<?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-6758340</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:17:15.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When will my reflections show...</title><subtitle type='html'>I've owned a star and named it 'Reflection' will it show what I am inside?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-116360523947492347</id><published>2006-11-15T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T12:26:53.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is so fragile</title><content type='html'>Life is so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a moment you are  gone from my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you may have been missing for some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never would I thought that it will become permenant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what would you have felt when you are approaching heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I in your thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were things we have done together still remains a part of your memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was all our friends what you are missing then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we've taken a picture together at the dinner and dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you said you wanted to attend me wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you said you will miss me the most before you post out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why have you not thought of any of those before you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you stay if you have talked to me or our friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you left without a goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you may be gone without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-116360523947492347?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/116360523947492347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=116360523947492347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/116360523947492347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/116360523947492347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-is-so-fragile.html' title='Life is so fragile'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-114239407301006486</id><published>2006-03-15T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T11:58:18.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New enviornment, New work and New life</title><content type='html'>What a lazy wed. Although I have work to do but it just strike me that I had not update my blog of some time. Now in my tiny office that i share with my boss, with his back facing me that is, I am writing my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots has happened since i last updated my blog. 1stly i'm reporting to a new boss for work. Although i'm still in the same camp compound, but my office has shifted. It could be said to be a relief but then (with only 1 month in the job) I'm doing much more than my old job. But when there is job satisfaction, then its still ok. Then there is the death of the ex-DPM and i was activated. Burned my Sat that I am suppose to spend with my dear. Really hope she understands that its my job requirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, I've started studying again. Couldn't get use to it initially but then now its going fine. Still able to complete my 1st 2 assignment and hand in in time. Hopefully I can endure through 3 or 4 yrs of it in order to get my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad that my gf and I are getting along quite well. Although I may have neglected her for the pass few weeks due to work, but I hope she will understand. I know she will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-114239407301006486?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/114239407301006486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=114239407301006486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/114239407301006486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/114239407301006486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-enviornment-new-work-and-new-life.html' title='New enviornment, New work and New life'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-113595149239107371</id><published>2005-12-30T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T22:04:52.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handwriting... Mine is always very bad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Handwriting Analysis" src="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/generated/20051230/Lkr1aCk633.jpg" width="250" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;What does your handwriting say about YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry.&lt;br /&gt;You are a shy, idealistic person who does not find it easy to have relationships, especially intimate ones.&lt;br /&gt;You are affectionate, passionate, expressive, and future-oriented.&lt;br /&gt;You are reserved, shy, cautious, and thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;You are self-confident and like to bring attention to yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-113595149239107371?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/113595149239107371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=113595149239107371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/113595149239107371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/113595149239107371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/12/handwriting-mine-is-always-very-bad.html' title='Handwriting... Mine is always very bad...'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-113068559037455793</id><published>2005-10-30T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T23:19:50.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much do it cost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: 1px solid #cccccc; background-color: white; width: 115px; text-align: center; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/23/25822676_789bf55448_t.jpg" style="border:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is worth &lt;b&gt;$1,693.62&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/projects/how-much-is-your-blog-worth/"&gt;How much is your blog worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/" style="border: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://technorati.com/pix/tech-logo-embed.gif" style="border: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-113068559037455793?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/113068559037455793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=113068559037455793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/113068559037455793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/113068559037455793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-much-do-it-cost.html' title='How much do it cost?'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-112348417067569893</id><published>2005-08-08T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T14:56:10.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/ancient-secret/1097953770_eperfect...jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8b2e514)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;perfect- To you, your girlfriend is the most&lt;br&gt;important person in your life, you would do&lt;br&gt;anything for her, and that's why, you're the&lt;br&gt;perfect boyfriend. Some girls would kill to&lt;br&gt;have a boyfriend like you, one that always&lt;br&gt;knows how to make a girl feel special. You&lt;br&gt;rock! ^0^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ancient-secret/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20boyfriend%20are%20you%3F%20(for%20guys!%20with%20pics!%5E0%5E)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of boyfriend are you? (for guys! with pics!^0^)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-112348417067569893?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/112348417067569893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=112348417067569893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/112348417067569893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/112348417067569893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/08/perfect.html' title='Perfect?'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-112281894613876681</id><published>2005-07-31T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:09:06.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk!</title><content type='html'>Went party with fui last night. It was her hall bash at cocolatte. Been wanting to party with her or a long time liao so went along. Drank a lot. And got drunk. But the worst thing is when I woke up this morning (or afternoon), I cant recall anything at all. From how i sent her home, to what I did at her house, to how I got back to my own house... I couldnt remember anything!!! Is it a worrying sign? Is it that I'm sick? Does alchol makes ppl forget things? Or is it that something took over my body and sent me home? Scary... But anyway, I promised myself  wont drink so much anymore... Call me a chicken or a weakling but I wont drink so much again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-112281894613876681?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/112281894613876681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=112281894613876681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/112281894613876681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/112281894613876681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/07/drunk.html' title='Drunk!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-112237807047008199</id><published>2005-07-26T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T19:41:10.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabbies</title><content type='html'>Wonder if its my luck or wat. I have lot more encounters with selfish, incompetent, rude and totally irresponsible cab drivers. Maybe business is bad so that some cab drivers have to resort to "underhand' methods to earn more money. Had a few encounters that the cab drivers tried (unseccessfully) to earn more by taking longer route or by driving slower so that it will 'hit' more redlights so that the charges will be more. Why I say they are unsuccessful? Thats because they have a son of a experience taxi driver as passenger. All of the time, their plan was foiled and I escaped without paying extra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats except once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sending my gf to her school. Being 1st time there, I wasn't sure of the route to take, and that allows the cab driver to gain the upperhand. 1st, he took us out the exit that is further away from her hostel, then he took us round and round the school campus. In the end, I have to pay over $18 for the ride. What a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there are still good drivers around. But then I have been meeting with the wrong ones recently. Damn fed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-112237807047008199?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/112237807047008199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=112237807047008199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/112237807047008199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/112237807047008199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/07/cabbies.html' title='Cabbies'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-111798089901713571</id><published>2005-06-05T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:14:59.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of Gold!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="gold heart" src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/MissAnthropy/1077072860_sgoldheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart of Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/MissAnthropy/quizzes/What%20is%20Your%20Heart%20REALLY%20Made%20of?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What is Your Heart REALLY Made of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-111798089901713571?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/111798089901713571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=111798089901713571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/111798089901713571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/111798089901713571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/06/heart-of-gold.html' title='Heart of Gold!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-111121496347002646</id><published>2005-03-19T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T14:49:23.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 73.33% Female, 26.67% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain leans female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think with your heart, not your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and considerate, you are a giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/genderbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-111121496347002646?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/111121496347002646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=111121496347002646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/111121496347002646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/111121496347002646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/03/your-brain-is-73.html' title=''/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-111121301423210509</id><published>2005-03-19T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T14:23:14.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideal Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #66ccff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Ideal Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/ideal-lover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires.And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek.You are a shapeshifter - bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships.It all depends on who your with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-111121301423210509?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/111121301423210509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=111121301423210509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/111121301423210509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/111121301423210509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/03/ideal-lover.html' title='Ideal Lover'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-111007826916607091</id><published>2005-03-06T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T11:09:05.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineer Officer Advance Course</title><content type='html'>I'll be on EOAC come Mon (07 March '05), and I'm totally not prepared for it. been too busy with other things that sucked all my energy to read up. Maybe later I'll do some reading up, but I really felt like sleeping haahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on course till 28 April. Seem like a very long time. I only hope I wont get too bad a grade. If not my career will be affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for course means I need to sacrisfy my time for other things. Things like entertainment, things like family, friends and most imptly, someone thats been on my mind. I am scared that I might get love sick... haahaa... Hopefully not. I wan to do well in this course so I can get promoted and be in a better position to provide for her, if she chose to accept me :Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i will be busy to update again. I try to update whenever I'm free. If not, I'll be back in end April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-111007826916607091?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/111007826916607091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=111007826916607091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/111007826916607091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/111007826916607091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/03/engineer-officer-advance-course.html' title='Engineer Officer Advance Course'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110948748495210732</id><published>2005-02-27T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T14:58:04.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Noise!</title><content type='html'>Actually is a so-so movie. Not as good as I though it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have always searched for a way to communicate with the other side--fascinated, motivated, driven to find a way to connect with loved ones who have passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electronic Voice Phenomenon (EVP) is the process through which the dead communicate with the living through household recording devices. These extraordinary recordings--captured by people all over the world, in their homes, with a simple tape or video recorder--seem to confirm what many of us have dared to believe: it is possible for the dead to communicate with us. And all we have to do is listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Keaton plays successful architect Jonathan Rivers, whose peaceful existence is shattered by the unexplained disappearance and death of his wife, Anna (Chandra West). Jonathan is eventually contacted by a man (Ian McNeice), who claims to be receiving messages from Anna through EVP. At first skeptical, Jonathan then becomes convinced of the messages' validity, and is soon obsessed with trying to contact her on his own. His further explorations into EVP and the accompanying supernatural messages unwittingly open a door to another world, allowing something uninvited into his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keaton's acting is at his very best, but the movie is spoilt by the lack of horror scenes (its a horror flick anyway). But a good story plot saves it from being a flop. Actually it shd be made into a documentary instead. Haa haa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110948748495210732?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110948748495210732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110948748495210732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110948748495210732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110948748495210732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/02/white-noise.html' title='White Noise!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110922654091655985</id><published>2005-02-24T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T14:29:00.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Constantine...</title><content type='html'>John Constantine has been to hell and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born with a gift he didn’t want, the ability to clearly recognize the half-breed angels and demons that walk the earth in human skin, Constantine (KEANU REEVES) was driven to take his own life to escape the tormenting clarity of his vision. But he failed. Resuscitated against his will, he found himself cast back into the land of the living. Now, marked as an attempted suicide with a temporary lease on life, he patrols the earthly border between heaven and hell, hoping in vain to earn his way to salvation by sending the devil’s foot soldiers back to the depths. But Constantine is no saint. Disillusioned by the world around him and at odds with the one beyond, he’s a hard-drinking, hard-living bitter hero who scorns the very idea of heroism. Constantine will fight to save your soul but he doesn’t want your admiration or your thanks – and certainly not your sympathy. All he wants is a reprieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a desperate but skeptical police detective (RACHEL WEISZ as Angela Dodson) enlists his help in solving the mysterious death of her beloved twin sister (also played by Weisz), their investigation takes them through the world of demons and angels that exists just beneath the landscape of contemporary Los Angeles. Caught in a catastrophic series of otherworldly events, the two become inextricably involved and seek to find their own peace at whatever cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story gets into hyper drive when they met for the 3rd time when she was attacked by demon scavangers and was saved by Constantine (as usual). Someone is trying to bring Lucifer's son (disgranted and wanted his own rule of the world away from his dad or to replace his dad) into our plane from the underworld. And the way to do it is by using God's blood and a special female's body to 'give birth' to him. Initiatally, Isabel was the chosen one as she, like Constantine, can see what others can't. The story unfolds that actually Angela too can do what her twin sister can but then chose to ignore and forget it. But bought back this ability to understand her sister's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabriel, a half-breed angel wanted humans to believe in God through horror and fear. She is the one who wanted to bring the son of Lucifer into our plane. Not that Constantine could help it, she failed in the very hands of Lucifer himself. Through Constantine's self-sacrifice That is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show has many influence by Christainity but is still a good show to watch for non-christian due to its comic story-plot. 2-thumbs up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110922654091655985?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110922654091655985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110922654091655985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110922654091655985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110922654091655985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/02/constantine.html' title='Constantine...'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110813539943587892</id><published>2005-02-11T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T23:23:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racing Stripes!</title><content type='html'>Movie in the same style as Babe (the movie about the pig) where animals talk English. Funny yet touching. Its a family movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is about a lost Zebra picked up by a race horse trainer and thats how it got to know a group of good friends (a pony, a lamb, a chicken and a peglican). The zebra, Stripes, didnt know he was a zebra. He always thought he a race horse but becos of his 'unusal' out look, and shorter legs and bigger head, he always got laughed at. But running is always in his blood. From racing the post man to taking part in the 'all horse only' race he has not back away from any of it. In the end, he made it and become a champion racer. (happy ending!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is human factor in Stripe's success in the story. The trainer (i forget his name liao) have some problem letting his daughter ride Stripes due to his wife's death. But he eventually got over it and trained Stripes to become a champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a story full of laughter and warmth. Special mention to the 2 flies who are very funny! Its a story for the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110813539943587892?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110813539943587892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110813539943587892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110813539943587892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110813539943587892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/02/racing-stripes.html' title='Racing Stripes!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110800516719415885</id><published>2005-02-10T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T11:12:47.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Today is the 2nd day of chinese new year. Still dont have the festive mood. Dunno why? Anyway here is how i spent my last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my Unit's celebration on Mon (7th Feb). Went to CDANS to have a round of bowling and lazer quest. Thereafter, have lunch. We Luo Hei for prosperity and good health. My Comd picked 7 numbers for ToTo and together with me and 2 other having birthday in Feb, we picked 4 numbers for 4d. haahaa.... but then didnt strike on Wed. Now hope Sat and Sun will strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day (eve of the chinese new yr), is my Mess celebration. Held at my camp/mess, there is lion dance and again Luo Hei. Then we are given lottery tics for good luck haahaa... This yr a lot of lottery. Maybe if I strike then I might have some festive mood haahaa... After the celebration, had a round of mahjong which i lose $130. Not lucky enough. After that, I went to my grandma's place for reunion dinner. Had steamboat and hot plate Seoul Garden style. Enjoyed it fully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 1st day, went to my grandma's place again to collect Ang Baos (red packet). Didnt collect many and went back home to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, its not a very fruitful new year for me. and I've got a lot of work to do once i go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sianz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110800516719415885?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110800516719415885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110800516719415885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110800516719415885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110800516719415885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110770172344654804</id><published>2005-02-06T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T15:12:56.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 at heart? thats my age too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #66ccff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 24 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:24;color:#0000cc;"&gt;24 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000cc;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/6758340-110770172344654804?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110770172344654804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110770172344654804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110770172344654804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110770172344654804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/02/24-at-heart-thats-my-age-too.html' title='24 at heart? thats my age too!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110689147011057011</id><published>2005-01-28T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T23:41:42.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Wild Wet again!</title><content type='html'>Went to 'Wild Wild Wet' yesterday as part of Unit's cohesian programme cum Incoming/Outgoing/Promotion Treat. Been there once with my &lt;a href="http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/09/mess-retreat-at-wild-wild-wet-jcc.html"&gt;Mess committee&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time there are games organised by the staff there. Made friends with the lifeguard there (hopefully they can remember me the next time i go and give me free entry...) Helped my friend get a gal lifguard's name but didn't succeed. Maybe cos she can sense that its not for myself so she didn't give. haahaa... Anyway I'm not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games are the same so its quite boring. The worst thing is i got sunburned. Totally uncool... I hate sunburn... Should have applied sun block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to a resturant in Downtown East for dinner. Buffet! Got so full that can't move. Something happened during the dinner but I aint going to elaborate here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall its a fun day firstly cos there is no work and 2ndly get to have fun with my colleagues whom I seldom get to intereact other then work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110689147011057011?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110689147011057011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110689147011057011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110689147011057011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110689147011057011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/01/wild-wild-wet-again.html' title='Wild Wild Wet again!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110520773883512651</id><published>2005-01-09T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T02:08:58.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason</title><content type='html'>I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;As many things I wish I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;But I continue learning&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;That's why I need you to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;br /&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110520773883512651?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110520773883512651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110520773883512651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110520773883512651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110520773883512651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/01/reason.html' title='The Reason'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110520728809759446</id><published>2005-01-09T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T02:01:28.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible disaster! Tsunami!</title><content type='html'>Having seen the pics of the devasation that the tsunami has brought to mankind, I was more sure of 1 thing that I've believed in, thats mankind is so small in the face of nature. The destruction, the anger, the worry, the agony, the upset, the sadness, the broken-hearted feelings of the people in the pics made me realised that I have to do something about it. I could never let myself live peacefully if i aven't do anything. I volunteered to go to Indonesia for humanitarian work. I hope my boss will allow me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart although I have strong desire to go and do something for the tsunami victims, I was reluctant to go too. I am scared that I'll miss someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110520728809759446?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110520728809759446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110520728809759446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110520728809759446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110520728809759446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/01/terrible-disaster-tsunami.html' title='Terrible disaster! Tsunami!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110465621411216422</id><published>2005-01-02T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T01:40:44.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2005</title><content type='html'>Year 2004 hasn't been too kind to me. Conflicts, disappintments, arguments, heart-breaking incidents, and of cos the tsunami. Work, family, love and friends... unhappy times are much and short in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most unforgettable incident shd be during my basic logistic course. I didn't managed to get the best trainee award (a target set by my commander) becos i lost out in a test which i failed. I felt so ashamed of myself then cos I felt that i have let my commander down, let everyone down. I felt it most when my instructor told me that i have lost out becos of the test. Now that i think back, I'll still feel that... Maybe its one of the regrets I remember for life. My 1st resolution for this yr is not to do things i'll regret again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarrelled with my mum quite a lot last yr. Got to try to keep my temper in check next time I talk to her. And my dad too... got to be more patient with him though he has become very naggy. Thats my 2nd resolution, treat my family better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a few heart-breaking incidents last yr. It made me wonder, " am i a bad bf? or am i that bad that no one likes me." My 3rd resolution is to find out that flaw of me so as to get rid of it. So i can treat the one I love now better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, had a few disagreement with a few collague and was not very happy with them. I think i got to look at things in their perspective before i open my mouth. Maybe that will minmise much unhappiness... Thats my 4th resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these 4 resolution, i believe i can live happier. And hopefully 2005 opens a new chapter in my personnel as well as my working life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110465621411216422?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110465621411216422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110465621411216422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110465621411216422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110465621411216422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2005/01/year-2005_02.html' title='Year 2005'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110446365673565255</id><published>2004-12-31T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T11:27:36.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Laptop!</title><content type='html'>Just got  myself a new laptop. After my desktop went bonkers, its been 2 months since i surfed the net at home (except using my sis laptop). Yesterday went collect at Funan. Been playing with it since. Tried installing all sort of things on it. Tried playing games with it. Tried watching movies with it. Tried listening songs with it. and of cos surf the net with it. 1G RAM is totally cool. the application runs fast with out glitch. Guess its value for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years around the corner. World peace? Just hope no more natural disaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110446365673565255?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110446365673565255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110446365673565255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110446365673565255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110446365673565255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-laptop.html' title='New Laptop!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110395350768145143</id><published>2004-12-25T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T13:45:07.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to everyone!!! Merry Christmas to my family! Merry Christmas to my friends! And Merry Christmas to YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just touched down from &lt;a href="http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/12/goodbye-singapore-again.html"&gt;Thailand&lt;/a&gt;, tired and happy... Finally got to rest... Let me give u a insight on wat happened in Thailand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew off on 10 DEC in the wee hours and reached Thailand in the morning... Then had a simple parade and it was off to unpacking... Since the immediate next day is outfield, we have got a lot of things to prepare. Things like vehicles to personnel equipments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Recce... Spent the whole day doing recce... went to a local buddhism temple and got myself a stone meant to protect us from misfortunes... (I also got another one for someone...) The rest of the day was spent preparing for the exercise the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-15 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Exercise FLAMINGO... Advance to contact... Straight forward... I'm the safety officer for all 4 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16-18 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Exercise BEAVERVENTURE... Leadership training fo the cadets... I was one of the instructors who follows a group to ensure safety. With the experience of JCC, I tot it was a piece of cake. How wrong i was. I walked for almost 80km, got baked by the sun and freezed in the night. I totally didnt like it 1 bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Exercise FALCON... Advance demolition... I was the laision, that is to ensure that the villiagers do not complain... haahaa... simple job... Luckily I didnt have to conduct it... Will die man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Slack... And clear store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Slack... And clear store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Educational Tour... Complete waste of time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Wee hours (again) board the Singapore bound plane. Reached homeland at 4am but have to go back camp. left camp at 2 pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There u go, the uninterestring and tiring trip in Thailand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I got to spend Christmas with someone!! If not, this yr will end with a big bang... bang on the head with a shot gun that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110395350768145143?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110395350768145143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110395350768145143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110395350768145143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110395350768145143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110258968216237751</id><published>2004-12-09T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T18:55:35.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Singapore (Again!)</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm going overseas again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 months ago i went &lt;a href="http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/09/adios-my-friends.html"&gt;Brunei&lt;/a&gt; on Oct and came back from &lt;a href="http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-guys-im-back-and-how-good-it-feels.html"&gt;JCC&lt;/a&gt; on 29th Oct.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to Thailand for another Ex and will be leaving in 8 hrs time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i volunteered for it, but since its confirmed that there is no allowance, I have been very reluctunt to go. But then at least I'm going with a few good friends like LW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can enjoy the overseas &lt;em&gt;trip&lt;/em&gt;. At least I get to have my hair wash at the same time my head massaged. Haahaa... Don't think crooked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110258968216237751?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110258968216237751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110258968216237751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110258968216237751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110258968216237751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/12/goodbye-singapore-again.html' title='Goodbye Singapore (Again!)'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110222708170125693</id><published>2004-12-05T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T23:00:11.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A night at Sentosa</title><content type='html'>Yesternight was ZOUKOUT. Although I've been to 2 previous ZOUKOUT, I was still looking forward to going this yr. Its a annual event afterall. And i think I'll go again next yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the crowd was high and the music was wonderful at Tanjiong Beach Sentosa. We (Ryan, Spider, ZW and me) partied throughout the night. A moment at the main areana listening to guest DJs spinning progressive and trance, a moment at the mambo areana dancing away to retro and hip-hop. Whole night was spent dancing and singing. Not to mention drinking too but then the drinks are too expensive and the alcohol content too little. Didn't even hit the 'high' level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are of cos bikini babes. My eyes are constantly looking out for babes... (although my initial intention wasn't to look too hard, maybe my male hormones took over control of my brain and heart...) I notice something that I've already known but now more confirmed. Thats there is an increase in SPGs. I know i may start a verbal war if i go too deep into this topic and should any of the SPG sees this. Thus I'll just say that I'm a little disappointed thats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pual van Dyk came on too late! At 4 am, I was exhuasted, sleepy and hot. Couldn't bring out the energy to dance to his usual progressive power trance (or wat u might call it). Been listening to his music for almost half a yr now and was totally into his type of music... Maybe hopefully next yr, if he comes again, spin at a earlier time slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch a movie on fri with F.  Bridget Jones Diary: The edge of Reasons. Although its not as nice as the 1st show, its still worth every cent i spent on it. Catch it if u like the 1st Bridget Jones. I like so I watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110222708170125693?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110222708170125693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110222708170125693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110222708170125693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110222708170125693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/12/night-at-sentosa.html' title='A night at Sentosa'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110165870691971379</id><published>2004-11-28T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T00:18:26.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a day!!!</title><content type='html'>(To begin, I havent been in good mood so haven't update for a long time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAT A DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To beginning with, Ryan and Ah Ban woke up late. Suppose to meet at 11 but when I called Ryan at 1045, he is still sleeping!!! Wat the hell!!! Anyway we met at 12 and made our way to sentosa... A day full of sunshine, sand, sweat and of cos bikini babes is on our mind but, as fate had always made fun of me, he has done it again... It rained!!! It f***ing rained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we have no choice but to proceed back. At least we got to catch a movie... SHUTTER. Good show if u like horror traillers. At least this show got head got end not like other shows only know how to scare ppl but with lousy or no plot... This show has a good plot... Not to mention the lead actor and actress are both pleasent to the eyes... Espiecally the lead actress (I guy mah of cos see gal loh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I did 1 thing that I've always wanted to do... That's get my ear pierced... It is to signify my fight against procrastination. From now on, I'll not just say and not do. I'll put all my words into actions.  At least I'll try lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've more or less come to terms with my life now. After the small talk with Fatty Phang, I realised that I'm not in a very good 'shape' at this point of my career. I need to buck up but i need more opportunities. So now I'll have to grab as much as I can. I realised that now i will have to concentrate on my job 1st. (Finding a GF will have to come later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110165870691971379?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110165870691971379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110165870691971379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110165870691971379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110165870691971379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/11/wat-day.html' title='Wat a day!!!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110103711510745108</id><published>2004-11-21T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T14:13:37.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agony!!</title><content type='html'>Had been a f***ing tiring week at work. Upset and tu lan... Upset of my boss and tulan of a certain someone in my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this. I've got back from Brunei for about 3 weeks. I have been working since the 1st working day I've got back and have not gone for any off in lieu or leave. And this 'bloddy' idiot can tell me, "Hey when u are not around, I was so busy conducting training. So can u take over the training during the end of Nov?" Being a 'nice' person, I agreed. Then as if I've opened up a opportunity, he added," next week I'll be on leave till end of Nov. There are some lesson plans that has to be done. I've done 3 of them. Can u '&lt;em&gt;help&lt;/em&gt;' me do the last one?" This point of time, I tot to myself, "well it will be really bad if I dont help him since i'm away for so long." I agreed. Only to realised that its the hardest to do. Furthermore, I got bogged down by other more impt stuff. And my boss is so unconcern and demanded that i handed it to him by fri. Nabei!!! Shouldn't have helped him. Ok, that aside, there is more to come. He took leave in Dec, and guessed wat? He put me as covering person for him!!! NABEI! AS IF I DIDNT TAKE LEAVE IN DEC!!! I wrote a nasty letter to him cc. to my boss telling him to find another f***ing replacement. Dont care liao... If I have to I'll wage war with him man. He has messed up my plan for too many times liao.... NABEI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mood hasn't been too good recently. So serves him right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met QW today and had a long talk with her about J. Think wat she say is true. "In this society where technology has enable us to communicate with only a touch of a button, if someone wont reply to your message (be it sms or msn or icq or watever!), it only means either she is in trouble, or she is avioding you. No matter how busy it could be, if she has the slightest interest in you or treats you as a friend, a simple message would not have been too much of a chore. If it is, then a negative reply could have stop it all. So the reason is obvious. Think wat she says made sense, and I've got no other excuse to rebuke her (as usual). But I still need a confirmation. Sianz... Seems that my life hasn't been going that smoothly since i came back from Brunei. Did I do anything wrong? Tell me!!! Somebody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly... :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: go catch the Incredibles if ya havent. Only 1 word... GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110103711510745108?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110103711510745108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110103711510745108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110103711510745108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110103711510745108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/11/agony.html' title='Agony!!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110032394707458802</id><published>2004-11-13T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T15:29:35.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie to Me ~ Bon Jovi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rumour has it that your daddy's coming down&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna pay the rent&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby, is this as good as life is gonna get&lt;br /&gt;It feels like there's a stranger standing in these shoes&lt;br /&gt;But, i know i can't lose me, 'cause then i'd be losing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know i promised baby&lt;br /&gt;I would be the one to make our dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;I ain't too proud of all the struggles&lt;br /&gt;And the hard times we've been through&lt;br /&gt;When this cold world comes between us&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you'll be brave&lt;br /&gt;'cause i can realize the danger when forgiveness fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If you don't love me -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LIE TO ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'cause baby you're the one thing i believe&lt;br /&gt;Let it all fall down around us, if that's what's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Right now if you don't love me baby - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LIE TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pour another cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;Babe i got something to say to you&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got the winning ticket&lt;br /&gt;Not the one that's gonna pull us through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No one said that it'd be easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let your old man take you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But know that if you walk out on me that darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'd be gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If you don't love me - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIE TO ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'cause baby you're the one thing i believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Let it all fall down around us, if that's what's meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Right now if you can't love me baby - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIE TO ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby, i can take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's a bitch, but life's a roller coaster ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The ups and downs will make you scream sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's hard believing that the thrill is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But we got to go around again, so let's hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;If you don't love me - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIE TO ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;'cause baby you're the one thing i believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Let it all fall down around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;If that's what's meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Right now if you can't love me baby - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIE TO ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LIE TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Baby, i can take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;C'mon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIE TO ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie to me if you dont love me&lt;br /&gt;Lie to me if you cant love me&lt;br /&gt;Lie to me if you wont love me&lt;br /&gt;Lie to me if you hasnt love me&lt;br /&gt;Dont make me wait too long for your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110032394707458802?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110032394707458802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110032394707458802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110032394707458802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110032394707458802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/11/lie-to-me-bon-jovi.html' title='Lie to Me ~ Bon Jovi'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-110007149137346447</id><published>2004-11-10T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T15:24:51.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/pinkangl/1056562144_dianangel2.JPG" border="0" alt="gangl"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your a GUARDIAN ANGEL! congrates you are the one&lt;br&gt;who looks out for others.  your comferting,&lt;br&gt;nice, and nice to be around.  you protect your&lt;br&gt;friends and others from dangers in life and&lt;br&gt;hope for the best in everything and everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/pinkangl/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20angel%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of angel are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-110007149137346447?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/110007149137346447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=110007149137346447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110007149137346447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/110007149137346447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/11/angel.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109981205965485879</id><published>2004-11-07T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:20:59.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>流水行云</title><content type='html'>Suddenly Ryan and me had this idea of giving ourselves nicknames of chinese characters.  This all come about when Ryan told me he is talking to a girl he is interested in and she had a chinese nick, while he gave himself one. And when it sound like fun, I too joined in. Had a hard time coming up with a good nick. In the end I called my self 流水 (liu shui, which means flowing water), and match with 行云 (xing yun, which means moving clouds) it becomes 流水行云. I cracked my head trying to come out with a suitable explanation to the chinese phase (like in chinese kungfu movies or chinese kungfu comics where they will give explanation to their stlye of fighting...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;流水行云&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;逆来顺受, 随意而动, 逆意而止. 百川向一, 集万慧于一体. 思为流水.&lt;br /&gt;百变如一, 千变万形, 飘浮无定. 随风而行, 聚气而成形体. 思为行云.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109981205965485879?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109981205965485879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109981205965485879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109981205965485879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109981205965485879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title='流水行云'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109974431288027011</id><published>2004-11-06T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T20:31:52.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adnormal Beauty!</title><content type='html'>Went for a movie with Ryan last night. Didnt know wat to watch, we just buy the tics to a show that none of us know and havent read the preview... The show is adnormal Beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A average show show so to speak but very disturbing. Gives me the goose bumps even after the show has ended. But the leading actress was the best visual entertainment in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its leading actress is Race Wong from 2R. The 2 gal cantonese pop group born in singapore, breed in singapore but worked in Hongkong. And did i mention that she is BEA_U_TI_FUL!!!!!!! Think I'm falling in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show started of quite nicely with Jiney (Race) showing off her beauty (of cos) and talent. The moment she appeared on screen, I was captivised. Seconds after seconds, I felt i've falling in love with her. Little do i realised what is there to come later in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a top student in her field, arts and photography. And she never go anywhere without her camera. That may seem normal enough until she witnessed an car accident and going out of curiousity, she took a pic of the deceased. From then on, she was out of control. Realising that photos of death appeals to her, she went round taking pics of dead animals, even paying money to the chicken seller to kill for her so she could take photo of the instance of death. She is going to the extend of nearly wanting to kill her classmate in search of her prized photo of death. Luckily she come back to her senses in time and with the help of her les friend Jasmine(Rosanne Wong of 2R. Race's sister in reality) she became better. Thats when she revealed that she was molested in her childhood days and her mom doesn't believed in her despite how hard she try to explain. This has had a hand in resulting in her unstable mental condition. Eventually has gotten over the urge of taking photos of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think thats the end of the show? Most of us do in the cinema, but no. The scary part is beginning. Suddenly, she (Jiney) starts receiving photos of death from an annonymous person. The photos are not of animals but a gal, and it looks like the annonymous person kills for the purpose of taking the death photos. When she dismissed it thinking that the photos are fake and some one is out to scare her, a video is being sent to her. Its about the entire process of the murder and photo taking (this is the part that makes me feel uneasy). It is clear that someone out there knows about Jiney's condition and is trying to make her worst. Jasmine reasoned that it maybe the classmate of Jiney that knows about her condition is playing a prank on them but after confronting him, it turns out that there is a 4th person who knows about Jiney's condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things went worst. 1st,  Jasmine went back but agreed to stay with Jiney when she wanted it. Jiney couldn't sleep that night and woke up to hear sound at her front door. She tried calling Jasmine to ask her to come visit her but only to get no respond on the other line, then the line went dead. On the 2nd attempt to call her, she hear ringtone coming form her front door. Hanging up and calling again, confirmed that its Jasmine's. How can it be? Upon opening the door, she found Jasmine's phone and another video tape. And for those who are clever, you should have guessed that its Jasmine in the video. In the same room that the previous gal was murdered. Jasmine was murdered the same way. (At this point of time, my goosed bumps are already at its highest 'peak') When Jiney tried to call the police, a punch to the head sent her to sleep. When she gain conciousness, she herself is now in the excate room where the 2 gals was murderes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stopped now as the followings are predictable. As to who is the murderer, until you go watch the movie then you will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. actually I'm having goose bumps again and shall not write anymore... Damn disturbing man and damn scary... But Race is really beautiful. And of cos, I wasn't really falling in love with her. its just to exaggerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109974431288027011?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109974431288027011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109974431288027011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109974431288027011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109974431288027011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/11/adnormal-beauty.html' title='Adnormal Beauty!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109940495385042876</id><published>2004-11-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T22:15:53.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its back to work!</title><content type='html'>Damn! I am back for less than 4 days and I am back to work! Didnt even had a good rest...&lt;br /&gt;Going for exercise later somemore! But then at least I get to have a break before i go for another overseas training in Thailand... Another 14 days away from Singapore, away from someone I miss... Well, she is busy with exams now and thus I'm missing her even though i'm in Singapore... Anyway I am very sian... Work Work and more Work coming my way!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109940495385042876?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109940495385042876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109940495385042876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109940495385042876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109940495385042876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-back-to-work.html' title='Its back to work!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109910768484233066</id><published>2004-10-30T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T02:23:15.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guys I'm back... And how good it feels to be back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its been 24hrs and 50mins since i touched down in Singapore.... Yes finally I'm back from Brunei... Cant say I'm happy to be back cos I'm ecstatic to be back!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No more JCC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally no need to starve... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No need to sleep on the uneven ground out in the open (ok, not so open... Brunei jungle is closed terrian which means the canopy is supper thick...). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No need to wake up 4 to 5 times in the night shivering (the temperature ranges from 20 to 12 degrees depending on the altitude...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No need to... there is so many 'no need's that I cant really finish writing just to show how happy i am back home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 1 and 2 (09 - 10 NOV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its 12am when I reached the airport. Meet up with David and KY and had our so called last BK meal (David is going with me and KY has got his JCC badge). Boarded the plane at around 0245hrs and its bye bye Singapore and Hello Brunei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When we reach Brunei, its almost 5am... Me and a few officers got selected t o take the water taxi instead of the fastcraft... Regretted! Cos the fastcraft took 2 hrs yet the water taxi took only about 30mins. No time to sleep!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Reached the bus picked up point at about 0530 hrs and its another 2 hours before it reached Lakiun Camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;From then on its a full day of work and preparation. The prep alone will kill sia! Worked till 0200hrs in the morning and woke up at 0430hrs for the compass course and pace course... That took a full day and evening we had our navigation refreasher! As if i needed... What I need is a full syllabus course for navigation!! Forgotten all about navigation liao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 3 (11 NOV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up early in the morning for guided navigation. Thats an instructor will bring you to the jungle and teach you what to look out for in the jungle during navigation... Wah Lao! Damn siong for someone who isn't trained like me... Got real lost and dont know what to do. Luckily got a few ADF guys who are good in topo to lead the way. (I'll just be a camel and help carry things... Another MISTAKE! I forget i didnt train carrying heavy things and walk around... Die liao lah... Topo cannot, camel also cannot... How to pass the course! This time i sure die one... (Luckily for me my team mates are quite helpful! I'll explain later...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 4~6 Ex Nomad (12 - 14 NOV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1st day of my&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;1st assessment exercise. Ex NOMAD! Veto factor of the whole course. fail this once and out u go. We go as a team of 8 ppl. there is me, SSG Lim (Engr), SSG Max (Navy!), 2SG Tan (ADF, nick Ranger cos he is a Ranger OCC), 2SG Zahid (ADF), Mark (ADF), Seow Hong (ADF, nick Ubin cos he live there) and lastly Guoqing (ADF). This group is quite strong and not the mention very fun to be with... We started the Ex on a high note as we found our 1st checkpoint before lunch (although somw teams foubd theirs within 2 hrs) and then our 2nd and midpoint by end of the day. Its tiring walking around carrying almost 20kg if load but got used to towards the 2nd day and so on... (Luckily the ADF guys are more well trained then me so they took the reposibility of carrying the signal sets... which is really heavy trust me... salute them...) The fun happens during the second day. We have decided not to go for our 4th checkpoint cos its too far away from our location and we do not want to risk not finding it or miss the endex timing (thats the end time where everyone would have to be back if not points will be deducted. We had already had 8 points in our pockets and finding the 4th CP will only increase our points by 2). After we've found our 3rd checkpoint at 1000hrs, we hurboured and had our MAGGIE MEE! (did i mention that i had the most maggie mee in my life during this period) while others are still busy find the checkpoints. Later, we went down to a stream (its big though) to rest before making our way back to the endpoint. We cooked there, swimmed there, even bathed under a mini waterfall nearby. Never had these fun before... Like Zahid and Ranger said, "where can find!!" Had a really enjoyable time with them around. We ended the Ex 1 day before most ppl but stayed 1 day more in the jungle so that we could be evacuated out together with the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 7 (15 NOV)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A days rest after Nomad. The day is catered for those who need to go for Nomad Corrective training. Spent a day recovering both physically and mentally. 2 more days will be the final 2 phases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 8 (16 NOV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We had various trainings from knots and lashes to heli training to combat swim. Nothin much for the day thereafter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 9 (17 NOV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This day we were taught the A-frame shelter, the fire-place construction etc... All these will have to be done in the 5-days Ex CHILLHERMIT (survival phase).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 10~19 EX CHILLHERMIT AND EX CHILLBONE (18 - 27 nov)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its EX CHILLHERMIT and followed by EX CHILLBONE (escape and evasion). This is where the fun (or shd i say torture) starts. 5 days hermit without food and water. Had to find our own water and food. Got to finish some task of building shelter, fireplace, weapon, even utensils. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The first day was ok till evening. thats when the hunger starts kicking in. come 2nd day, I'm having dizzy spells already&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;All that lasted for half a day. Shit behind time. In the end the half a day proved critical as i didnt not complete some of my task. But I still get enough to pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At the 5th day,HERMIT transits to BONE where we were heli inserted to our starting point. We ar&lt;em&gt;e &lt;/em&gt;to make our way from the start point finding checkpoints along the way to our end point. sounds familiar? yes its Nomad no.2. But this time timing is critical as points will be given upon time returned and not how many CP found that means all CP have to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day 1 and 2 went on quite well. come day 3 where we need to climb mount Temburong, thats when all the trouble starts. 1stly, we went the right way thinking its the wrong way and took a big detour and bashed uphill... Later we made a mistake of bashing in the night and got lost. There is even a bee attack to add salt to wound and we ended up being the last team to come back having spent 1 more day in the jungle. When we are back, I didnt have time to bath and clear my things, we have to go for the pasing out parade. I dont even know I've passed until the time during the parade where my name was annouced as the parade commander... What a shocking surprise. I was confirmed that i failed having failed to cross Sungei Apoi in time. Later i found out that i did enough at HERMIT to warrant me a pass in the whole course. So long as i didnt give up in BONE i get my badge. No complaints. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now that I'm back, I've got lots to catch up on before i fly for thailand for another Ex again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(I have to mention that someone have been on my mind the whole 3weeks i was in brunei. I even dreamt of her...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109910768484233066?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109910768484233066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109910768484233066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109910768484233066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109910768484233066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-guys-im-back-and-how-good-it-feels.html' title='Hey guys I&apos;m back... And how good it feels to be back!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109715940711627613</id><published>2004-10-07T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T22:45:04.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Dream Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Dream, the third of The Endless, you are in charge of the Dreaming, all imagination and creativity, everyone knows your beautiful realm, but none truly understand it. You are dark and%2" src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/Lorac/1034605630_turesdream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream, the third of The Endless, you are in charge&lt;br /&gt;of the Dreaming, all imagination and&lt;br /&gt;creativity, everyone knows your beautiful&lt;br /&gt;realm, but none truly understand it. You are&lt;br /&gt;dark and brooding, creative, and spend a lot of&lt;br /&gt;time by yourself, just thinking. You are almost&lt;br /&gt;as serious as Destiny, but not quite. Everyone&lt;br /&gt;is enchanted by you, but you keep them all at a&lt;br /&gt;distance, even when you shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Lorac/quizzes/Which%20Endless%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which Endless are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;span" size=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;span" size=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109715940711627613?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109715940711627613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109715940711627613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109715940711627613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109715940711627613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/10/dream-dream-dream.html' title='Dream Dream Dream'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109655317176998433</id><published>2004-09-30T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T23:34:10.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mess Retreat at Wild Wild Wet, JCC briefing and 38% evil</title><content type='html'>Let me see, its been more than 2 weeks when i last wrote my blog. Been relly busy this period of time. Got fun times, angry times, times where i dont even know where am i and of cos there are sad times. (When there are good there is always bad. Its part of the cycle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets back track........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 15th I had my mess retreat... I'm part of the mess committee (Hd I &amp;amp; F leh...) Went to Borders to have breakfast at 7am!!! Siao one... Well at least i met QW who is there working morning shift. But didnt talk long as she is busy entertaining customers. Then we left for a movie at 10am. Watched Kumar and ??? going to White Castle... From the title one can tell its a dumb show but then really enjoyed it cos its dumb (damn) funny... Our PMC then made a stand that whenever we have retreat, we will watch movie... But thr movie will have to be dumb (damn) funny... After that we went to this place near botanic gardens to have lunch... Then we headed to Wild Wild Wet where we had a watery day. Well our eyes are tired if u know what i mean. Dinner was at Fisherman Village where we met and get to know Gwen a leggy pretty gal. And my buddies wouldnt give up the chance of getting her no. After that we went to Music Underground to drink and dance... I must say we had a eventful day. Was too shack to log on after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri (17th) went to my JCC pre course briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following mon ICT starts. And it only meant work and more work. And Safety Audit is coming. All of us in the unit worked till 9 almost everyday. Siao one... Wats the use of the revise 5 day week when everytime we have to OT. Most irritated is ZC. He is incharge of vetting and checking our mistakes and submitting to out boss but he keeps changing the format of the lesson plans over and over again... 1 single piece of lesson plan, I'd changed 5 times... Siao eh... Actually its not entirely his fault. He is only following instructions but i am really upset about it... Haizz!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone called from 9 DIV saying that my IPPT results are not valid cos its more then 3 months before the departure date... Where on earth i find time to take one more test!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Sunday we have Army Half Marathon (AHM). Ran 21 km... Siao eh!!! Dying liao... Leg like jelly. And didnt meet timing somemore... But got excuse cos the day before had live firing and dragged till very late. No 7 hrs of sleep and not enough water parade. Haa haa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following mon had an exercise... Overnight ex... really shack. Well had a long talk to J throughout the night and something happened, (and I'm not going to say what)... After that i cant sleep liao... sad sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week, Iill be flying off for Brunei liao... its Goodbye concrete walls and welcome wild trees and inscets... Wonder whats in store for me. Will I come back in 1 piece? haahaa... scary thought... Anyway, i have no regrets if i really were to go especially after mon night (see above para)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well friends, it will be a even longer time that i wont be updating is page... Till that day i'm back and i'll write what i experience in the jungle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am 38% evil.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hilowitz.com/john/test/evil.html" target="_"&gt;&lt;!-- Image here! --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I could go either way. I have sinned quite a bit but I still have a bit of room for error. My life is a tug of war between good and evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hilowitz.com/john/test/evil.html" target="_"&gt;Are you evil?&lt;/a&gt; find out at &lt;a href="http://www.hilowitz.com" target="_"&gt;Hilowitz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm still good in the heart ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109655317176998433?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109655317176998433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109655317176998433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109655317176998433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109655317176998433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/09/mess-retreat-at-wild-wild-wet-jcc.html' title='Mess Retreat at Wild Wild Wet, JCC briefing and 38% evil'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109496127872358724</id><published>2004-09-12T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T11:54:38.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terminal</title><content type='html'>Tom Hanks + Steven Spillberg = A movie worth every single cent and a definate OSCAR nomination. Well the formular hasn't failed this time. The Terminal is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Hanks is a poor soul trapped in the airport for 9 months due to war in his country which lead to his passport being unvalid and he himself is deem "unacceptable" and therefore not allowed to enter the USA. Imagine the agony, the desparation of no one speaking his own language and he dont speak others language while being stuck in an unfamiliar ground, while cant forefill the purpose of coming to America and yet cant go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shows unfolds 2 main type of character, the &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; and the&lt;em&gt; bad&lt;/em&gt; (as other shows do). The &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; is of cos Hanks the &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt; is the Airport Field Marshal (Actually I've forgotten who is he or what is he, but his acting is really good). The &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; has everything from compassion (when he helped a Russian to bring back medicine to his father by lying to the &lt;em&gt;bad &lt;/em&gt;that they are for goats), to passion where he tried to woo the flight stewardess. The &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt; however has none of this. But what they both have in common is determination. The &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; was determine to get to America to forefill his late father's wish and the &lt;em&gt;bad &lt;/em&gt;was determine to get the &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; into trouble or back to his country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the part where he (together with his new found friends at the airport) exacuted a well laid plan to get the flight stewardess to walked into his path and sit on his lap. I think everyone in the cinema must have loved that part. It not only showed his love for the stewardess but also good brains and a litttle humour (BRAVO to the producer and director). He also showed that he wasn't going to give up when told that it may be a long time before he can enter America. He made his own sleeping area in an undone part of the airport (gate 67), learned English by reading up on tour manuals, earned money by 1st being a trolley collector and then a contractor (did i mention that he is a genius in capentary?). Thats sheer determination. I think for others, would have just tried to escape to America since its only a door away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all this is one show i've not regretted in watching. One of the best show I've watch in years. I wouldn't mind watching the show again and again. I think there are still more hidden message within the show that i have not grasped. Anyone would like to watch the show with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109496127872358724?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109496127872358724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109496127872358724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109496127872358724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109496127872358724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/09/terminal.html' title='Terminal'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109484364868053939</id><published>2004-09-11T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T03:14:08.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JCC (Jungle Confidence Course)</title><content type='html'>Got confirmation of my JCC on Tue strangely from ML. Thereafter went to dbl confirm with my Manpower. The course will start on 9 Oct and will last till 29 Oct. And it will be in Brunei. So it will be 20 days of grass eating... Haahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from dbl O. Didnt have the feeling as it used to. The place didn't appeal to me anymore. Well most of the clubs didn't appeal to me anymore. Maybe I've aged, or maybe I've party too much. Suddenly lost the energy to party. Expecially when I'm 'dragged' along by my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll stop for a period of time and JCC came just in time. I'll try to get back back my kick from partying after JCC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if any of my friends were to read this, take note that I'll be uncontactable from 9 Oct till 29 Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, now have to get myself into shape for JCC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109484364868053939?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109484364868053939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109484364868053939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109484364868053939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109484364868053939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/09/jcc-jungle-confidence-course.html' title='JCC (Jungle Confidence Course)'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109483175332399254</id><published>2004-09-10T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T23:57:19.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous ppl!!! I'm Mother Teresa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://similarminds.com/images/leader/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Famous Leader Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macedonian Dwarf? I think I'm more then a dwarf!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109483175332399254?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109483175332399254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109483175332399254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109483175332399254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109483175332399254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/09/famous-ppl-im-mother-teresa.html' title='Famous ppl!!! I&apos;m Mother Teresa'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109437845097049936</id><published>2004-09-05T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T18:00:50.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Open House</title><content type='html'>Brought my parents to Army Open House 2004 this afternoon. Spent a good 5+ hours there showing my parents the various army forces and equipments. Think my dad is very interested in the different weapons used by the commandos like M4, the various shotguns etc... After that brought them to view the live firing at Pasir Leba Camp Live-firing area. The tanks and machine guns live-firing are the main attractions where my mom and dad kept disobeying the rules by standing up to get a better view of the equipments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think its a good experience in bring them to this AOH 04 to show them what the army is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109437845097049936?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109437845097049936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109437845097049936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109437845097049936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109437845097049936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/09/army-open-house.html' title='Army Open House'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109432221137042467</id><published>2004-09-05T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T02:23:31.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Water...</title><content type='html'>Just caught 'Open Water' with Ryan. So now I'm goin to comment about the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly I have to say that its really a &lt;em&gt;LOW&lt;/em&gt; budget show, so those who only watch shows with high budget, with special effects, or with movie stars please I repeat please dont watch this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is base on a ture story (as it claims), but i dont see how the director or the script writer can get the infomations. As the lead actor and actress died in the show with only the camera they used is recovered from a sharks belly, the story is only true that there is 2 vacation divers died from shark attacks. How they died and when they died is all made believed by the director. But nevertheless, its quite entertaining and the chemography is a fresh idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from a view cam (thats how i see it cos there is no way they can film using the super heavy duty camera set in the middle of the ocean), the show captures the danger, excitement of being left behind in the open waters, and the fasturation and hopelessness of the leads. Especially when they actor starts loosing it all and yelling and struggling and making a din. Think everyone will feel the same if left in the same situation. But what i felt unbelieveable is that both the lead was left in the sea for more than 24hrs!! Yet no one discovered it till the next morning. And the way the dive masters account for the people is really unreal. If its true that the 2 people was left in the ocean like this, then the diving company got to be sued and the dive masters be thrown into the ocean to suffer the same torture as the 2 poor souls. (Sorry ah I'm trained to account for men seriously in the army. Thats why I'm really disturbed by this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the director really did a great job in the show. The actor and actress (though not very good at acting) did a great job of influencing the audiences' feelings by just being in the water. I for a moment felt really worried for them when the sharks approached and bitten some flesh of the actor. Tot they will definitely be done for, food for the sharks. I think the people in the cinema (though not many) might have felt so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think overall the show was entertaining. But its more like a documentry... Not that bad when it is only a low budget show. But if you like to dive, i suggest dont watch it. If not you wont be enjoying your diving trip ever again. (Bullshit one lah, but go watch if only u got nothin else to watch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109432221137042467?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109432221137042467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109432221137042467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109432221137042467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109432221137042467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/09/open-water.html' title='Open Water...'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109422583578609184</id><published>2004-09-03T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T02:24:00.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A night of music, booze and gals?</title><content type='html'>Last night (thursday) went down to Music Underground with a few good friends. It was ladies night and a night of fun was on my mind (though gals was in some of the guys mind). Hadn't seen Jeff for a long time and its time to catch up. Truthly speaking, hadn't had so much fun since he left the service. Remember in the past, Jeff, Darren, Pang and me would party every sat and sometimes weekdays. Drink till some of us drop and puke. Really treasure those times. Nowadays, dont feel that fun partying. Maybe because the 4 of us has gone our separate ways. Only Pang and I still remain in the same camp but seldom party together. The group I party with now don't really drink, thus I don't feel as high as I party in the past. But I think its because I've grown tired of partying. Age catching up (but I'm only 24! haahaa!). Its time I engage in more healthy and constructive pasttime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Fern on Wed to have dinner, and someone we are suppose to meet didn't appear. YOU know who you are. Anyway, Fern intro me to lindy hop (is the spelling correct?), a dance created by the black people in the age where slavery is still very much part and parcel of the Americans. Anyway Fern broke her leg while dancing. Felt quite interested but was too shy to try. Felt that I'm too old too although Fern keep trying to convince me. Maybe I should try so that it will take up more of my time and so I wont go party too much... Ha ha! Will decide sometime later lah. Cos I still feel very paise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109422583578609184?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109422583578609184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109422583578609184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109422583578609184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109422583578609184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/09/night-of-music-booze-and-gals.html' title='A night of music, booze and gals?'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109375930969643482</id><published>2004-08-29T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T14:01:49.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams... Goals... Ambition</title><content type='html'>Had a long talk with Ryan after the gathering last night. We talked about lots of things. But what strucked me most is the topic about is dreams and goals in our life. What made us talked about it, pls read Ryans blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a lot of dreams. from being a pilot, to a actor to all sorts of dreams that all youngsters dream of. But as time goes and age grew, I realised that i have always wanted only i thing. And this thing has been escaping me for a good 5 years of my life. Up till a point that, i have already forgotten all about it. Thats until Ryan and me had this talk about dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 19, I've already wanted very much to settle down. Thats find a good GF, get ROM and eventually get married. To people who had worked hard to achieve their 5 C's or the social status they have now may think, "what a simple dream" or "its not a very ambitious dream" but to me, its what I've always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, love is a big part of my life. After I have love, everything else will fall in place. Be it working hard to earn money to provide well for my family, to gain social status to make my family proud, or quit partying so as to accompany my loved ones. To me, money and status will be what I'll be after after I've found love. So love is a catalyse for me to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then sad to say, all these have been eluding me. Thus, I'm still a nobody now.  I have met old friends who are doing well in their sectors of work. "I'll be promoted to Regoinal Manager and flying to China." "I'm earning 4 to 5 k now" All these words made me start thinking to myself, am I being &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt;? or am I being stupid. Or simply I'm lazy. Think I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought through this a lot of times before, what is it that i'm lacking? What is happening to me? What will I become? Its a scary thought. Until 1 day I realised that I needed a motivation, a catalyse, a pushing force for me to acheive all these. That is love. Cos I'm that sort of guy who will do anything for the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109375930969643482?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109375930969643482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109375930969643482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109375930969643482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109375930969643482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/08/dreams-goals-ambition.html' title='Dreams... Goals... Ambition'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109371266269006938</id><published>2004-08-29T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T01:04:22.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great to have good old friends around...</title><content type='html'>Met up with a few friends from my cadet trainee days just now... ZW, YT, ZX, Spider and of cos Ryan... Its so much fun talking with them over coffee... Hadn't seen them for ages especially ZW after he went to Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st, felt out of place cos most of them are in Uni and all they talked about is Uni... All I can do is to sit there and listen to them chat about Uni life... Boring... Then suddenly someone bring out the topic of our training days and thats when all the laughter begins... Times where we got takan, times where Spider sleep walks, times where we go thru blood and sweat think and thin.... Memories... Made me realise that what would have happen to me if not for this bunch of bros (expecially when I got injuried)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt quite sad when its time to leave, cos i thought that after so long not meeting we could have stayed longer to have more fun, maybe when we are (or they) are more free, we could go party through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downside is that some of the guys didn't make it ppl like SG didnt come... Maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109371266269006938?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109371266269006938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109371266269006938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109371266269006938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109371266269006938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/08/great-to-have-good-old-friends-around.html' title='Great to have good old friends around...'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109367106514053264</id><published>2004-08-28T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T13:32:15.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Evil than Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://homokaasu.org/gematriculator/?referer" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="This site is certified 52% EVIL by the Gematriculator" src="http://homokaasu.org/pics/g/e52.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homokaasu.org/gematriculator/?referer" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="This site is certified 48% GOOD by the Gematriculator" src="http://homokaasu.org/pics/g/g48.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109367106514053264?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109367106514053264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109367106514053264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109367106514053264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109367106514053264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/08/more-evil-than-good.html' title='More Evil than Good!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109309977135416783</id><published>2004-08-21T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T01:32:18.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alien? Predator? Human? </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ran 13 km this morning and my legs felt like jelly. But then its good training especially I'm going for the half marathon... God pls help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched Alien vs Predator... Truthfully speaking, i may have liked the idea of putting the 2 creatures in one show, but the show's damn stupid. Stupid plot, bad animation, the only thing worth remembering is the funny antics by the predator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The predator is suppose to be the hunter, but in the show, they seem to be the prey! Started with 3 from the beginning who killed all humans in their way and looked formidable. Within seconds after the alien appears, 2 died. The one remaining has to, in the end team up with a human &lt;em&gt;woman&lt;/em&gt; (lead actress, did i mention her acting? Lets not say too much...) to kill a few aliens, had to make her a spear and a shield out of a dead alien. And in the end, had to detonate his 'nuclear' bomb to stop the aliens. Lets just say that this time his bomb had defects as the Queen alien escaped. In the end 'she' got dragged down to the bottom of the sea. What a waste as she is on the upper hand and if had won, earth and the predator races might have just be extincted. Haahaa! That somehow sums the show up. Like I say stupid plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special effects aren't that great. Just like anyother alien or predator shows. At a point where the predator and alien was fighting, no one can figure out which is which, with the dark blackground camoufluging both lead creatures. In the end, only the explosion seemed impressive enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History has it that the predator is a hunter race, thus in the show, it has the attitude and character of a boastful, arragont, self-centred hunter. With a few of actions of the predator seem humanly and that actually had a funny effect. Like that way he break the neck of a infant alien with his thumb and then show a Bruce Lee's neck twisting. Or like the way of the sumarai, it sliced the alien head off wit his weapon with back facing the alien and then shaking the blood off the weapon before putting it back into the scabbard, all without moving his body. All these brought a few laughter in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think the show is over hyped, maybe because of the fame of the 2 creatures coming together for the 1st time. But then for me to choose, i rather play the PS version... Haahaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written above is all of my own views, and should not be taken seriously. If you got other views about the show, feel free to add any comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109309977135416783?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109309977135416783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109309977135416783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109309977135416783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109309977135416783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/08/alien-predator-human.html' title='Alien? Predator? Human? '/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109218993030649288</id><published>2004-08-11T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T10:05:30.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks to remember!</title><content type='html'>Went to watch the fireworks at Esplanade with a gal friend on Sun (08082004). Caught a few shots of the fireworks but are very ameture shots... But then the fireworks are beri beautiful... Was really touched... Was always a fan of fireworks since young... Since my 1st National Day Parade... Thats like when i was 3 yrs old? or was it 5? Nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on the computer times today an artical on how to shot fireworks... Think must go again this Sunday to take more pics... Last chance liao... And to add, must go earlier... Maybe be there at 5 or 6 pm to 'chop' a good place... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention i went to watch the fireworks with a pretty gal!!! Anyway must say thanks to her for suggesting to watch the fireworks... Think i really enjoy it... As much as i enjoy her company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109218993030649288?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109218993030649288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109218993030649288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109218993030649288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109218993030649288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/08/fireworks-to-remember.html' title='Fireworks to remember!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-109190400274480912</id><published>2004-08-08T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T11:54:00.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is full of sad poeple</title><content type='html'>Meet a old friend today. lets just call him RW. Why i met him is because there is much to catch up, and there is another reason... He just broke up with his long time gf of 4 yrs. As a good friend, i think i have to cheer him up, at the same time understand the reason for the breakup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that his gf (L) thinks that they are together too long and finds that there is no more chemistry between them, thats the reason for the break up... This led me to think that feelings is part and parcel of human activities and behaviour. Just a simple "no more feelings" can cause such a dramatic change in human attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has led me into thinking that wat would happen if i would to fall in his shoes... would i be able to pick myself up from there knowing that i'm always the weaker part in a relationship... Will I be able to be like my friend thats pick himself up and move on... Hadn'd had a gf for so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that RW did a lot to substain this relationship to keep the fire going... and L still initiates the breakup... Think this incident really proves the chinese proverb he de lai ze lai, bu he de lai ze qu (roughly translate into "alls well when get along, but when not then leave)... Think humans have very little responsibility. Especially the younger generation... But put it in another point of view... Better not drag too long if there is no more feelings... Its not worth the pain...Think I need to relook into my own love philosophy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-109190400274480912?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/109190400274480912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=109190400274480912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109190400274480912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/109190400274480912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/08/world-is-full-of-sad-poeple.html' title='The world is full of sad poeple'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-108401577767031695</id><published>2004-05-08T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T22:01:41.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One?</title><content type='html'>I may not have been steady with her for long, but the pain in my heart is as strong or even stronger than past relationships. She is one that i have decided to spend my future with. She is one that i decided to be my wife. She is the ONE u fuckers understand??? Why would such things happen to me time and again. Just when i wanted to tell her i love her despite the way i was treated she left me standing on the ledge of the 70th floor staring at the distance horizon, facing the on coming cold cold wind. Its just short of a push and i'll be falling down into the deepest darkest area of my heart. Haizz... Is it me? I've always ask myself and from there I'll try to improve. But then its of no use. nothin i've did will be of any use. If friends is wat she wans to be then i have to respect her decision. &lt;br /&gt;Send her my regards.&lt;br /&gt;My love...&lt;br /&gt;Miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-108401577767031695?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108401577767031695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108401577767031695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/05/one.html' title='The One?'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-108323838475089897</id><published>2004-04-29T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T19:37:21.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I childish?</title><content type='html'>I have been in a terrible state the whole week. bog down by work is one thing, having a terrible flu for 5 days is another. Thus my mood havent been very good... Worse off, I couldn't see my dear for the whole of the week. Call me childish call me over sensitive call me watever you want, but i feel very upset for not being able to meet her. Its suppose to be honeymoon period for most ppl and its when couples are meeting each other almos everyday and cant seem to get enough of each other... But somehow or rather its not happening to me... Not that I'm blaming her for not meeting up as often as I would have liked, I just felt depressed... Granted that she may be very busy at this point of time but must I always be the one msging her? And sometimes she would just stop msging me halfway... Haizz... To this point I ask myself, " Am I childish to gramble about that?" Althought I have given countless advise to other ppl, i seem not able to follow them myself... Is it childish to want more concern from her, especially this is the honeymoon period? Or it is really wrong to demand that. &lt;br /&gt;I have notice differences between us. Maybe I'm oversensitive but then I fet that we have very different concept of spending time together. To me, spending time together can be doing nothin, just having each other company. That to me is blissful. To her (or this is wat i felt), its must be doing something worth doing together. Take this sat for instance. She had said that she wanted to spend the whole weekend with me. Upon hearing that, I was overjoyed. Suddenly all the unhappiness disappeared. But just now, just no later then 1 hr ago, she said that its only if there is things to do. Whats this??? I couldnt comprehen? Just because I had no idea what to do now doesn't mean that we cant meet up on sat then decide? She kept asking me wat i wan to do on sat? The she say if she would go gym if i anit going to do anything... Sian... I dont understand man. Do she really wan to meet me at all? I dunno man... &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wats here is spoken in a moment of anger and unhappiness with the flu playing a big part and shouldnt be taken seriously... Haizz... watever... FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;I FELT LOUSY MAN....... Why am i torturing myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-108323838475089897?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/108323838475089897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=108323838475089897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108323838475089897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108323838475089897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/04/am-i-childish.html' title='Am I childish?'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-108211700730373127</id><published>2004-04-16T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T20:10:45.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Its been a tiring week. Ppl will think that tiring will be running around the whole day, conducting training for ppl that makes me tired. But what i meant by tiring is staring at the computer screen for too long trying to figure out what the heck did my understudy do in his time of service that caused a 200 over thousand dollars worth of repair to the equipment. I was the investigation officer for this case which happens 1 yr ago. How do i know what happen? Even if i was at the place of incident i would have forgotten long time ago. But then a job is a job and I'll have to do it... and do it fast. My big boss wants to see it on Monday. This brings me to what my big boss told me in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my perform bonus letter (well the money was already half spent in acquiring a new handphone) from my big boss this afternoon and had a small talk on my new appointment in the unit -&gt; as QM. He talked about the difficulty in the job and his expectation on me to preform as well as my upperstudy (1WO Amir). To me, this is quite a tall order. Something about my upperstudy. He is one who knows the logistic procedures inside out, outside in. He is one who went to LOGISTIC course and argued with the instructors on the procedures and won comfortably.  With due respect, the instructors wanted him to go to SOL to become a instructor. With this kind of reputation, how could I ever be as good as him? I dont even think i can smell his smoke sia... But then something my big boss said that made me changed what i felt. He told me that he found me very slack. Nua as u will say it in hokkien. Procastinate a lot. To tell the truth, I do find myself slacking after my 1st tour as the FLB PC. And that will have to blame some incident that happened. Suddenly, I felt tired and lack of energy. There is not much things that I dream for, hope for, aim for. Suddenly, work becomes a routine, a tiring proccess that even I tried to do my best, I'll still not be able to acheive anything in the end, and somemore get blamed for it. I tried to go for a hoilday to recharge but then after coming back I felt even more tired. My buddy can even tell me that ppl are suprised that I could managed to get top 2 in BLOC. I asked myself, do i always give ppl the idea that i slack a lot? I concluded, YES. My big boss warned me about continuing being what I am now. He said that to do well in my new job, I would require to change. Change for the better he said. Change to be more positive, be more proactive, be more focus, be more..... alot lah cant remember. I too realised that. but then, how to I ask myself. Its easier to say then to do. As the phase goes, a leopard cant change its spot. I have been thinking the whole day. Am i that leopard? Can i change my spots? Well I do come in second in BLOC and a possible 1st if not for that stupid subject taht i failed. Does that shows that i could do well in everything i put my mind onto? But then what if i cant acheive good results even if I've put in my all? Will I get reprimard (like I have experienced)? In this result orientated society can I survive? Or is it easier to just sit back, take things as it comes and go home with my pay at the end of the month. This goes for serious thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then to stay in the job, I've no time to think. I've started work already and its been a very tiring week. to think that Ive worked till 9+ for last 3 days (something that hasent happen after since my 1st tour). Well, maybe I'll give the organisation 1 more chance (since I needed the job so bad). I'll start afresh. !st of, i'll cut down on partying (which i've not been doing since Good Fri) and smoke less (pass 3 days only 6 sticks. Record man). Hopefully it will do me good and give me the long lost energy I once had. So to sum up, I'll try my best to equal my upperstudy after 3 months (deadline given by my comd). If I cant do it, I'll make sure that its really that I'm stupid but not because of my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never say die until u are dead. Never give up when u are given up by others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-108211700730373127?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/feeds/108211700730373127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6758340&amp;postID=108211700730373127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108211700730373127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108211700730373127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/04/serious-thoughts.html' title='Serious Thoughts'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-108165008476667297</id><published>2004-04-11T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T21:50:58.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last!!!!!</title><content type='html'>At last! Done with the totally unhealthy, ultimately boring and scaringly stressful course =&gt; Basic Logistic Officer Course. Let me explain why. &lt;br /&gt;Unhealthy =&gt; Students are not allowed to run during the course cos they are afraid that we might lost our way or get hit by 'golf balls'. Not that I run regularly but with the coming IPPT in mind, I do have to catch up with my running. Now at last I can do some running. Then we are feed 5 meals a day. Breakfast, after breakfast break (with compliments from the Ninja Van), lunch, after lunch breaks, dinner and supper from the Jalan Kayu Prata shop. No wonder I'm getting real fat.&lt;br /&gt;Boring =&gt; With recent introduction of Problem Based Learning, which is rumoured to help students learn better, we are required to do research on our own. This has pros and cons. Lets talk about the cons (since not many ppl talk about pros. Hey I'm not doing a commercial here). 1stly, the matter of time. In period where there is too much time, we usually sit down and do nothin after we've completed our research. Then there will be a case of too little time is catered. We will rush like fxxk and present half-finished researches. This isn't very good for those not task to research on the topic. But then, there is more time than there is less. Staring at the computer for too long isn't good for the healthy too...&lt;br /&gt;Stressful =&gt; Especially during the last phase where all the exercise packed in to 1 week. there is a total of 3 exercise in the 2nd last week. We are doing exercise after exercise, rushing reports back to back. Then the SumEx was a killer. We played with real time war and log supply. 1 wrong move and your troops die. Although its simulated but then the tension is there. For me, I was suppose to monitor all the ops and log status. Imagine 4 Bn worth of soldier and CSS. And the COs (simulated too) who are too engross with their battles forgot to update me. Then I'll have to call fxxk them up. Stress!&lt;br /&gt;But by and large, its a totally fun course. Knowladge aside, I'll gain valuable friends and meanings in life. &lt;br /&gt;Now back to work! QM! haahaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-108165008476667297?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108165008476667297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108165008476667297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/04/at-last.html' title='At Last!!!!!'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6758340.post-108164810076336281</id><published>2004-04-11T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T18:08:23.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st attempt</title><content type='html'>1st attempt at BLOGging... Have been wanting to try for sometime already. Dont know if I'll last. Always have a short attention span, thus never did something for long. Well here goes nothin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6758340-108164810076336281?l=kellyjianhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108164810076336281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6758340/posts/default/108164810076336281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyjianhao.blogspot.com/2004/04/1st-attempt.html' title='1st attempt'/><author><name>Keruri Kelly Jianhao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14906679836863890321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
