<?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-29341789</id><updated>2012-01-16T05:35:54.963+08:00</updated><category term='Xbox360'/><category term='Doggie'/><category term='Mindless thoughts'/><category term='Travels'/><category term='Better Half'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>kelvin@anskiere</title><subtitle type='html'>Life's so complicated, at the same time so simple... I just want to survive...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-7499180942107426567</id><published>2008-12-27T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T08:52:23.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing spaces</title><content type='html'>Housewarming is finally over. It was a hectic week of house keeping. Everything cleaned up for Christmas. Thank god and I hope that we can maintain the place until Chinese new year so that the next round of cleaning doesn't kill us. Breathing spaces at last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-7499180942107426567?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/7499180942107426567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=7499180942107426567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/7499180942107426567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/7499180942107426567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/12/breathing-spaces.html' title='Breathing spaces'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-1268882077749820409</id><published>2008-11-07T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:55:18.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>Submergence Day</title><content type='html'>After a long 2 years wait, Gears of War 2 was finally launched today. It is no more emergence day but Submergence day. It's the day where we bring the fight to the locust. To destroy them where they breed. All is at stake and nothing is safe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is the one game that blows me away so much that I've been playing it every week for the past 2 years. It's the sure realism and the numerous 'oh my god' moments that really kept me going. Heck... I even went to WCG with my friends in it although we didn't win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm holding Gears 2 in my hands now, i wonder if it will be able to live up to my expectation. Fable 2, which launch last week, rather disappointed me with it's short and unexplained storyline. Halo3, to my opinion, didn't really lived up to it's hype. Gears 2, hopefully, would be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still another 1 1/2 hours till knock off time. I can't remember the last time I was this eager to pop a new game disc into my 360... Today, I am happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SRP0TfEDEGI/AAAAAAAAACU/VO5-Pp19aX0/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SRP0TfEDEGI/AAAAAAAAACU/VO5-Pp19aX0/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265821004919410786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-1268882077749820409?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/1268882077749820409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=1268882077749820409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/1268882077749820409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/1268882077749820409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/11/submergence-day.html' title='Submergence Day'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SRP0TfEDEGI/AAAAAAAAACU/VO5-Pp19aX0/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-7925662070410464919</id><published>2008-11-07T10:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:56:18.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>I want to be your friend! Add me!!</title><content type='html'>Nope it's not for Facebook. I don't have that much friends in Facebook. What happened was that for the last 2 days, I've had like 29 people on xboxlive wanting to add me as a friend. What the fuck? I didn't know i'm so popular or did pictures of me being naked while playing Gears of War just got uploaded on to xboxlive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah... It's all because of Fable 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys know that some people call me an 'Achievement Whore' because of how I like to grind for that 1000 achievement points for every game. Of course, Fable 2 would be 1 of them which I really tried. Last I checked, I'm at 990 points, just 1 achievement away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was this really hard achievement called the 'completionist' achievement, where you had collect all the expressions, dog tricks and abilities in order to get it. One of these achievement is only obtainable if you have brought the Fable 2 pub games, which I happened to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I posted in a Fable 2 forum that I've got the achievement for 'completionist', i unwittingly started a 'Anskiere's bestest friend' trend. Those blokes just wanted to be my friend and join my game so that they can get that achievement as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, it was okay helping out a few guys but damn... at the rate that people are adding me, i can't find the time nor effort to help every single one of them. Some which I've help was nice people who tried to help me get some other achievements which I haven't got. Some were plain assholes who didn't even said thanks. There was even this bloke who tried to kill my wife in my game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough. I thought I was an 'achievement whore' but these people are worse. They achievement whores with nothing to boost cause the only way they can get achievements is to leech on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to the rest of the 29 fellows who tried to add me, too bad. I'll just hit the delete key.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-7925662070410464919?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/7925662070410464919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=7925662070410464919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/7925662070410464919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/7925662070410464919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-want-to-be-your-friend-add-me.html' title='I want to be your friend! Add me!!'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-5368842544567642732</id><published>2008-11-06T13:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:56:38.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doggie'/><title type='text'>If dogs could blog, part 2.</title><content type='html'>Here we go again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21th October to 5th November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've settled into my new home by now. It's an interesting place you know. 1/2 the floor is stony and 1/2 the floor is wooden. I just love peeing on the wooden floor. The place is quite big for a small puppy for me. I can just 'pee pee' and 'ng ng' wherever i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Mummy finally gave up putting me in the cage after 2 days cos i kept whinning. The cage doesn't feel good. i don't like it. I now have my own matress to sleep on. It a good place to 'pee pee' on sometimes as well. If I feel hot, i'll just sleep on the cool stony floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did so many things these 2 weeks. I visited another guy they call doctor Kenneth. He wasn't so bad like the first bunch. At least he didn't stick anything up my 'ng ng' place or needles into my hands. He did force a tablet down my throat though. He told my daddy and mummy that it would de-worm me. Sounds scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love playing with daddy and mummy. My favorite game is 'I bite you' but daddy and mummy doesn't seems to like it very much. I tried to play 'U let me bite' but they don't seems to like that as well. Sigh... I don't know what they want. Don't tell me they want me to play 'I let you bite'. I don't think they'll like fur in their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a lot of other people as well. There was this old man who my daddy called 'PaPa'. He's very kind and he let me bite his fingers. He keep saying i look very cute and look like 'Ah boy'. I wonder who is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met another lady which my mummy called 'mum'. She is very weird. My cute tricks didn't work on her and she always distract me by whistling. Somehow, i'm scared of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this other girl they asked me to call 'Sharon jie jie'. She always play with me a lot when she comes but when i bite her, she always slap my backside. Why she cannot understand i like to play bite???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, daddy and mummy brought me a lot of toys. There's this red lobster which i really like to chew. There's also this round donut-like thing which makes funny sounds when i bite on it. They also brought me 2 clothing. I don't like to wear them. I rather chew on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. It's all 'pee pee', 'ng ng', 'mumm mumm' and 'bite bite' everyday. To reward them, i 'ng ng' as much as i can cos they seems to like to take away my 'ng ng' and put it into a plastic bag. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I don't like is when daddy spray water on me once a week. I hate getting wet. It makes me shivers but after that, the towel is so nice to chew on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th of November is also a special day. I learned that if they say 'Sit' and i sit down, i'll get a nice 'wang wang' treat which is very tasty. When they say 'shake hand' and i lift my paw, i also get a treat. Now I know how to get food, i hope there's more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be 5 more days before 10th of November. Daddy and mummy said they'll celebrate my 3 month birthday with me. I could hardly wait for that. I wonder what new toys I will get. Meanwhile, I think I'll 'pee pee', 'ng ng' and take a nice long nap first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah. I also found out my name is Lucas. Somehow, I thought daddy just called me Locust. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-5368842544567642732?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/5368842544567642732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=5368842544567642732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/5368842544567642732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/5368842544567642732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-dogs-could-blog-part-2.html' title='If dogs could blog, part 2.'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-3284699037927470551</id><published>2008-11-06T12:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:57:07.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doggie'/><title type='text'>If dogs could blog......</title><content type='html'>Let's do a what if again. What if my dog Lucas could blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th October 2008&lt;br /&gt;3pm&lt;br /&gt;Today was a special day for me. I was lazily asleep in my pent when a guy and a girl came to look at me... I couldn't understand what they were talking about so excitingly but they kept looking at me. I gave them a wiggle of my tail and they were like jumping all around... Weird... They spoke to this other guy who always fed me and before i know it, the girl was carrying me to this black box that moves on wheels (I heard other puppies calling this thing a car).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5pm&lt;br /&gt;They brought me back to this place with cold stony floor. Somehow they keep petting me and calling me "Good Boy". I wonder what that means... The girl also kept calling me "Oolong Cha". Is that something I can drink? I donnoe but i had a great time bitting fingers of a group of people. There were 2 little people who were playing with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9pm&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead tired at the end of the day. I 'ng ng' and 'pee pee' all over and had my dinner. As I was still nursing a cough, it was difficult to breathe. Sigh... why is the weather so hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12am&lt;br /&gt;I think my 'cough cough' caused the guy and the girl a lot of excitment. So much that they carried me in that car of theirs and brought me to see this bunch of other people in the middle of the night. I just wanted to sleep but they put me on a icy cold metal table and poked a thing they called themometer up where i 'ng ng'. It didn't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this other guy tried to poke something into my hand. I started screaming for help. The metal thing didn't really go in and they tried to do it on my other hand as well. I was really crying out very loud now. It was very painful. I think they're trying to make me bleed and collect my blood. I think these people are vampires...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1am&lt;br /&gt;They finally let me eat and rest. They fed me this tasty food but had squrted some strange liquid into it. The liquid tasted lousy but it seems to make me cough less and i don't feel so hot now. I heard someone mentioned the word fever... That's new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy and the girl who brought me here finally left and now, the people here left me in a nice little cage with my own blanket, water and a chewy toy. I'm contented and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th October&lt;br /&gt;The nice girl came back in the morning and brought me back to her place (the one with the rocky floor and lots of things to chew). She fed me and played with me the entire day. At night, the guy came back and played with me again. It was so fun today and i was contented and slept like a drunk puppy. I finally figured out the girl's name is 'Mummy' and the guy's name is 'Daddy'. I'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-3284699037927470551?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/3284699037927470551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=3284699037927470551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/3284699037927470551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/3284699037927470551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-dogs-could-blog.html' title='If dogs could blog......'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-6874135798854411906</id><published>2008-10-23T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:20:45.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dead tired</title><content type='html'>Sigh... these few days have been crazy. The little bugger is one crazy doggie. He's currently a bit sick but still damn hyper active. We have to take extra care to ensure that he don't play until he's too tired. Plenty of rest for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about rest, we thought that letting him stay in his playpen would be good. just give him a comfortable matress and his toys and he should be contented. But we've forgotten one simple fact. No animal likes to be caged. Even for a puppy. It was okay at first but after the second day, keeping him in the pen is impossible. The way he whines to be let out, there's simply no fighting it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Didn't expect that the playpen would be obsolete after a mere 2 days. My brother recently said that i was cruel to keep Lucas in a cage. I guess that's not a problem anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, regardless of how naughty he is, this one look will make me forget all the mischief he has done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SP_fTqzPaNI/AAAAAAAAACM/IR72KTWXf3k/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SP_fTqzPaNI/AAAAAAAAACM/IR72KTWXf3k/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260168418791745746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-6874135798854411906?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/6874135798854411906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=6874135798854411906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/6874135798854411906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/6874135798854411906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-dead-tired.html' title='I&apos;m dead tired'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SP_fTqzPaNI/AAAAAAAAACM/IR72KTWXf3k/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-8999895933658278602</id><published>2008-10-20T10:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:57:31.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doggie'/><title type='text'>I'm a daddy now!</title><content type='html'>To those reading my blog, please don't get too excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lazy sunday afternoon, my wife and me went to various pet farms to take a look. It's not really a shopping trip as we used to do this quite often, just to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when we saw 'him', our hearts just melted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know that I used to have a pug (Ah boy) who has passed away after a good long life (full of food). I always wanted to get another pug but to even spot one in a pet shop was hard enough. Let alone see one that has such good features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pugs has always been a very problematic breed of dogs. They have weight problems, eye problems, heart and lungs problems. They snore, sneeze and would sell their soul for a hamburger. They are not an easy pet to take care of if you want to keep them happy and healthy. In the USA, the number of abandon pugs are astronomical, partly due to the popularity of the dog after the movies 'Men in black 1 and 2' and people realising how much it takes to take care of a pug AFTER they've brought them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we first saw him, it seems that he took an instant liking to me and my wife. The feeling was really mutual and we can't take our eyes off him. However, he seems to be a bit sick, coughing and sneezing. My first thought was then about donut's blog. When he saw his 'Angel' at a farm, his first worries was that she might not survive another day there if he doesn't bring her home. The same thought was going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much discussion over a cup of coffee, my wife and me decided to take the plunge... We brought him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing in order was to book an appointment with the vet on monday. Then next thing was to bring him home. This little bugger is soooo hyper active. I know most puppies are but hey! He's a pug! He's supposed to eat sleep and do nothing useful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i know he was nursing a cough but when we asked the pet farm fellow if he is on medication, that fellow just told us to feed him some 'pipa gao'. Wah lao... I'm not even sure that works!??!! What the hell? I think that statement was the one that made us bring him back. I was really worried for his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was well until late at night. He started wheezing and coughing. With us being so worried, we brought him to a 24hrs vet. What got us so shock was that he was burning a fever of 40.2 degree... that really high even for a dog... Despite of the cost, we decided to let him spend a night at the hospital (bill is around $600).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning, my wife brought him back home, healthier but fussy about taking his medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, we've saved his life considering that he'll only be fed 'pipa gao' if we left him at the doggie farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) well guys, meet my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i haven't named him yet but my wife calls him ooglong cha. damn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SPvuBJtQCiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4WGJTaVZiN0/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SPvuBJtQCiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4WGJTaVZiN0/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259058693438179874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SPvuBTvgp8I/AAAAAAAAACE/FZIHJG58lhs/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SPvuBTvgp8I/AAAAAAAAACE/FZIHJG58lhs/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259058696132011970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-8999895933658278602?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/8999895933658278602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=8999895933658278602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8999895933658278602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8999895933658278602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-daddy-now.html' title='I&apos;m a daddy now!'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/SPvuBJtQCiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4WGJTaVZiN0/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-596556733210960963</id><published>2008-10-07T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:58:25.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindless thoughts'/><title type='text'>FUBAR!!!</title><content type='html'>Ever had the feeling of being stuck between a solid stone wall and a speeding train heading your way? That's exactly how i'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had a lousy career but never in my life felt worse than what i'm experiencing right now. I'm in a department which i have nothing to do. Things are going nowhere. Worse still, my ex-boss is asking me to go back to my previous department (aka "Hell"). With my job searching turning up fruitless, i've given her the word and promised to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had the impression that HR takes forever to get things done. I thought this would buy me some time while i search frantically for another job. Well, it would be at least a month before anything actually happens right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG! My boss told me this morning that everything is settled with HR and i can move over to my new department on monday. Hell i thought... Just go over and sit tight first, at least until after Christmas while looking for someplace else to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... I received some good news from a job agency. Apparently this company which i went for interview, which i had thought they've written me off, is ready to make an offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... What am i going to tell my ex-boss? She have a fearsome reputation. My previous colleague who tried to resign got his resignation letter torn to pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking to myself... If i got to go, i've got to go. How can a company don't let me go??? Nevertheless, I'm being gripped by fear. No... It's sheer horror... Of breaking the news to my boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely pray i don't get run down by her BMW...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-596556733210960963?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/596556733210960963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=596556733210960963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/596556733210960963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/596556733210960963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/10/fubar.html' title='FUBAR!!!'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-702710286290317053</id><published>2008-09-25T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:46:22.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Permission Granted</title><content type='html'>Permission granted. That sounds like a familiar phase. Reminds me of asking permission in secondary school to go to the toilet. Or even applying for an off day back in army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, a lot of my friends like to schedule outings/meet-ups on friday night or weekends. This sort of creates complications for me. Friday is my "Dinner at in-laws" night so usually i'm not free. Saturday, also happens to be a "Go out with mom-in-law" day, which again leave me pretty much tied up. Sunday happens to be the day which i can have a bit of free time which i spend with my wife cleaning up our messy home. Occassionally, my folks will drop by and see? I'm not free again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes my friends felt that i'm scared of my wife and doesn't have my own life. Any outing requires ample notice and even sometimes when my wife said to go ahead, she can forget my schedule in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is that truthfully, i really do enjoy spending time with my in-laws. My mother-in-law works part-time and sometimes, listening to her complaint about her horrible workplace does help her release stress. I'm all for that. After all, it didn't feel right to leave 2 lonely old folks at home to eat dinner by themselves. I don't know. Maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... If only the weekend would last longer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-702710286290317053?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/702710286290317053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=702710286290317053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/702710286290317053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/702710286290317053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/09/permission-granted.html' title='Permission Granted'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-4549294952128958202</id><published>2008-09-24T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:21:23.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down goes the financial markets... Hey, i'm hit right?</title><content type='html'>I'm giving myself a pat on my back for my third consecutive day of blogging. It nice to have an avenue to vent my frustration and views so on it shall go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's kao peh topic is $$. There never seems to be enough money for me. For as long as i can remember, i've been in financial troubles ever since the day i started working. Wait... That seems to have began when i was still studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember well the stock market bull run back in 1999, when we seems to have recovered from a recession. The stock market was easy. Simply just buy any stock and watch it reap a profit. That was my first foray into the stock market (also happened to be my last). My first stock pick was UOB bank, which i brought and sold within a couple of days (Short selling). I earned $420. Heck, i didn't even have a trading account. I got a friend of mine to help me buy and the money just came. Imagine, for a university student who didn't fork out a single cent and made a couple of hundred on his first trade. That's easy money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bull went on and i made quite a bit. of course, none of the profit stayed long. Me and my girlfriend spurged it on resturants, movies and such. We had the time of our lives for that 6 months. Until the market started to crash again... We lost almost everything... Well, it was great when it lasted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came gambling... That's even worse than stocks... the money was again good when my luck held. i made thousands, spurge it on anything possible. Of course, of all the gambling lessons, we know that we can never beat the bookie. I came crashing down again. Owe thousands of dollars in debts (bookies and credit cards) and i even had to get my sister to bail me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first pay from my first job was used to pay my sister back for the loan i took from her. This continued for like almost 3 years. Every pay day, my account was cleared out the next day. damn... i can't remember a month where i was debt free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 3 year stop to soccer betting, i fell to it again, accumulating debts again... sigh... that was the last straw for me... hate feeling broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my years after that paying for my mistake. Mostly refusing help from family cos i firmly believe that i should pay for my own mistakes. Without the pain, i won't repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, i can finally say that i'm free from the gambling lure. Perhaps an occassional bet on TOTO or 4D. Or even a single bet on the world cup or euro championship. I am no longer a hardcore punter i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, came the wedding, then the house. I've been clean out of all my money, and the suffering returned again... With all the past experience in mind, i look forward to a day where i can finally feel financial freedom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: just got my pay yesterday. paid bills, pay committments, i'm left with $158.42 till the next payday... Life sucks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-4549294952128958202?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/4549294952128958202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=4549294952128958202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/4549294952128958202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/4549294952128958202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/09/down-goes-financial-markets-hey-im-hit.html' title='Down goes the financial markets... Hey, i&apos;m hit right?'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-5744239519844508476</id><published>2008-09-23T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:27:40.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelvin vs PC</title><content type='html'>Personal Computer. I always thought that there was a nice ring to it. It is the product that changed the face of the world. Without technological personal computers, we would still be playing paper and pencil RPG games. Hey... maybe that's too superficial to look at it from a gaming point of view. But hell, you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like PCs, so much so that all i wanted to do when i was in secondary school was to become a programmer. I always wanted to do comscience, for the purpose of advancing the future of mankind. Okay. That's bull shit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I alway have a love-hate relationship with PCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when i was living in Simei, I decided that I needed a new PC. So i brought one from Sim Lim (self assembled), with my brother's help of course. It was weird stuff... The PC has a habit of switching itself on and off. Or even a slight knock on it will result in it refusing to start up for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i shifted to my new place in SengKang, i decided it's time to get rid of the old PC and get a new and more stable one. Splashing out a thousand, i got another one. With my brother's help again from Sim Lim (where else?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was supposed to be good. same model which my brother is using, cool look, dual core, window media center and of course running on Vista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, it was worse. After one month, media center refuses to work. and just a week back, the PC will run for an average of 1 minute 30 second and then hang... I'm at my wits end now... To attempt to reformat and lose all my movies? Or simply just junk it and get a Mac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to shout for help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Somehow, this post is not showing up on my blog despite of me publishing it... weird... let me try to fix that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-5744239519844508476?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/5744239519844508476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=5744239519844508476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/5744239519844508476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/5744239519844508476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/09/kelvin-vs-pc.html' title='Kelvin vs PC'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-8070500953211127001</id><published>2008-09-22T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:22:59.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>RPGs anyone?</title><content type='html'>Let me get this straight. RPGs are great games. For as long as i can remember, i've always been an RPG fan. Think back to the days of Ultima (yes. I started from Ultima I until 6??), Knights of Legend, Fallout and etc... It's always a great way of stepping into an alternative world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Japanese RPGs on xbox360 are really killing me. It's not so much about grinding through endless hoard of monsters to level up to complete the games but more of getting the 1000 achievement points that the game have to offer for xbox. Being an achievement whore, I can't resist the urge but to try. However, those japanese game makers are really insane... To imagine clocking like 200 hours and playing the game through 5 times just to get those achievements? It's killing me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i need to take a different approach. No more gunning for full achievement points. Just play through and enjoy the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... Even Viva Pinata (Trouble in Paradise) is crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-8070500953211127001?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/8070500953211127001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=8070500953211127001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8070500953211127001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8070500953211127001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/09/rpgs-anyone.html' title='RPGs anyone?'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-8745045606486494189</id><published>2008-09-19T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:53:58.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down goes the walls</title><content type='html'>This is an interesting turn of events. My company seems to have lifted the ban on blogspot. I suppose this means i'll be blogging much more frequently. I checked the firewall and it's still up so it shouldn't be some kind of system down thingie. Anyway, doesn't really matter cos i don't think anyone actually read my blog. More later. Maybe I'll blog twice a day on weekdays now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-8745045606486494189?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/8745045606486494189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=8745045606486494189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8745045606486494189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8745045606486494189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/09/down-goes-walls.html' title='down goes the walls'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-3324356429116609417</id><published>2008-09-18T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:13:28.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here i go again</title><content type='html'>Damn... My blogging frequency sucks. I've came to realise that the only time i blog are the times when my company's firewall goes down. Other than that, i can't seems to be bothered to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a bit of what i've been up to recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 interviews to 2 different companies and none wanted to hire me... For 2 of the interviews, i was pretty sure i've nailed it. The age old saying of not counting your eggs before they hatch held so true. I guess i figured how it works... The more you want the job, the less chances of you getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucks... apart from having nothing much to do, there's really nothing much for me to do. I spend countless hours in office thinking of what to do, acting busy doing nothing. Hell... I even felt bother getting paid for not contributing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cruel world out there. thousands lost their jobs (with the big companies in financial troubles) and here i am with a job but living life aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i should not think so much. It's thursday and it's my games day. can't wait to get home and lose myself in the gaming world with my friends. A brief reprive from reality...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-3324356429116609417?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/3324356429116609417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=3324356429116609417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/3324356429116609417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/3324356429116609417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-i-go-again.html' title='Here i go again'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-2355946521872846791</id><published>2008-07-01T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:17:19.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood ties</title><content type='html'>Last night i had a dream... I was telling someone that my brother is not talking to me anymore. I turned around and saw my brother sitting in a chair. I lost control and hugged my brother and started crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up... Tears in my eyes... It was but a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have not been good between me and my brother. I always thought that blood ties are stronger than anything else. We used to always rise above petty quarrels and made peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day, i was watching an episode of "Supernatural" on TV. It was the episode where the younger brother Sam was killed and the older brother Dean was overcame with sadness. After much thoughts, Dean summoned up the devil and made a pact with it to bring Sam back to life in exchange of his life (Dean will only get to live another year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pondering if my brother would do the same for me until i realised that we ain't on speaking terms anymore. At this point... the tears came again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so much uncertainty in my life now... i only know 1 thing that's certain. He'll always be my brother...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-2355946521872846791?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/2355946521872846791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=2355946521872846791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/2355946521872846791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/2355946521872846791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/07/blood-ties.html' title='Blood ties'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-5510274703721319106</id><published>2008-06-24T14:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:01:32.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eons ago...</title><content type='html'>Can't remember the last time i blogged... What the hack. That seems to by my opening line everytime i blogged. Bottom line is that i'm simply too lazy to blog?! Although i like to blame it on my company for blocking blogspot.com, the truth is that i always felt that blogging should be done in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only during times when the company firewall goes down that I manage to add in a post or 2. damn it... Perhaps i should just shift over to wordpress where i can access in my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, much have happened during my last post (as usual, many moons ago). Rather than list them all here. Just take it that i'm still alive. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-5510274703721319106?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/5510274703721319106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=5510274703721319106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/5510274703721319106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/5510274703721319106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2008/06/eons-ago.html' title='Eons ago...'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-3193918160708894821</id><published>2007-11-28T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T14:31:45.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Many Moons</title><content type='html'>Been too many moons since I've last posted. The year is coming to a close. My new place is coming soon. And my clan got a new home (www.barcarism.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An extremely eventfully year. Let's round it off with a bang!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-3193918160708894821?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/3193918160708894821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=3193918160708894821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/3193918160708894821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/3193918160708894821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/11/too-many-moons.html' title='Too Many Moons'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-835402860575450934</id><published>2007-10-16T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T12:19:11.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Better Half'/><title type='text'>Wife's gonna be back!</title><content type='html'>Dear wifey went overseas to USA for the past 2 weeks. During this period of time, It was all gaming until late night and instance of weekends, gaming until early morning. I guess this is gonna end once she's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my wife and my dad probably have something to say about my gaming habits but what the heck? It's better fragging at home than be out in some undesirable places right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think my wife brought some nice apple t-shirts for me. Can't wait to find out! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-835402860575450934?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/835402860575450934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=835402860575450934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/835402860575450934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/835402860575450934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/10/wifes-gonna-be-back.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Wife&apos;s gonna be back!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-3027516156645992421</id><published>2007-10-08T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T13:15:23.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>Halo3 is out! And I posted so late!! :)</title><content type='html'>25th September was the day of reckoning. Halo3 is finally launching on that day. It was time to finish the fight... Heck... That was like 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the launch, there was the believe events, where they gave out a piece of the Halo3 kit at each event. Here's a picture of us queuing up at the first believer event. (From left to right: SpideySky, Macbiff, AbbiyR, Unknown queue cutter and then me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RwnEyk_8UkI/AAAAAAAAABU/sC5zyC9OJ2g/s1600-h/Queue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RwnEyk_8UkI/AAAAAAAAABU/sC5zyC9OJ2g/s320/Queue.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118838824687653442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, which event would be complete with Master Chief??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RwnFdU_8UlI/AAAAAAAAABc/QQwZnjUko2w/s1600-h/P1020538_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RwnFdU_8UlI/AAAAAAAAABc/QQwZnjUko2w/s320/P1020538_resize.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118839559127061074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we can't really pass up the opportunity to take a picture with Master Chief right? (Right to Left: Me, Macbiff, Master Chief, AbbiyR, SpideySky and Xenoguardian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RwnF9k_8UmI/AAAAAAAAABk/7H4W-3LaZAw/s1600-h/us_with_chief.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RwnF9k_8UmI/AAAAAAAAABk/7H4W-3LaZAw/s320/us_with_chief.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118840113177842274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I managed to collect all the 4 Halo3 kits and that, serves a sweet purpose. I'll let you know why in my future post! Here's a pic of the cool vest I've got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RwnGY0_8UnI/AAAAAAAAABs/YpEvcd_7rK4/s1600-h/vest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RwnGY0_8UnI/AAAAAAAAABs/YpEvcd_7rK4/s320/vest.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118840581329277554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-3027516156645992421?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/3027516156645992421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=3027516156645992421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/3027516156645992421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/3027516156645992421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/10/halo3-is-out-and-i-posted-so-late.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Halo3 is out! And I posted so late!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RwnEyk_8UkI/AAAAAAAAABU/sC5zyC9OJ2g/s72-c/Queue.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-8719218936185428987</id><published>2007-09-12T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T13:15:04.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>Long Time No Post</title><content type='html'>Hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite some time since my last post. The folks at the company I'm working for restricted access to blogger.com. Too bad... I always have the habit of posting during office hours. Somehow it made the time pass faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, quite a fair bit happened over these 2 months but I guess the highlight was the WCG2007. We lost but had some real fun there. I'll talk more about the event when I'm free. Here's 2 pics first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: Stoener, Donut, Killerway, Me, SpideySky and Fantod&lt;br /&gt;It was nice of Stoener and Donut to come down and support us even though they were not playing. Thanks to AbbiyR and Punkercut who came down as well but couldn't stay till the entire thing was over. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RubPkCx_a-I/AAAAAAAAABM/4yeERRKM2Pw/s1600-h/DSC01128__Large_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RubPkCx_a-I/AAAAAAAAABM/4yeERRKM2Pw/s320/DSC01128__Large_.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108999045427194850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is me trying to play Woman (Hard) on Guitar Hero II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RubO2Sx_a9I/AAAAAAAAABE/U0QRHsrrYEw/s1600-h/DSC01120__Large_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RubO2Sx_a9I/AAAAAAAAABE/U0QRHsrrYEw/s200/DSC01120__Large_.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108998259448179666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-8719218936185428987?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/8719218936185428987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=8719218936185428987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8719218936185428987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8719218936185428987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long Time No Post'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RubPkCx_a-I/AAAAAAAAABM/4yeERRKM2Pw/s72-c/DSC01128__Large_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-4524465969407374050</id><published>2007-07-09T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T16:25:35.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>Time to get my arse kicked</title><content type='html'>The annual WCG is fast approaching. I still haven't registered for it yet. It's time to get my arse kicked the same way like last year's WCG Halo2 competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday night, I was playing Gears of War with my kaki on xbox live. We were doing quite well and played as a cohesive unit. We really gave it to our opponents. One of my friend Spidey mentioned that it would be great if we could find a team of opponent that closely matched our skills and form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the back of my mind, I was think... Perhaps we would really stand a chance this time round. With the all powerful Spidey, Shotgun King Fantod, AI Killerway, there's really a possiblilty that we could make a difference. However, I know that if I am to be the 4th person in the team, I would probably bring down the team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like to think I'm good. However, I know deep down that there are so much more better player than me... I'm really torn. AbbiyR for example, would be a much much better player than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... meanwhile, I'll check the Internet tonight to see if the registration is still open...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-4524465969407374050?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/4524465969407374050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=4524465969407374050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/4524465969407374050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/4524465969407374050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-to-get-my-arse-kicked.html' title='Time to get my arse kicked'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-8345603193013339234</id><published>2007-07-09T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T16:09:39.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>300K Club</title><content type='html'>Okie. I lied. This post is still about Guitar Hero II. I can't help it but that damn plastic guitar is still so damn attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I've joined the 300K club. That's an achievement that's unlocked by achieving 300,000 points in a single song. It had seems unattainable to me initially but somehow, I did it. There's no question about what song I did it with. What else other than Freebird???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really running out of achievements for this game. 400K? I think not in the near future. 1000 note streak? Not really up for it. Although I know that both this achievements can be unlocked by playing a solid solid Freebird on medium, it's just too hard. There're part of the guitar solo that I just couldn't grasp the rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm experiencing a strong reluctance to try to clear the song 'Stop!' in hard. As the difficult level said it, it's so damn hard and it really literally 'Stopped!' me in my tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'll just be contented to try and bump up my career score.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-8345603193013339234?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/8345603193013339234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=8345603193013339234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8345603193013339234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8345603193013339234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/07/300k-club.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;300K Club&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-386384803793599785</id><published>2007-07-04T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T14:43:30.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindless thoughts'/><title type='text'>Pathfinder</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was pathfinder day. On my way to work in the morning, I had no less than 3 different tourists coming up to me asking me "You got any idea where is....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some strange ways, I am glad that I looked approachable enough for them to ask for directions from me. I always enjoyed helping people out who needed directions and I genuinely tries to help them. I'm sure all of them got to their destination via the fasted possible route anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of an incident in Australia, Melbourne a couple of years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lost... trying to find my way to this ticketing booth call '1/2 Tics' where they sold discounted tour packages and stuff. Unfortunately, I didn't have a map with me at that point of time I approached this seemly friendly Australian fellow asking for directions. He was kind enough to give me directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go straight, hit *** street, turn left. 2 junction later, turn left at the traffic light. Then go straight and turn in *** street and go all the way to the end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed his instructions to the letter. And I ended up exactly where I started! Hahaa! It was a good walk anyway. Thanks for the directions mate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-386384803793599785?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/386384803793599785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=386384803793599785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/386384803793599785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/386384803793599785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/07/pathfinder.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Pathfinder&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-8285919160326714378</id><published>2007-07-03T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:07:02.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>And thus the rock ends...</title><content type='html'>This probably would be my last post on Guitar Hero II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did it. 5 star for 'Carry me home' in medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment the achievement for 'Most likely to succeed - all 5 stars for medium' appeared, I felt a sense of exhilaration I haven't felt in years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I felt a moment of sadness... Regardless of how good I think I am at this game, there are limits and I think I've reached them. To complete 'hard mode' is a really tall order for me. I'm not sure if I can ever achieve that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I think I'll take a break from trying to be a Guitar Hero... At least, my wife, nephew and niece already think that I am one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-8285919160326714378?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/8285919160326714378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=8285919160326714378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8285919160326714378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8285919160326714378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-thus-rock-ends.html' title='And thus the rock ends...'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-6091294585210367401</id><published>2007-06-29T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T09:46:08.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>I'll never need anyone to carry me home</title><content type='html'>It seems that most of my posts recently revolve around 1 topic. Guitar Hero II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this post is about that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when we finished dinner at home, I laid back on the dining table chair and watched 'God of Cookery' by Stephen Chow. That was after I finished the dishes. I looked around... Wife's missing... Must be bathing. After the show, I went to our room and there she was. Sitting on the floor, eyes staring at the screen, belting out 'Jessica' with pure concentration. She was rocking left and right, fingers flying on the fret button. Totally ignoring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to games, I'm finally glad that she's starting to realise and understand how much it can help you destress after a stressful day. I'm glad, happy and... FRUSTRATED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I got to take a queue number to play?? What the heck? I wanted to start early while I'm still fresh! No... I wait... I got to be the understanding husband and let my wife belt away her stress and frustration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long wait. When it was finally my turn, it was 11.45pm. I don't have much time left. I did the best I could. 15 minutes into the game, my friend Spidey invited me to play Gears of War. I was tempted... But I ignored the invite despite getting 2 more message and 2 more invites... I need to shredd!!! Think this is a result of listening to too much guitar hero II sound tracks on my ipod... I did the best I could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I CREAMED Institutionalized!!! 5 stars for that idiot song!!! And I cleared Jessica on hard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, only 'Carry Me Home' stands between me and guitar greatness. Rock on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-6091294585210367401?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/6091294585210367401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=6091294585210367401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/6091294585210367401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/6091294585210367401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/06/ill-never-need-anyone-to-carry-me-home.html' title='I&apos;ll never need anyone to carry me home'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-1101302289622222285</id><published>2007-06-27T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T14:35:34.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>I wish I had 5 fingers and a thumb</title><content type='html'>Guitar Hero II is really driving me nuts. There's always this fucked up feeling when I fails a song. I got short fingers? Fat fingers? Butter fingers? Or just plain lousy motor skills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell myself, 'it's okay. I'm not exactly a young kid anymore. The kids have better reflexes. I don't really need to get a 5 star rating for this song...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I'm dying to get 5 stars for all the medium songs to unlock the 'Most likely to suceed' achievement. Being the achievement whore I am, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after numerous weeks of shredding, I finally cleared Psychobilly Freakout with a 5 star rating on medium. If I have a gun, I'll seriously contemplate shooting the fellow who wrote this song. Thanks to him, I've got stiff and sore fingers now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Carry me home (4 stars) and Institutionalised (4 stars) left in my way to guitar greatness, I'll just need to pray harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-1101302289622222285?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/1101302289622222285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=1101302289622222285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/1101302289622222285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/1101302289622222285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-wish-i-had-5-fingers-and-thumb.html' title='I wish I had 5 fingers and a thumb'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-6425065503831330867</id><published>2007-06-26T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:23:11.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>This Bird You Cannot Change</title><content type='html'>If I leave here tomorrow, would you still rememer me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the opening 2 lines of lyrics to the song &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Free_Bird"&gt;Free Bird&lt;/a&gt; by Lynyrd Skynrd. This song was featured in Guitar Hero II as the last of the 8th tier song. It's the song to beat and considered to be the best song to play in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial reaction when i encountered the song was 'what the f*ck???' cos the game asked me 3 times if I really want to play this song. I was thinking, how hard can this be? I completed the song in medium on my first try, and almost died in the process of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rubbing my fingers after the song trying to relief the cramps I got as a result from playing the song, thinking 'what the hell?? How do you even pronounce the damn band name if it doesn't have any vowels????' (thanks to Stoener, who told me it's pronounced as 'Leh-nerd Skin-nerd'... i think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been playing that song over and over again. For the mere fact that it's so hard to play well (At least for me) and I came to love the song. A nice slow ballard intro which lasted for 4 1/2 minutes, followed by another 5 minutes of furious fretworks (the game version is only 9:12 long. Actual song is 12 minutes)! The song have been repeating on my ipod for the past 2 days. I simply love the lyrics and the guitar solos and duels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, I finally managed to complete the song on medium mode, getting 248,786 points and my 5 star rating. the sense of satisfaction is un-measurable. My wife was cheering for me while I as playing the song and gave me a kiss and a hug after i completed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, my doubts are gone. If I leave here tomorrow, I'll be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Macbiff will get my 360, Stoener get my movies and Donut will get my plastic guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-6425065503831330867?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/6425065503831330867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=6425065503831330867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/6425065503831330867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/6425065503831330867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-bird-you-cannot-change.html' title='This Bird You Cannot Change'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-4921256892323513146</id><published>2007-06-26T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T11:51:43.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Eat it Raw!! Maybe not...</title><content type='html'>I always liked to cook. Ever since young. Although I usually screw it up but it always turn out not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling adventurous during the weekend so decided to whip up something for my wife. What does she like... Toast and eggs? I've done that before... Sushi? Why not Sushi? It's easy isn't it? Just rice and with strips of egg on top. Okay. Sushi it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started up my trusty Mac, launch Safari and did a search for sushi recipe. God. There're tons of them out there. As i was pondering over which one I should use, my niece came over as asked me,"What are you doing? Not playing games?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nah. I want to make sushi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know how! I made sushi in school before!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my niece a weird look... Sure or not? Can eat one or those made of plasticine? She ran off and came back in 5 minutes with a colorful little book from her Montessori pre-school. Believe it or not, there's actually a section on sushi making! What the heck, I'll take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cold storage to buy all the ingredients and back to home for the sushi making. I'll not mention the process except that it was fun. If you see the way we did it, i doubt anyone would dare to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we've had great fun. My wife, sis-in-law, niece, nephew and sis loved the sushi. Here's some pics of what we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first sushi i made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCKCDAvZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s1sZ_irfizY/s1600-h/24062007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCKCDAvZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s1sZ_irfizY/s200/24062007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080212147446703538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing the eggs and cucumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCKTTAvZcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/klPc6GGTXNQ/s1600-h/24062003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCKTTAvZcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/klPc6GGTXNQ/s200/24062003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080212443799446978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My version of the roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCKrjAvZdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6bCrJWssu5E/s1600-h/24062001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCKrjAvZdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6bCrJWssu5E/s200/24062001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080212860411274706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me what this is called. Hot dog sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCLiTAvZfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mI5iPtbgvGU/s1600-h/24062002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCLiTAvZfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mI5iPtbgvGU/s200/24062002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080213801009112562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the soccer ball that my nephew made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCL_zAvZgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-IKyKlsmqgI/s1600-h/24062004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCL_zAvZgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-IKyKlsmqgI/s200/24062004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080214307815253506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-4921256892323513146?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/4921256892323513146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=4921256892323513146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/4921256892323513146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/4921256892323513146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/06/eat-it-raw-maybe-not.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Eat it Raw!! Maybe not...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2aCZrXX7qVc/RoCKCDAvZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s1sZ_irfizY/s72-c/24062007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-8873212760421867707</id><published>2007-06-19T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:12:15.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox360'/><title type='text'>Unleash the Rock God/Goddess Within!</title><content type='html'>My wife always tell me, "You play too much games dear..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why as she already knew how passionate i was with my xbox360 before we got married. Heck. In fact, some of the games i have for my xbox360 are bought for me by my wife. Don't understand why she make this comment sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until... Recently... I got to tell her, "Dear... can you stop playing Guitar Hero 2 and give me back my xbox?? I'm already lagging behind as it is..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the wife of a gamer, my wife sometimes watch me play games. When I knew that guitar hero 2 was gonna launch in xbox360, i was excited. I appreciate the fact that my wife was as excited as me. So much so that she brought the game for me as a birthday gift(yes, the game and the plastic guitar controller).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, she had been playing guitar hero 2 with a vengence. I used to smirk in the background watching her struggle with the game on easy mode, thinking that she'll worship me when she watch me play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until recently, with all the practice she have been putting in, i starting to feel that she might have a remote chance of beating me in the game... I once remarked that if she ever beat me in the score of any songs in the game, i would sling my plastic guitar controller and walk around Orchard Road... Somehow, all those famous last words always come back to haunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, this old dog still got a couple of tricks up his sleeves. Till then, my dear wife, work harder. Someday, you'll get 5 star for Jessica on Medium. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-8873212760421867707?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/8873212760421867707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=8873212760421867707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8873212760421867707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8873212760421867707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/06/unleash-rock-godgoddess-within-my-wife.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Unleash the Rock God/Goddess Within!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-5674417911419548836</id><published>2007-06-19T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:00:53.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Donuts Anyone</title><content type='html'>It's funny how Singaporeans have the patience to queue up for hours buying donuts but can't wait 10 seconds at a traffic lights without honking the fellow driver in front...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, I joined my buddy to queue up at Donut Factory in Raffles City to buy donuts. My buddy was kind enough to start queuing early with me joining him an hour later. It took me another hour to get my share of donuts, during this time, saw some very interesting scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always the aunties who tries to join the queue at the front, trying hard to ignore the fact that the actual queue is behind her. There's also the typical aunties who goes around asking if anyone is getting less than the 2 dozens allocated so that she can long-pang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had found out that eating 8 donuts at one go is not the way to appreciate donuts unless you're ready for a stomach ache the next day. Having said that, the donuts are nice but not that fantastic that I would queue hours for them again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i'll stay off donuts for the rest of the year. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-5674417911419548836?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/5674417911419548836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=5674417911419548836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/5674417911419548836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/5674417911419548836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/06/donuts-anyone-its-funny-how.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Donuts Anyone&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-9055786862351659063</id><published>2007-06-03T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:02:02.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindless thoughts'/><title type='text'>Road to Recovery</title><content type='html'>Tiring day though i didn't do much except sleep. the fever still comes on and off. Spent most of my day watching my niece play Rayman's raving rabbids. Spent a bit of time fooling around with my ibook. Just realised from my wife that my ibook is actually the lowest range among all the mac notebooks..... Well, you can't complain about something that costed $95 right? Anyway, here is it. This is my maiden post using a ibook. Never had i thought that this day would come. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-9055786862351659063?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/9055786862351659063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=9055786862351659063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/9055786862351659063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/9055786862351659063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/06/road-to-recovery-tiring-day-though-i.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Road to Recovery&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-8999985166694224801</id><published>2007-06-03T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T11:56:28.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindless thoughts'/><title type='text'>Wasted Time</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. Kept coughing, having fever and kept shivering.... All this have to happen on a weekend. Fine.... It's all a waste of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-8999985166694224801?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/8999985166694224801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=8999985166694224801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8999985166694224801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/8999985166694224801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/06/wasted-time-im-sick.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Wasted Time&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-2446259829395983033</id><published>2007-06-01T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T11:58:46.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Better Half'/><title type='text'>Wonders about Woman</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's weird how woman think... I picked up my wife last evening from the airport when she came back from Sydney. Reached home and started to unpack. As usual, i got my 500gms of nuts and among that some other weird stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toilet paper. Nice 3 ply australian made toilet paper. I think it's strawberry scented... I'm not sure due to my insistance not to sniff at it... Is it just me or is it really cool to buy toilet paper back from overseas? I mean, if you like the toilet paper so much, what happens when they run out??? Weird.... At least to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife was also fascinated with this brand of kitchen wares called Wedgewood. This is probably just me being me but what the heck??? $50 for a plate? Even if it was lined with platinum on the edge and that it's designed by vera wang.... Heck! It's still just a plate to me! of course there's a couple of nice tea cup and saucer, fook and spoons but heck.... i could have gotten 5 copies of blue dragon from the amount she spent buying those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, one thing immediately shut me up. "I'm buying these for our new home next year dear... And I'm paying for in." Well, don't let me stop you. And don't get me wrong also. I DO appreciate it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-2446259829395983033?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/2446259829395983033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=2446259829395983033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/2446259829395983033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/2446259829395983033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/06/wonders-about-woman-sometimes-its-weird.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Wonders about Woman&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-7225211436354533914</id><published>2007-05-30T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T11:59:19.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Better Half'/><title type='text'>Testing Times</title><content type='html'>Can't imagine that it had been 10 months since I've last blogged. This little piece of my life had somehow eluded me. So much had happened since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my female fans out there (last count was 1, inclusive of my niece), i finally got married. As usual, my dad shed a tear for me (He couldn't believe it...... I can't as well). The wedding day and the dinner went past in a flash. I couldn't remember many aspect of it except for the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember and I was preparing myself for the solomization, my brother pulled me aside and said to me "You still have 5 minutes. Are you sure you want to do this?". I couldn't understand what he meant at the point of time but now, I really need to let him know that I appreciated him asking me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. If I went back in time and was faced with the same choice again, I would have done exactly the same thing but I have no idea how tough it would be to be living in a confined space with someone for an extend period of time. I love my wife wholeheartedly and I love her more everyday. However, some of our differences are really pushing me off the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I have to admit that a large part of the fault does lies with me as well. Perhaps it's time to change. No in the sense of changing my personality cos I don't believe in that but more in the ways that it's time for some of my bad habits to go. These are testing times my friends and I'm all geared up to take on the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is too long and boring and i should stop here. Just to add a final word, I want to say to 2 of my good brothers, Stoener and Donut. Thanks for your patience and advices in the recent weeks. You have no idea how much they help. Cheers bro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-7225211436354533914?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/7225211436354533914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=7225211436354533914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/7225211436354533914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/7225211436354533914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2007/05/cant-imagine-that-it-had-been-10-months.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Testing Times&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-115312636698728084</id><published>2006-07-17T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:50:08.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>More KL Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/my%20in-bus%20entertainment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/200/my%20in-bus%20entertainment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My In-Bus Entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/really%20stupid.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/200/really%20stupid.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I next hairstyle???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/me%20and%20bro%20again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/200/me%20and%20bro%20again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and bro on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/Bro"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/200/Bro%27s%20ex-c%20olleagues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with my brother's ex-colleagues. Friendly bunch of people. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-115312636698728084?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/115312636698728084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=115312636698728084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/115312636698728084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/115312636698728084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2006/07/more-kl-pictures-my-in-bus.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;More KL Pictures&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-115312593715180575</id><published>2006-07-17T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:07:09.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Been 2 weeks since I've last blogged. I guess I slacked off a bit. Anyway, I was in KL for a week. Went to Malacca with by brother and then down to KL to join my girlfriend, who was there for a business trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I really miss A&amp;W. You can't find it here in Singapore anymore! Eat my Coney Dog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/Coney%20dog.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/200/Coney%20dog.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Malacca was quite boring... Not in the sense that the place is boring but my stupid brother dumped me at the bus terminal and made me wait for 5 freaking hours while he goes for a meeting at some hospital (Read a lot of nurses). Anyway, nice waffles...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/Waffle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/200/Waffle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too bad we didn't get the chance to stay overnight at Malacca for sight-seeing. Would have really like that. Will go some other time. So down to KL we go! I'm staying at PJ Hilton with my girlfriend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/me%20at%20JP%20Hilton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/200/me%20at%20JP%20Hilton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/me%20at%20JP%20Hilton.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to KLCC for some sight seeing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/twin%20towers.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/twin%20towers.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/twin%20towers.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/200/twin%20towers.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ice-Cream and Peanut/Butter toast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/my%20HZ%20ice-cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/200/my%20HZ%20ice-cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/29341789-115312593715180575?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/115312593715180575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=115312593715180575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/115312593715180575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/115312593715180575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2006/07/been-2-weeks-since-ive-last-blogged.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Road Trip&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-115189917880406744</id><published>2006-07-03T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:08:11.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindless thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bad start to a bad monday...</title><content type='html'>My dad just threw open my room door this morning and started screaming at me why am I not up looking for a job. He went on and on about how I'm always sleeping till so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did he know that I was up at 3am sending out resume till 8am before going to sleep? Did I even get a chance to explain? No.... It's always my fucking fault isn't it? It's my fucking fault for quitting my job isn't it? and it's still my fucking fault for staying at home while i'm jobless isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do everyone expect me to do? Squat by the roadside and solicite for a job from passerby? I don't want sympathy. I don't expect people to understand me either. I just want everyone to keep their fucking mouth shut......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-115189917880406744?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/115189917880406744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=115189917880406744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/115189917880406744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/115189917880406744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2006/07/bad-start-to-bad-monday.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Bad start to a bad monday...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29341789.post-115178823273660025</id><published>2006-07-02T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:09:17.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindless thoughts'/><title type='text'>Begining of a new journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/1600/7940156636621m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that this will be my very first blog post? Actually, I'm still tinkering with this thingy, not too sure how to do it. Stay in tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this pic is a picture of me when I used to work in the call centre. Although life was really tough there, I kinda of miss it.... Especially since I'm jobless now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching the match between Brazil and France. France won 0-1. I was quite pissed actually. Never did like France as a football team. On the other hand, was quite relief that I resisted the urge to bet on Brazil. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back with more soon! Cheers! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29341789-115178823273660025?l=kelvintan1975.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/feeds/115178823273660025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29341789&amp;postID=115178823273660025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/115178823273660025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29341789/posts/default/115178823273660025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelvintan1975.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-guess-that-this-will-be-my-very.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Begining of a new journey&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kelvin Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375910701634949120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7675/3122/320/7940156636621m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
