new place</title><content type='html'>Tonite will be my 1st night at the apt I'm sharing , at least for 2 weeks, with a flatmate. Don't know how it is gg to be...Thk I might be happier if I'm back alone. Hmm.... I got no bedsheet...irrittaing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...sometimes I wonder did I make the correct decision to come to vietnam. Thought about what I gave up....sigh...good and bad i guess....if I didnt need to give up something, one also wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my times staying in hostel for 3 yrs is worse..but I dunno ...maybe the older one gets, the hard it is.  Hostel technically is worse off...hmm..3 yrs summore...but i here only 2 weeks...maybe tats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argghh...hope tonite got water&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-6716842129831222664?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/6716842129831222664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=6716842129831222664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6716842129831222664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/6716842129831222664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/1st-night-at-my-new-place.html' title='1st night at my new place'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-4129062590377614944</id><published>2007-03-10T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T16:34:45.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i miss....</title><content type='html'>This morning after my breakfast as I lay on the bed watching tv... i start to remember how I feel before I doze off last night - I start to remember things...I think one will find one tries to remember things...Just thinking...I start to remember the weekends morning where we drive to eat prata... It's not just the memories of what we did...but I was trying to remember how I felt then....your each expression, your each word... Those are what is going to accompany me now. And sometimes I panic when I can't seem to remember... can't remember the feelings that comes with the memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I exactly feel now? I don't really feel homesick ..yet. Cause if  I do now, I think things are going to be tough for me. For me now, I see only how 1 week pass then at the end of the week, I will feel more relieved that there is less 1 week to go till 6th April.&lt;br /&gt;Anticipation is good but too much will only build up for a disappointment. I felt that I am trying to empty my brain. You know, just get to the routine and refusing to spend time thinking.  It doesn't help when the work is not that indulging. TV at night is getting abit boring.&lt;br /&gt;Life here is not very different from life in SG when I come to think about it. I don't go Orchard very often either so its not the shopping.  I miss being together with you. I miss being understood. I miss being naughty with you. I miss talking rubbish with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm socialising more than when I was in SG.  So in a way, I don't think I will be alone. And with chores to be done, I don't think I will be bored for long. But there is a thing inside nagging.....  not sure what is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S As I was dazing in the cafe writing this...( I learning to slow down...) , I notice something interesting : the cafe ( similar to Coffee Bean in SG) offer valet parking for scooters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-4129062590377614944?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/4129062590377614944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=4129062590377614944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4129062590377614944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4129062590377614944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-i-miss.html' title='What i miss....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-4910801288499066185</id><published>2007-03-09T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T14:14:56.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week had pass</title><content type='html'>Just a post at the end of a working week..&lt;br /&gt;The people here are quite well fed in this company..12pm sharp everyone go for lunch…and they have a nice pantry where there is coke and orangina ..and plenty of milk. Did I say they are heavy milk drinker? Yup they are…&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday they have snacks for everyone…today is bubble tea and coconut jelly…its something like curd of partly coconut milk n water…nice..i tried abit out of a colleague’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I still haven’t found an apartment. Got a misleading tip n took a wrong bus and end up in dist 5!! Idiot! Then keep postponding till Sunday. Going to meet some Msia gals on Saturday. Hmm…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-4910801288499066185?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/4910801288499066185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=4910801288499066185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4910801288499066185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/4910801288499066185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/1-week-had-pass.html' title='1 week had pass'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-2813880228913623378</id><published>2007-03-08T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:04:21.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay..photos are up...</title><content type='html'>In a cafe on a lazy saturaday afternoon. It is fine except that I forget to bring the adapter plug for my laptop! Haiz.......got a good place in a fancy cafe &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_bgsWd38I/AAAAAAAAAA8/TuAy-So9gSM/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039487862758563778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_bgsWd38I/AAAAAAAAAA8/TuAy-So9gSM/s200/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;summore..but I think I shall leave the cafe to go back hotel soon enuff..worse, forget to bring my book. With a book , at least I can still kill some time. Anyway below are some pictures I have taken with my trusty W800i hp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_bKMWd37I/AAAAAAAAAA0/NVBrPpjwzZM/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039487476211507122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_bKMWd37I/AAAAAAAAAA0/NVBrPpjwzZM/s200/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the view of my hotel room on the 1st night, right across the street is my office. The other picture is my hotel..renovated recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RfJJUMfKdYI/AAAAAAAAABE/FWpV-21tnPA/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040171544279152002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/RfJJUMfKdYI/AAAAAAAAABE/FWpV-21tnPA/s200/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my 1st dinner in HCM. Was just walking around when I see people eating this..initally i tot its porridge cos i see the you tiao..but its mee tai mai ! not bad...with a big chuck of meat inside . And of cos with me adding lots of chilli. Their chilli are superb. Cost 14,000 dong ( equivalent $1.40 SGD) I was lookin for porridge but settled for this as its where the local eats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was let off early from visiting my office. Dunno what they ask me there to do what..waste of time . Anyway I walked around my office and realised there was many things there. There was a wet market..yaya surprising right...its like wet market in raffles place. Anyway, found a shop finally to buy a sim card..thats impt or else no one can contact me. But their mobile plans are confusing enough. Its like a prepaid card which got a daily fee but after that you can change a card which will do away with the daily fee? Hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_YQMWd32I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bf6qfnoXQso/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039484280755838818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_YQMWd32I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bf6qfnoXQso/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the lobby which I chatted with Dango everynight..Cant get connection in my room so no choice have to come sit in the lobby. There is a free wifi but the lobby is abit smoky and with mosquitos. That is why i feel its becos of these that we always end up quarrelling cause Im irriatted by the mossies....Last nite was better chat cos I was armed with Tiger Balm but connection was lost halfway..so had to end the night chat early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_asMWd35I/AAAAAAAAAAk/wO6NfFxofF4/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039486960815431570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_asMWd35I/AAAAAAAAAAk/wO6NfFxofF4/s200/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_aXsWd34I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Dqb6RJjKLVI/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_aXsWd34I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Dqb6RJjKLVI/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_aXsWd34I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Dqb6RJjKLVI/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039486608628113282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_aXsWd34I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Dqb6RJjKLVI/s200/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the cafe which I chatted with Dango on the 1st weekend. I'm currently in another cafe ( pics to be uploaded later). It not a bad place, hippy. Where the hip people hangs out apparantly. Wifi here is very popular and alot of people bring their laptop here to surf. That night had dinner with the 1st msia gal I met here, Sue. Dinner was at an Indian restuarant. Well cheap compared to Sg ..its cost about $8 SGD per person where in sg , it will probably cost you $15 at least bah. But after that, she suggested a coffee at Hyatt. Wow...its not so so  environbment ...typical 5 stars hotel but it cost $6USD for a drink. Hmmm....She is ok..nice chatting but think she thinks too much...hmm..maybe its the result of being alone for 8 mths here. I hope I don't end up like that ...kinda weepy I can feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A coffee in a nice cafe will set you back about $1.80 to $3 sgd..of cos if you want fanicer drinks..it will cost you about $4, still cheap. Here is kind of cheap where food are concerned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_a98Wd36I/AAAAAAAAAAs/e1WT7kqhDv0/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039487265758109602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_a98Wd36I/AAAAAAAAAAs/e1WT7kqhDv0/s200/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my dinner few nights ago..Was abit nippish even after my snacks in my hotel room. So I saw a street side hawker peddling this downstair outside my hotel so I just tried . Not bad, inside is scrambled eggs and with pork and cucumber, tomatoes and chilli padi! Yeap..so hot till I cried in the lobby cause I was eating it while chatting with Dango. People must have thot why i cried. Anyway the lobby people are used to me after so many days. Last night , 1 ursher is still kind enuff to point a empty sofa seat to me ..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tommorrow I'm going to Phu My Hung to check out an apt to share with a Holland Viet Kiet. Nice gal so far...I guess I need to bunk in with her at least even if we cant share a flat.  Sue also invited me to bunk in with her when she is back from US...but she have only 1 bedroom..and she said if I don't mind, can share her king sized bed cause she is not a Lesbian! HA HA HA....the joke is on her.  K la, I know I bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two msia gals I'm supposed to meet told me they going for a movie but I had already seen that movie..Here the movie is quite behind time. So i rather buy DVDs. Talking about DVDs, I bought 6 for $9 SGD only! Going to watch with Dango when I'm back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-2813880228913623378?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/2813880228913623378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=2813880228913623378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2813880228913623378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/2813880228913623378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/yayphotos-are-up.html' title='Yay..photos are up...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ulRhBtMkA3M/Re_bgsWd38I/AAAAAAAAAA8/TuAy-So9gSM/s72-c/DSC00313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-7476379096171178977</id><published>2007-03-05T09:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T09:57:55.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Below is what I wrote in my hotel room before I slept: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wanted to sleep late today but end up waking early as usual..hmm…went out 11ish to find a café to chat with Dango..It was a nice café…with gays n I saw the 1st butch here.&lt;br /&gt;I thought about many things…but when it comes to writing down, everything is such a blur…. One of the things I thought about is whether I would I do on weekends after I found a apt. I used to think I will be fine with watching tv and maybe cook abit and do housework but now it seem it will be depressing. Its not the standard of living cause with money, everything can be the same . But yet….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling the msia gal colleague when we meet to have dinner that Im getting irriated walk on the streets cause I do not like being harassed. I feel like I’m being watched all the time when im on the street. I don’t like that. I also nearly got knocked down by a bike today. I am starting to want to hibernate myself. And it dreads me that tomorrow I gotta work. Maybe it’s because I’m not too sure what Im working on now..or rather how to start it. But with familiar stuff, I think I will be feeling better. I feel fake. I feel I have to fake to socialize when I do not like to. But I guess soon my real self will show itself….but yet I don’t like that because I’m very anti social. But with all the pro and cons of socializing, I guess I rather put up with the inconveniece of being lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss dango a lot after my trip to the café. I just feel that I have to connect with her again. To be connected so as to be able to express my thoughts whenever I want and to hear her talk about anything.  I hope next week fly past…and I can find my apt soon. Time used to be fast at cityindex…maybe cause Im doing my things. I want to start my things asap too…to escape from all these unfamiliar stuff…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-7476379096171178977?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/7476379096171178977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=7476379096171178977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7476379096171178977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7476379096171178977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/sunday-post.html' title='Sunday post...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-8239831832964601644</id><published>2007-03-03T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T15:44:55.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post from Vietnam</title><content type='html'>Sitting at the lobby of my hotel on the 1st saturday since I arrived. Only been here since weds and it has been a whirlwind since. I have some pics which I wanted to load but the IT dept of our company is so strict with what we can do with our laptops. Even MSN is not possible and after some work, I finnaly installed Skype and yahoo messenger. Skype really works well with voice and I have been able to talk with Dango. Know she missed me alot and I missed her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st night here was a nightmare as I encountered some "thing" in the room. It had scared me that I didn't slp the 1st nite and went to work the next day feeling so shagged. 2nd night I have to on all the lights and tv and even though I woke like 5 times that night, I was lucky to grab some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is a headache as there are some viet that are not very friendly and cooperative. I really hope I can finish up what I'm expected to do and move on. Some colleague have been helpful esp those that are in different depts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im supposed to meet up with my sis friend who is also working here tonite for dinner....abit dreading but im interested to know what he is working as.  I'm tired now as I have woke early to run along the riverside....sound nice but its not as the river is smelly and I think Im covered with dust on the way walking back to the hotel. Then I went to look at some apt and was disappointed cause last nite I went to the an colleague place, a malaysian gal working in the same company. Her apt was nice although exp...but at least it was spacious. I guess I have to up my budget if I want a similar place with laundry done for you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night so far I have been staying up late to chat with Dango. Know she is tired too as our time difference is an hr...I think im falling sick...thoart is not well today....haiz...betta dun talk too much tonite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-8239831832964601644?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/8239831832964601644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=8239831832964601644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8239831832964601644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/8239831832964601644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/03/1st-post-from-vietnam.html' title='1st post from Vietnam'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-7687747803962530676</id><published>2007-02-26T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T17:58:48.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leisure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faint'/><title type='text'>Counting down....</title><content type='html'>Its the 2nd last day before I leave for Ho Chi Minh to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quite an enjoyable time on Sat gatherings with friends and bbqing. And the best of all, I had spent almost the entire of the last week staying with Dango. There are times where it was just mundane stuff while I packed or settling some home stuff for my mum, other times it was hectic running from one place to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to MacRitchie Reservior  that day was indeed a memorable day. I guess we over estimated ourselves when we tempted to go to the Treetop to patoh. Halfway, we gave up after learning it was a 5km hike and moreover with our slippers and sandals, I doubt we can reach there. And while trying to find other path to have a leisure time, came upon monkeys that attacked our bag of snacks! Was impressed by how dango try to scare them off while I quickly try to sneak away. Hmm.... I really don't like monkeys. ( - __ - ") Ha..but I really enjoyed the time sitting inside the paillvion and chit chatting while waiting for the rain to stop.  I hope you enjoyed what you wanted for " patohing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday was another story. Dango gave me a scare while out lunching before a movie. I'm not scared but more of being very worried when you nearly fainted. It is like a minute we were laughing and talking nonsenical stuff and another minute, all the colors are drained from your face. But the relieve was also as comforting as you regain your own self. Hope you don't have to go thru that again when I'm not around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just thinking last few days that how we can talked to each other... just simply talking about anything...whether walking outside or nuaring on the bed....talking till we fell asleep. You still have what it takes to make me laugh with your sense of humor ( I know its not humor to you as it's just your skeptical analysis of everything) . It was like that a year ago and even now...I hope we can do that for always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, it is just a temporary inconvenience that we have to put up with in order to have a better , more secure future.  To have a ragdoll and a westie ( without the ball head please) for you to play with.  I'm not leaving, I'm just going away for awhile.  Meanwhile, we are going to have a swell time whenever we meet up - something for us to look forward to. *wink wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-7687747803962530676?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/7687747803962530676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=7687747803962530676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7687747803962530676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/7687747803962530676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/02/counting-down.html' title='Counting down....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-785748104214367770</id><published>2007-02-20T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T14:23:44.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day....</title><content type='html'>I'm alone at the office today...serving my last day here....&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kind of weird....sad.....and maybe in awe of what is ahead of me....&lt;br /&gt;So much memory here....the kind treatment here by the good life as we were spolit by our bosses...the partying and the drinking sessions during the happier times...&lt;br /&gt;Most of all , it is here at this office that I "serenaded" Dango...no singing though...but you know what I mean right * wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking now..how I loved my pc here with three 19 inch LCDs screens with abilty to chat and download movies and songs thoughout the day....and the director chair..I will miss all these cause I doubt Vietnam will have all these.  Listening to the song by Nelly Furtado " All good things  come to an end"  now....... how appropriate....how sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the tough road ahead need some time to get used to but I have to do it because I know it's the path paved for me in the cosmic sky....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An end always bring a new beginning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-785748104214367770?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/785748104214367770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=785748104214367770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/785748104214367770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/785748104214367770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-day.html' title='Last Day....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-117128066438045429</id><published>2007-02-12T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T14:41:40.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicky weekend</title><content type='html'>Not so good a weekend cause not only Dango felt worse on friday, I also kena the flu bug... humbug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sniff Sniff* Today at work was like trying to breath thru a straw...stuffocating...but strangely enough, just as the day is ending, my nose cleared...as if it knows that it is going home soon. Ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to see Dango coughing so much that she can't sleep, but I'm glad that dango is feeling better today. Hope that the coming week, we can go patoh as planned instead of staying in most of the time. But actually on looking back, it wasn't bad too..just lazing and sleeping and with Dango hopping down the stairs every 30mins to make sure I'm covered with 2 blankets....*sweat sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today , my colleague reminded me that its going to be another 5 more days before I say sayora to them all and she will missed me...I can understand how she feels cause I would feel abandoned also if I were her....as the only young female there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...was shopping with Dango over the weekend for some necessities but I doubt I cover most things..cause today I feel I should bring alot of package soups there to make for dinner as I think I quite a soupy person. Then there are those thoughts that I do not want to think about. Actually I don't like to be reminded that I'm going to Vietnam. To me, its an action that I do not want to spend thoughts on...but just do it. I like to keep my thoughts on the times that I will be meeting Dango and the trip to Great Barrier Reef.... those are the thoughts that is going to keep me sane while I'm there alone. And I will keep my mind on work, my trades, chatting with Dango and taking care of myself and not on the surrounding there cause I don't like the surrounding. I like to think that I'm just going to Tuas island to work and I am just going to focus on what's ahead and mute out all the discomfort that I know is going to hit me. For a start, I'm booked to stay in a hotel for 2 weeks that have history that stretch back to the 70s. Bummer.. and what will I do? I will try to get an apartment by the 3rd day by hook or by crook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-117128066438045429?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/117128066438045429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=117128066438045429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/117128066438045429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/117128066438045429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/02/sicky-weekend.html' title='Sicky weekend'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-117098201686117140</id><published>2007-02-09T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T08:46:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Dango</title><content type='html'>Know that I haven't been blogging for some time and it is not that I got nothing to write but more of like no time. Settled more of the administrative things for moving over to Vietnam but left alot of packing to do I guess..hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Dango, never see her so sick before...I think she also never been so sick in her whole life before...* Hugz* Guess cause she is hardly sick .... Hope she get well soon then we can go "Patoh".  It was so cute that day when she said when she walked pass "Bee Cheng Hiang" with the smell  so nice  till all the Bah Kwa seem to be waving to her...Hilarious! Especially with her action of waving ...as if so real like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-117098201686117140?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/117098201686117140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=117098201686117140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/117098201686117140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/117098201686117140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/02/poor-dango.html' title='Poor Dango'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-117004521729905441</id><published>2007-01-29T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T12:33:37.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend.....</title><content type='html'>Initally planned to go sentosa on friday when I took leave but think luckily we decide to go Jurong swimming complex cause 1stly we forgot to bring "Ah John" - dango's swimming ball out...it's no fun without ah john bobbing up and down in the sea. Anyway , had  a good time at jurong cause there was practially no people due to the rainy day and it's a friday! haha...we were freezing at times and seeking shelter on and off..but nonetheless, it was fun in the lazy river and in the wave pool. Went for Fish head steamboat for the 1st time and unfortunately I don't feel well if not my appetite will be better .. =&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm..tendered on Thursday and the bosses instead offer that I relocate to Sydney because of the new office  there. Was very surprised cause I never expected that...but both parties retreat to think over the weekend. I doubt anything of what they say will come to fruitation within 1 mth, so to me, 1 bird in hand is better than 2 in the bush. Moreover, I doubt they can match the vietnam offer in terms of renumeration.  Well..we shall see...this career affair of mine seem to have twisthere and twist there...oh...I think our IT guy also just tender today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-117004521729905441?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/117004521729905441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=117004521729905441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/117004521729905441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/117004521729905441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/01/long-weekend_29.html' title='Long weekend.....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116946754882900526</id><published>2007-01-22T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T23:52:24.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend....</title><content type='html'>Last weekend wasn't long...but the coming weekend is going to be! ^ _^ Will be planning to go sentosa and nuar then weekend nuar somemore?? hmm....better plan somethings...Got a feeling that I have lots to do ...but it's like everything hinges on something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Pan's Labyrinth last weekend, and it was such a amazing show..griping! Me and Dango blur blur sit inside the cinema and thought we entered the wrong cinema when the show started in Spanish with English subtitles because we all along thought it was in English and was abit disappointed. Nonetheless, it was a great movie but Dango got her eyes behind my shoulder most of the time. And to think she loves horror movie ...but yet can't stand grossness. I'm quite the opposite I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking alot over the weekend...hmm...not sure why..but it's more like pondering about life.... can't really remember it now...but will write it down if melacholy strikes again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116946754882900526?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116946754882900526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116946754882900526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116946754882900526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116946754882900526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/01/long-weekend.html' title='Long weekend....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116882805218275152</id><published>2007-01-15T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:34:41.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate have spoken , what more can I say....</title><content type='html'>They have counter-offered me more than I asked for....pre-empting any effort of mine to find excuses within myself not to go Vietnam. Fate have spoken and I know it's better to go with the flow and be optimistic because any resistance is going to be futile.  I know it is for the better and I'm indeed optimistic although I can't say why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I did not want to tell you sooner but its cause I do not want you to fret early.&lt;br /&gt;* Hugz *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116882805218275152?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116882805218275152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116882805218275152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116882805218275152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116882805218275152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/01/fate-have-spoken-what-more-can-i-say.html' title='Fate have spoken , what more can I say....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116851997229713711</id><published>2007-01-11T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T14:47:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmony Combination</title><content type='html'>Read a "Ba Zi" book in a bookstore today , and it was mostly very deep jargons hence I was just flipping thru and something caught my attention. It  mentioned  6 harmony combinations of chinese signs and guess wat?! Dragon and Rooster is one of them! Moreover Dragon + Rooster = Metal  which I don't really know what it mean either..but going by that logic , I reckon fire dragon + metal rooster shld be equal  fire-like metal which should be GOLD!!! hahaha! Anyway, that's my theory =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was really a super sway day for me. Morning missed a bus, kena knocked by people on bus. Then go home also just missed the bus, reach hme found out car is not available hence cannot go Dango's place as planned . Then house blacked out. Fed up. Quickly just packed my stuff and go over Dango place by train to stay the night. Glad I did =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116851997229713711?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116851997229713711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116851997229713711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116851997229713711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116851997229713711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/01/harmony-combination.html' title='Harmony Combination'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116779649959653379</id><published>2007-01-03T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T15:38:34.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post of 2007....</title><content type='html'>I wish I could be joyous....but I'm in the office now with slight fever and a blocked nose , a bad cough...  Can't believe after 5 days eating doc's med, I'm still like this.  Spent the last 5 days at my little Dango's place the whole time... Even though we didn't party nor did exceptional stuff plus I'm so sick....it was  5 days of good fun where we nuar together, had splendid sushi ( I'm impressed with our speed of eating...) , went to old haunts to have gd food,  did some 'clearing" of many dvds pending to be watched (finally!).   Ya, of cos we catched the fireworks on 31dec... a yearly ritual , haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I most miss during this time? Kissing Dango.. didn't wana take e risk to spread the flu bug to her. Ha, although kissing was off limit...it doesn't mean I'm down and out.. sweating out in bed is a good way to lower down the fever it seems...kekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been writing for sometime. It's not I don't have anything to write..but the stuff that was happening , I felt, wasn't that pleasant...especially it will remind me of the impending sad things that might be happening.  Well, I'm offered a job to relocate to Vietnam to work.. Good pay, expatriate lifestyle, gd job prospect. Nothing bad about it , except that Dango can't come with me. That made me half- hearted to whether to accept anot...and I tempted fate. Asked for more renumeration and if they refused, I will have a reason not to go. And if they agree, then I'm fated to go.  Still waiting for answer...we shall see....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116779649959653379?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116779649959653379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116779649959653379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116779649959653379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116779649959653379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2007/01/1st-post-of-2007.html' title='1st post of 2007....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116701048514473095</id><published>2006-12-25T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:32:55.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In office on Christmas day</title><content type='html'>Yup, in office right now.. damn the Japanese market.&lt;br /&gt;Slept late last night at Dango place and woke 6am to go home and ran and came to work. Quite a long weekend at Dango's place...and next weekend will even be longer: Friday till Tues! Dango was so excited about this that she almost can't sleep. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas is considered quiet to me...no hefty celebrations, just cozy enjoyment ...good in a way bah. Partying times are over for me I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the gift Dango got for me for Christmas thought it caught me by surprise.... -M***-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think my brain already is thinking in pausal mode.. Think later I will be quite stoned...hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116701048514473095?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116701048514473095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116701048514473095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116701048514473095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116701048514473095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-office-on-christmas-day.html' title='In office on Christmas day'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116675851843440236</id><published>2006-12-22T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T11:46:32.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness....</title><content type='html'>Came across an article on Happiness and how to measure it... It try to link happiness with capitalism and I suddenly stuck an concept :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say money don't bring you happiness...but I think that's not true...Money can get things that bring you happiness...just that it might not last. And they also missed out the fact that money can indirectly bring you unhappiness...How? The very happiness that money brought you will bring about your unhappiness as well...A paradox indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you started off poor.. on a scale of 1 to 10 of the possessions you own, you rank 2. You don't have to lose alot to get back to the rank of 1. And assume losing that 1 point will already be enough to make one unhappy. Then as you start to work and improve your life, your rank upgrade to 5 cause you are gathering more possessions to make you happy...each point upgrade you make, made you happier cause you achieved something but that happiness don't last so you look to make more points. NOW think.. from rank 5, you fell to rank 3 , its a difference of 2 pts. That 2 pts lost certainly caused much more misery than if you were to drop from rank 2 to rank 1 ( minus 1 pt). But will that person still think at least I'm rank 3, which is better than rank 2 , 3 years ago? NO...he will think he is 2 pts backward from rank 5. It's like an person appetite is stretched as he eats more and more and needs more and more to feel satisfied. And with his appetite bigger, a little lack of food will means more anxiety to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, as one aim to get more &amp;amp; more out of life...in terms of wealth and possessions, one is being made more vulnerable to unhappiness. Maybe that's why there are more unhappy people around as the society get more afluence. They have learned to tie happiness with possessions and the only way they can be made more happy is to have more possessions. But according with the law of dimishing return, they need more and more possessions to give them a similar degree of happiness compared to the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion? The rituals of possessions gathering is futile, as the ultimate end is more unhappiness. So how to maintain happiness? To me, I feel maybe is to live simply.. in this way, one do not need alot to feel happy. A simple movie and dinner outing will bring much happiness if done occassionally. Imagine if you do this every weekend, it will be such a joykill.&lt;br /&gt;As such, human being themselves need to control their urge to repeat rituals that make them happy too often.... in order to prolong that happiness that ritual brings. Another paradox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine having sex everyday... who can take it.. haha.. I guess it boils down to moderation to everything in life , doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116675851843440236?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116675851843440236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116675851843440236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116675851843440236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116675851843440236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/12/happiness.html' title='Happiness....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116649508956808367</id><published>2006-12-19T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T10:27:56.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Back.......</title><content type='html'>Raining days seem to make me so nostalgic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on the bus today when I suddenly think back to when we just get to know each other...&lt;br /&gt;With lately so much r/s things happening around us...it makes me think how we got together...&lt;br /&gt;And certain things reminded why I was attacted to you.. I always said you are different...now I rememeber the difference and why I like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you cause you are simple, pure , honest.&lt;br /&gt;I like the fact that you are not the partying sort.&lt;br /&gt;I like that you don't change your mind easily and you don't cave in to pressure&lt;br /&gt;I hate deceptions, I hate inconsistancy, I hate illogical talk.&lt;br /&gt;I hate people that change their views or opinions but yet can't explain the reason.&lt;br /&gt;All these you are not.&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting your cuteness helped also. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as you make me want to pull out my hair at times, I still adore you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116649508956808367?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116649508956808367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116649508956808367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116649508956808367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116649508956808367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/12/think-back.html' title='Think Back.......'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116641357132112676</id><published>2006-12-18T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T17:06:35.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peep Peep...</title><content type='html'>Just thought of a something fuuny that happened last night since you mentioned that there was no joke in my last post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Background : Watching last night chinese show ..wat " flying daggers etc etc" where the male actor ( taka something) is peeping at Zhang ziyi while she took a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dango : (refering to show) Will you peep at me while I take a bath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yes... (expecting a whack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dango : (smile sheepishly, better known as "Arm Qhio")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : You happy that I want to peep at you ah?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dango : Heeeeeeee (nod nod)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : (- __ - """) !! *PENGZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...So adorable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116641357132112676?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116641357132112676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116641357132112676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116641357132112676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116641357132112676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/12/peep-peep.html' title='Peep Peep...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116640343029535084</id><published>2006-12-18T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T10:28:27.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a good rest..</title><content type='html'>Haven't been sleeping well till last night after I had a muscle relaxant pill...slept like a log. Woke up body not feeling sore but don't think my arm is well yet...still can feel weak if too much movement.....too much action over the weekend liao ; P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...thats not the reason I blogging now. The reason is that during my morning run today, I suddenly missed you alot ; I suddenly felt very sorry if I had behaved mean to you over the weekend due to all sort of reasons. It felt like although we have our differences , quiet fuming , misunderstandings etc , I still very much love to be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116640343029535084?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116640343029535084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116640343029535084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116640343029535084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116640343029535084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/12/finally-good-rest.html' title='Finally a good rest..'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116617018362050674</id><published>2006-12-15T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T17:11:57.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terribly SLEEPY ...........</title><content type='html'>Went to party last night and slept at 1.30 am and wake at 6 am .... I'm really typing with my nose now..... Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway TGIF... tml no need to return car so can sleep late late tml.... yay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to write about some events that happened on my trip to vietnam. They made me laugh when I think back...haha...&lt;br /&gt;It was the first night of the trip at the "loc cok" hotel with no toliet door....we promised we won't peek at each other and I sticked to my promise.. not that I not interested but because I don't want to be peeped at also...keke... but too bad Dango can't stand the hotel towels and preferred her own... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night while sleeping, I was already annoyed by the noisy aircon and  worse when I felt that I got no space to sleep like that because Dango was sleeping in a weird position - with her butt protruding out and taking up much space! Hmph! After much reluctance to wake her...I mumble to her to move over abit which she promptly did so and she fell asleep again. The next morning, while nuaring on the bed ( because we waked too early due to the 1) I can't sleep well, and 2) I look at the wrong hp time to wake up) , we talked and I ask her why her position so weird wan..then she said something like this " oh...hmm...cause I abit scare....so I wanna make sure you are around and as I was too tired, I used my butt to "keep in contact' with you"&lt;br /&gt;That explains why her butt was protruding out and keep moving closer and touching me!! I laughed until buay tahan because it was so cute! So Rooster as I was saying....chicken backside!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116617018362050674?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116617018362050674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116617018362050674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116617018362050674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116617018362050674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/12/terribly-sleepy.html' title='Terribly SLEEPY ...........'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116581222510108416</id><published>2006-12-11T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:13:47.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work....</title><content type='html'>Finally back to work after almost 2 weeks of break...hmm...so sleepy ....and at least I finished some work in the morning ..so now got abit of time ..just feel like blogging although not sure what I wanted to write yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to vietnam was  ok..not terrible , but not fanastic either..Think we allocated abit too much time there thouggh we had some new experience like eating their local chao kway tiao from the street side stall n their ice cream... very interesting. SQ flights are entertaining as usual..enjoyable food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I like feel werid ...think routine disruption...hmm...or PMS.... hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116581222510108416?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116581222510108416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116581222510108416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116581222510108416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116581222510108416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116496545490551160</id><published>2006-12-01T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T00:05:36.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally ...time to blog...</title><content type='html'>Last 1 week have been mind boggling hectic...not with physical stuff but alot of mential thinking and preparation. The Vietnam trip was settled within 2 days..and within these 2 days we gotta think about the cost, the timing , booking of hotels as well as planning the itinery. I have to go down and collect the tickets, go clinic for blood test so that result will be out next week. Lucky Dong cant be changed outside Vietnam, so we only be doing money changing over there at airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I have to prepare myself for the interview by reading up vietnam stock exhange information..but hmm.... I think the hard questions are not techical but rather on my views of my role...which is still abit blur to me...well, let me improvise when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initally when I try to find information about touring Ho Chi Minh, I wasn't impressed and was worried that I have planned for too many days, but now, I'm not optimistic about the trip...Think it is going to be an adventure... not those comfort type of holiday but to open eyes and get abit rugged...alot of river rides in marshland for the day trip. These is something we never done together  cause in our trip to japan, although free n easy, it was in an advanced country.  I'm quite sure Dango is up for it.. cause she been thru worse places...but Im not sure about myself. At least I'm prepared for it mentally la....  To whet some appetite, I can't wait to eat vietnamese food...the pho, sticky rice cakes, seafood, Elephant Ear fish ( dunno wat is it but they say its a specialty), spring rolls etc..yum yum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seem unbelievable still...perhaps because it was kinda rush... my bags are packed and I concentrate on keeping them light but yet a remark by mum" ....u going for 6 days rite? Its not tat short leh..." made me think whether did i underpacked...hmmm.... I better cross check with Dango tonite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope to get some pictures...(oh yah, this remind me of the camera)...and to post them up once we are back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116496545490551160?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116496545490551160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116496545490551160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116496545490551160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116496545490551160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/12/finally-time-to-blog.html' title='Finally ...time to blog...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116463428254031819</id><published>2006-11-27T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T09:15:26.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oohhh.....picture forgotten...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1098/3060/1600/776952/PICT0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1098/3060/320/970762/PICT0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly got prompted to go through my pics in my pc for the KL pics we took last christmas and saw this pic.....NICE!! Look at those eyelashes! Didnt know u used so much mascara then..keke.... Wonderful picture for promoting Ice Sprite hor... hahahahah ... Gonna get whacked for this ....but as you already know, I have this on my forehead : " BEAT ME......if you can..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XPPPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116463428254031819?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116463428254031819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116463428254031819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116463428254031819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116463428254031819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/11/oohhhpicture-forgotten.html' title='Oohhh.....picture forgotten...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116433952498188625</id><published>2006-11-24T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T12:24:00.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired but still worth the trouble......</title><content type='html'>Eyes can hardly be opened..but I feel like logging now how I feel cause it may be gone soon enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like things finally take a turn for the better now....Maybe cause I have finally settled on a stategry that I'm happy with and everything seems to be humming along just fine...Maybe this feeling of contentment is only temporary but at least I feel good now... as well I'm positive about things that is happening or going to happen...for both of us  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116433952498188625?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116433952498188625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116433952498188625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116433952498188625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116433952498188625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/11/tired-but-still-worth-trouble.html' title='Tired but still worth the trouble......'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116364495339769675</id><published>2006-11-16T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:42:33.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Dreaming ...</title><content type='html'>Listening to the radio while walking to my office, I heard a song with lyrics " ...All I wana do is be with you....". It was such a light hearted song that it made me imagine that I'm on some sunny sandy beach with you... It was so nice....the holiday mood...beach, sun, sand..... ahhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116364495339769675?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116364495339769675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116364495339769675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116364495339769675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116364495339769675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-dreaming.html' title='Day Dreaming ...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116355202370011611</id><published>2006-11-15T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T10:15:32.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An unexpected answer...</title><content type='html'>An scenario out of last night :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Are we watching a dvd movie tonite?&lt;br /&gt;Dango : Nope....&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmm...then we watch this variety show la...&lt;br /&gt;Dango : Yup....&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then after this show, we watched the Super Model tape rite...?&lt;br /&gt;Dango : Yup....&lt;br /&gt;Me : Err....(thinking still got time to kill) then after that we do what ??&lt;br /&gt;Dango : ( looks thoughtful) Hmm... then we make out make out abit la! ( in a matter of fact tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burst out laughing non-stop because I never thought you could say such things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I missed my bi weekly brow plucking sessions at Dango's place.. Hmph... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116355202370011611?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116355202370011611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116355202370011611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116355202370011611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116355202370011611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/11/unexpected-answer.html' title='An unexpected answer...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116296897236595666</id><published>2006-11-08T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:49:34.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day on leave</title><content type='html'>Ahh....another day at home..relaxing..sipping Japanese milk coffee dango bought me. Nice nice...milky though.  Anyway, send dango to work as usual albeit too early cause thought I need to return car early.. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran in the morning as usual and proceed to do my things.. gd news is that my US paper account is ready and I spent some time keying in my overnight test trades. Tml I shall see how good is the system..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda bored now...hmm...maybe I should watch a dvd or maybe I should nap awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually what I think I want to say is that I appreciate that you have been patient with me when I'm have weird mood swings. Don't take it too seriously as I will be fine after awhile when I sort out whats troubling me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you always like me to stay with you but I only realised how much when I saw this  smile   ( ^ ______________________^)  everytime you wake and see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116296897236595666?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116296897236595666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116296897236595666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116296897236595666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116296897236595666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-day-on-leave.html' title='Another day on leave'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116174286956224814</id><published>2006-10-25T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T10:29:53.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nong Nong weekend!</title><content type='html'>Had quite a long weekend.... saw each other everyday from last friday till today Weds as I'm on leave today! haha... Dango spent the 1st night at my place on monday and I spent the night at her plc on tues then send her to work this morning..keke...so nice...never had such mornings before. In the car when driving home, blasting nice music..planning my day. Went running after I reached home and I'm having my favourite cup of tea w ginger and watching my markets and doing my things....at such leisurely pace. Ahhhhh....so nice... I want my life to be like this. keke. Later I'm going to read papers slowly..then..nuar on the bed...dye my hair..oh oh...burn songs into cdroms .. bummer, no buy cd album yet,hmm...nowhere to keep...nevermind, I burn ..haha.. I'm going to have a few more of such days ahead...yay yay yay...and hopefully, next year , I can do this permanently! wahahahahah ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from coming Friday , another nong nong weekend again as I'm on leave (yup again!) and Dango got "leave" approved to stay my place again on friday night , then sat and sun I again be a "overstayer" at Dango's palce cause I will be on leave again ! Ha..then I can be dango's chauffaur again next monday. Then *repeat* this sequence a few more times till dec....yay yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116174286956224814?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116174286956224814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116174286956224814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116174286956224814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116174286956224814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/10/nong-nong-weekend.html' title='Nong Nong weekend!'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116118298551793284</id><published>2006-10-18T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:49:45.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girly??</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 16% Girly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/girly-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... you're a guy, right? If not, you're the most boyish girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you, that's probably the ultimate compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Girly Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116118298551793284?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116118298551793284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116118298551793284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116118298551793284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116118298551793284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/10/girly.html' title='Girly??'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-116100174541670453</id><published>2006-10-16T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:17:23.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This reminds me of....</title><content type='html'>Finally a monday , so tired that I watch the 7pm korean show while eating my dinner. It was quite funny at times the "princess" behavior that it reminds me of you...haha....naive and innocent...... teasing you is fun fun fun cause your cute expressions delights me.  =PPP  m***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-116100174541670453?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/116100174541670453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=116100174541670453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116100174541670453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/116100174541670453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-reminds-me-of.html' title='This reminds me of....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115979406388411924</id><published>2006-10-02T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:06:04.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Predicament...</title><content type='html'>Long time since I blog cause have been busy ...thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Much have happened and everything seem so sudden.... and now I know how it feels to be so caught in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some way, it is indeed an opportunity to be able to relocate overseas to work for awhile... but yet I can't imagine leaving you behind. Maybe it's because we are always together over the weekends. It is not just missing you but it's the spending of time together that is irreplaceable; a simple hug; a simple touch; a simple glance. Maybe I tear cause I know if I go, I can't take all these with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be ideal if we can at least spend sometime together in our own world in a foreign place. Living a life together. It's not impossible. What's 2 -3 years in a span of the rest of our lives. It's an adventure I would think. A friend say things can work out if both compromise, maybe travel abit more but no matter what, a commitment is needed from both party in order to keep the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, we shall see how things pan itself out... Where there is a will, there is a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115979406388411924?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115979406388411924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115979406388411924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115979406388411924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115979406388411924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-predicament.html' title='What A Predicament...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115888549447769710</id><published>2006-09-22T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:25:47.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Friday!</title><content type='html'>This week is not considered long but I do feel abit exhausted by now hence looking forward to the weekend. Today as usual , aim to come early for client trades hence I took the train. And while on the train , I suddenly thought of something and smile to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when I met dango weekday at bishan Junction 8, after her school. Each time she sees me, she will have an expressionless face and just motion me over. If I'm not wrong, I think we were kinda together then already.. but still, its her usual behaviour. And what made me smile is when I compared then and now. Last Sunday, you might not think I noticed but I was surprised when I recieved not 1 , but 2 pecks on the cheeks in the car. With 1 peck even when we were outside your place! Why such surprise? Cause I still remember the " No kisses other than in the room, not even in the car" rule. So what other people take for granted is actually quite precious to me. All these made me remember it wasn't easy at all for me to get thru to you... and I'm glad I did persist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115888549447769710?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115888549447769710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115888549447769710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115888549447769710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115888549447769710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/09/friday-friday.html' title='Friday Friday!'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115855410109981952</id><published>2006-09-18T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T14:33:15.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips for running.....</title><content type='html'>..... in a mice infested park :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Keep to the middle of the path.&lt;br /&gt;     Reason : you have time to react the moment you see a mouse trying to scurry into the walk   path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. this weekend was well spent cause we manage to tick off some items on the "To-do" list.&lt;br /&gt;And I think the economy is doing well, everywhere was flooded with shoppers and more shoppers... hmm..we better start to think of some activities in less crowded places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it...seng siong will be sure crowded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115855410109981952?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115855410109981952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115855410109981952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115855410109981952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115855410109981952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/09/tips-for-running.html' title='Tips for running.....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115828019987849695</id><published>2006-09-15T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T08:29:59.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm....weird day ahead</title><content type='html'>So strange today when I went running. On the way to the park, I saw many cats sitting around the roadside, the most comical is one which sit right on the rider seat of a stationery Harley Davidson! Can you imagine how funny that was? It was sitting in a very upright and alert and beautiful position somemore. This is not all, while in the park, I saw not 1 mouse, not 2 but 3!! They all looked the same and if not I see them at different section of the park, I would think they are the same. The 3rd one really nearly langa into me and really made me jumped! All these are so unusual that it makes me feel something is in the air.... Hmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115828019987849695?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115828019987849695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115828019987849695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115828019987849695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115828019987849695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmmweird-day-ahead.html' title='Hmm....weird day ahead'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115795546085702676</id><published>2006-09-11T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T00:08:14.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil wear Prada</title><content type='html'>Watched the movie over the weekend...was suprisingly impressed. Was just thinking that Mel Streep movie indeed always entertaining. Those fashion stuff also not bad at all..initally thought that Dango will find this show entertaining and glad I was right. Ha..I'm not a devil after all...I only know how to eat prata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a weekend though it was not hectic but still...tiring..at least the right side of my body is. +p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envy dango 19inch wide screen LCD now.....well...ha....now I won't have 2nd thoughts on using her computer now..kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I think I might be able to have an early night finally today. Thoughout the  weekend I was occupied with my discovery and felt that I might have been overzealous and it will disappoint me afterall. Even up to last night I wasn't sure about it. Until this morning at work.... did some more testing and analysing and had more confident about it. I will stick with it for the moment and this should mean that I'll be able to stop exploring further at night and can sleep earlier.  Felt that I have gained some weight due to all the snackings at night trying to keep awake. Lucky I can see some light at the end of the tunnel now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115795546085702676?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115795546085702676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115795546085702676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115795546085702676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115795546085702676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/09/devil-wear-prada.html' title='The Devil wear Prada'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115768691651167219</id><published>2006-09-08T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T16:38:19.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon Lunar Eclipse...Indeed Powerful</title><content type='html'>I knew 7th Sept was the Full Moon Eclipse and with 2 eclipses happening in a same month... I know something is brewing. I guess I was already down in the dumps already. Maybe you can just dig another inch of crap inside the dump then you will find me. There is no way to go but up. And indeed I was thrown the most fabulous discovery so unexpectedly. Short of being called a miracle, but to me it was. It's unbelievable.... out of the blue....things that come to you when you least expected it, when you are not even looking in that direction but somehow it'll bring itself to your attention.... that's what I call fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happen for a reason. You might not see the reason and can't see any reason but there it is. It will appear when the time has come.&lt;br /&gt;The power of the cosmic is breathtaking....&lt;br /&gt;Long time I haven't feel such adrenaline rush....the kind of rush that can make me run a 10km, go without food and sleep.... well, I'm enjoying it now..while it last or while it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope it's not a mirage ...*fingers and toes crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115768691651167219?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115768691651167219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115768691651167219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115768691651167219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115768691651167219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/09/full-moon-lunar-eclipseindeed-powerful.html' title='Full Moon Lunar Eclipse...Indeed Powerful'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115761507717603281</id><published>2006-09-07T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T19:08:18.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a year....</title><content type='html'>A year since I know your existence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still vaguely remember how I felt that day... kinda trying to be chirpy.&lt;br /&gt;Just like today, trying to shake off the blues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still abit unbelieveable how things have moved on.... I'm glad. I'm grateful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about last Sunday morning.... how cute you looked sitting on me.&lt;br /&gt;Looking down on me, with those kinda flushed bubbly cheeks, rosy pouting lips and those puppy eyes... &lt;br /&gt;A look that can melt even the strongest will...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115761507717603281?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115761507717603281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115761507717603281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115761507717603281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115761507717603281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-year.html' title='It&apos;s been a year....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115639373678943325</id><published>2006-08-24T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:31:30.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Think you had your birthday wish comes true isn't it....so accurate on the day itself also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-M***-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115639373678943325?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115639373678943325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115639373678943325' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115639373678943325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115639373678943325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115612582730386932</id><published>2006-08-21T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:48:30.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A basket of fruits</title><content type='html'>A nice relaxing weekend passed..watch much tv and nuar even more...&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, I just thought about something we discussed previously....about "gender preference".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....I guess I can put it this way better : people are like fruits. There are some fruits you love, like, neutral or dislike. Men to me are maybe are like bananas to me. I don't fancy them but I can eat them without much emotions. I don't think about them, I don't consider buying them even when I'm hungry. But I don't mind them as in banana crumble dessert. On the other hand, you like bananas. Bananas can make you go "Yum Yum". You will consider them when you hungry. Bananas are unlike watermelons, lychee, chinese pear, orange which will make my eyes brighten abit and papaya is a necessary evil. Banana is even worse than papaya cause it can't even make me want it out of necessity. But the one that will make me drool is Pineapple. I will go yum yum over it. There are times that I will FEEL like having it e.g when I'm having indigestion. And once in a while when I see Sarawak Pineapple, I will go "Wah...." cause they are so sweeeeeeeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go, that's my analogy...humans are just like a basket of fruits. Well, it's better than being a bunch of nuts.... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115612582730386932?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115612582730386932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115612582730386932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115612582730386932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115612582730386932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/08/basket-of-fruits.html' title='A basket of fruits'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115588503713919519</id><published>2006-08-18T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T15:10:37.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gold at the end of the rainbow...</title><content type='html'>Was just thinking back on how long I have been working on my trading.... surprised that it has been 3yrs....but what surprised me is that I thought it was longer than that. But when it was just 1.5yrs, I felt I was taking too long..but to think a degree can take up to 3 to 5 yrs , what I took isn't that long.  Why did I keep perserving so long...maybe some people would have give up, but the gold at the end of the rainbow is just too attractive for me to give up at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cons are also the pros... events can happen so quicky to wreck your emotions...but it also train you to be in control. In order to make a lot of money, you have to be totally detached to money also. The potential to make your own money without any clients, rental fees or inventory. All you need is a trading platform in any part of the world with internet access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Freedom. Total independence. Priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115588503713919519?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115588503713919519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115588503713919519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115588503713919519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115588503713919519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/08/gold-at-end-of-rainbow.html' title='The Gold at the end of the rainbow...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115577516690761295</id><published>2006-08-17T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T09:33:31.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the way to work....</title><content type='html'>Just thinking of you....of us... no doubt missing us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.....Was just wondering that it seems that no matter whatever squabbles or disagreements we had, I still adore you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115577516690761295?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115577516690761295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115577516690761295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115577516690761295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115577516690761295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/08/on-way-to-work.html' title='On the way to work....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115561011775309337</id><published>2006-08-15T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T10:48:37.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't say it any better....</title><content type='html'>My horoscope for this week :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;At least, while there is such turmoil and angst, you can watch and learn. You will take your time, but you are gathering knowledge and information. You would like to think you are just carrying on like everyone else, but you miss nothing. And you know it's all about timing. What you really want comes when you don't try too hard..&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115561011775309337?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115561011775309337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115561011775309337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115561011775309337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115561011775309337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cant-say-it-any-better.html' title='I can&apos;t say it any better....'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115526016977838875</id><published>2006-08-11T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T09:39:56.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep...WAKE....snoooozee......WAKE.....SLEEP</title><content type='html'>What a night.... a software that do my daily downloads of stocks data screwed up and I spent the whole evening trying and retrying but to no avail. Finally as a last resort, decided to roll back the software to my backup on 4th June then redo everything since then again...sianz (this reminds me to set alarm to do weekly backup). Time consuming hard work but that's the only way. But after I ran it, it seemed that it wasn't working as well so I try to reload till 2 days back to see if the problem lies on yesterday only. It was slow so I thought I sleep awhile , when I woke at 1.30am, I find that the software looked hanged and nothing is updated! Irritating! So I try again ...this time I wake at 3am to see that it looked hanged again. So fed up that I thought I just leave it instead of just shutting it cause maybe it is really still running, at least if its doesn't , den I can confirm that the software is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning to see that the software DID finished uploading till 31th July! Should have left it alone when I woke at 1am..Hmm...anyway, glad I got the back up till 31th July and I can go back today and finished up the rest and see whether everything is ok or not. Still, I missed today opportunities..if any.. I will know tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, I felt rested and well today...except for my arm as usual. *creak*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115526016977838875?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115526016977838875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115526016977838875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115526016977838875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115526016977838875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/08/sleepwakesnoooozeewakesleep.html' title='Sleep...WAKE....snoooozee......WAKE.....SLEEP'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115500724891685416</id><published>2006-08-08T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T14:28:22.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everything happens for a reason"</title><content type='html'>That's the title of the book I'm currently reading. Made me have many thoughts of all things happened to me before. Seem like so much things ...and yet nothing. Is it that I have nothing to show for it or is it I don't place much value on them or is it I don't remember them? Compared to 10 years back, definitely I'm in a better place. I recollect some situations I went thru which I was in really deep trouble and mess... in the end, I came out unscathed. Like the time I was caught in the govt bond for a job and at the end, I was released without obligation PLUS my hefty medical fees was fully taken care of. Well, it seem like things do happen for a reason that would only be seen much later. But sometimes, in the darkness of time, it's hard to keep the optimistism even though you know everything is going to work out just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the philo stuff..Tonight I'm going to watch fireworks ...again. Yep, caught it last Saturday and it was indeed fascinating cause we got to see alot of new patterns of fireworks we never saw before. Impressive! Hope we see something new tonight as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I suddenly remember something that I wanted to write but forgotten: It's the time at our Osaka hotel. You were complaining what's with the Japanese and opaque bathroom doors.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are going to *box* me for this but I know why.... cause the one outside the bathroom will have a good time appreciating the "view",  just like I did .... +P~~~ &lt;br /&gt;See, point proven : everything happens for a reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115500724891685416?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115500724891685416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115500724891685416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115500724891685416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115500724891685416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/08/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='&quot;Everything happens for a reason&quot;'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115460470610794889</id><published>2006-08-03T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T19:33:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradictions...</title><content type='html'>Does being assertive means demanding? Fierce? A meanie?&lt;br /&gt;Does being kind or soft-hearted equate to a doormat? A pushover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always 3 sides to a story, situation or a view. Yours, mine and everybody elses'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have forgotten how to be happy and it's too early for PMSing.... seriously think I need to get my hand on a Edward De Bono's book soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115460470610794889?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115460470610794889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115460470610794889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115460470610794889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115460470610794889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/08/contradictions.html' title='Contradictions...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28833046.post-115451130382781048</id><published>2006-08-02T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T18:36:59.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling after work...</title><content type='html'>Was just thinking back last weekend....it was quite an event but guess it was over soon..so didn't mentioned it... I have a close encounter with a lizard at dango's room. Really no like her house lizards...unlike mine...they are more daring and not "zi dong" to hide themselves.  As we came back late at night , we saw with our own eyes that it escaped into Dango room. When we couldn't find where it went, we just thought it's hiding in some dark corner. Lucky I remember Dango said it went into her wardrobe before so when I was about to take something from the wardrobe, I was careful. THERE IT WAS, sprang right from above! If I didn't remember, it would have landed on my head!! Disgusting! I sprayed insecticide till it buay tahan and escape from under the door. Then Dango dad came out and sweep it off with his feet. Urgh....&lt;br /&gt;*Speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND then Dango grabbed someone which she mistook was me ( cause she was so capivated by some food)  and it was a guy. I saw her grabbing and it was so funny when she realised it wasn't me...kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitty..there was something else I wanted to mentioned but was interrupted by my boss...now I can't remember .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28833046-115451130382781048?l=finque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/feeds/115451130382781048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28833046&amp;postID=115451130382781048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115451130382781048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28833046/posts/default/115451130382781048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finque.blogspot.com/2006/08/rambling-after-work.html' title='Rambling after work...'/><author><name>Finque</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
